At this time, Zhao Dabao was not feeling well. In order to pretend to be a b, to pretend to be a paradise who surpasses reality and surpasses ordinary cultivators, this blow almost took half of his strength.

But the effect is still quite shocking. Didn’t you see the horrifying and enthusiastic admiring eyes of everyone present?

A faint smile was like a breeze. Zhao Dabao stepped forward slightly and gently brushed the scabbard that had already collapsed was sent to Zheng Jiajun.

"Master Zheng, don't forget your promise."

Then he looked at Wu Da, who was as dumbfounded as a chicken, waved to Liu Zhao, and walked out of the Blue Ocean Hall with a light wind and clouds. He was leisurely and loose, and had a look of a paradise.

Looking at the first "Essential Master" who arrived, Heihou Feng Quanyi was ashamed of that. This was the real Essential Master. From now on, Mr. Zhao will be my idol of Mantis Boxing and his ultimate goal.

The eyes respectfully sent Zhao Dabao away from the third floor. Zheng Jiajun, who had already stood up, looked at Wu Da with bloody eyes. With a "pah", he vomited Wu Da's face with a spit.

"Wu Da, you have luck in dogs today, and you actually invited Mr. Zhao. Don't worry, since I promised Mr. Zhao with Blood Knife, I will definitely do it. But you have to remember that after half a year, I will definitely take your dog's life."

After saying that, he turned around, pulled up the blood knife inserted into the wall, flew out of the third floor, disappearing without a trace.

When the black monkey Feng Quanyi was about to leave, Wu Da, who was already in shock, suddenly woke up and asked Feng Quanyi to stay on the trail:

"Master Feng, please stay."

Feng Quan looked at Wu Da with confusion, with a hint of warm anger in his doubts, "Boss Wu, what's the matter?"

Feng Quanyi was extremely angry about Wu Da. If it weren't for this guy, he wouldn't have both master and disciple been injured; if it weren't for this dog, he wouldn't have let him lose such a big face.

Faced with an angry question, Wu Da also knew that he didn't like anyone, but he couldn't keep Feng Quanyi.

"Master Feng, please accept these two million."

Wu Da bowed his waist deeply, looking extremely respectful.

Looking at Wu Da's respectful appearance, the anger on Feng Quan's side dissipated a lot.

"Boss Wu, I will not accept money anymore, and I will not receive any reward without merit. Besides, today you can escape the disaster. That is Mr. Zhao's deterrence. I have no credit for someone. Also, I warn you that I will not call me a master in the future. With Mr. Zhao, I will not be called a master without the face."

"Okay, I've heard from the Master Feng. What I want to ask is, does the Master Feng have a master like Mr. Zhao in the sect where you are? I want to invite one."

"Please ask a master like Mr. Zhao? If you can call Mr. Zhao wrongly today, you can only say that you have luck. You, the Master Mingjin, are so easy to see. Don't mention you, a little gangster boss, even a powerful person like Blood Knife may not be able to see him. Tell you clearly, don't be foolish anymore."

Let's talk, Feng Quan blew his sleeves one by one, turned around and led a group of disciples away from the third floor.

Looking at Feng Quanyi leaving, Wu Da sat on the chair on the edge, looking at the chaotic hall with a dismal look. As his eyes continued to rotate, his pale face, which was too scared, gradually improved.

At this time, a younger brother of Wu Da came to his side and asked in a low voice: "Brother, can we really send the five million Mr. Zhao wants? That's our profit in Sui City for three months."

A "pop" slap was slapped hard on my brother's left face. Wu Da was extremely angry and mixed with his slap.

Slightly afraid,

"My man, are you eating shit in your head? Even Mr. Zhao's money is not given? You are such a pig, no, a stupid pig, you only know how to eat shit. How could I accept a stupid guy like you? Remember, immediately, I will send it to me today."

"Remember, what I want to send Mr. Zhao is a bank card. Didn't you see how low-key Mr. Zhao is today? Mr. Zhao must not want someone to know his identity."

Speaking of this, Wu Da's head suddenly became flexible, and he waved his hand to call the dick in charge of daily business.

"Old second, let me continue to let all the brothers in Sui City meet Mr. Zhao as if they see me. No, they must surpass me, just like seeing our ancestors. Remember, it is my ancestor of Wu Da. Have you heard it?"

"At the same time, I informed all the gangs that have business dealings. Just say that Mr. Zhao is the VIP guest in the underworld of Sui City and the most honorable VIP. If there is any offense, it means that I cannot get along with me Wu Da and the entire underworld of Sui City. Do you know?"

"Brother, do you want everyone to think that Mr. Zhao is our ancestor?"

"Yes, it's the ancestor of all the underworld in Sui City. Do you understand?"

A trace of enlightenment climbed onto the dick's fat face, and he replied firmly:

"Brother, I understand, and I will execute 100% to the end. But, boss, what if Mr. Zhao is unhappy when doing this? He is..."

As he said that, the second brother pointed his hand up worriedly, meaning that Zhao Dabao is a cultivator like a god.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao won't care. As a high-ranking practitioner, no matter how respect we respect, he will not be unhappy. As long as Mr. Zhao occasionally reveals that we are his people, or mentions us a word, hehe, we will have no worries."

After saying that, the old fox-like smile appeared in the laughter.

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On the way to send Zhao Dabao back to Hongxing Community, Liu Zhao, with a respectful face, felt like the boiling water on the furnace was churning.

The power of the air that came out of the body could actually break the steel knife sheath with one blow. What a great power.

However, the fierce internal strength warrior who is as fierce as a tiger is vulnerable to Mr. Zhao. The one-palm defeated the internal strength warrior who is as casual as walking in the garden.

How high is Mr. Zhao’s cultivation level? Is it really Mingjin intermediate level?

As the controller of the Qin family's underworld business, Liu Zhao has also seen many practitioners at the Mingjin level, but why do you feel that these practitioners are far from Mr. Zhao? Could it be that Mr. Zhao is not the Mingjin cultivation, but the secret cultivation?

When Liu Zhao thought of this, his head buzzed. The cultivator of the secret cultivation level is the protective umbrella of the top family of the Xia Kingdom, and the nuclear weapon to intimidate many warriors from neighboring countries!

What kind of virtue is Liu Zhao? Can he contact and make friends with such godlike figures?

Liu Zhao's thinking is reasonable. Judging from Zhao Dabao's internal strength cultivation today, he has long surpassed ordinary Mingjin high-level cultivators. If you have to make some judgments and divide them, Zhao Dabao's cultivation can be completely comparable to the primary cultivator of Darkjin.

This is related to the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art he practiced. After all, how can the martial arts created by immortals be compared with the martial arts he practiced in general?

Send Zhao Dabao to Hongxing Xiao

In the district, Liu Zhao kicked the accelerator and returned to Mr. Qin's residence.

When Liu Zhao walked into the spacious and bright hall of the Qin family, he unexpectedly discovered that the third master of the Qin family, Qin Yuanzheng, was pouring tea for Qin Lao. His daughter Qin Xiangyu and granddaughter Zhang Chunlin were sitting around him.

Seeing Liu Zhao walk into the living room, Mr. Qin signaled Liu Zhao to sit down, and Qin Yuanzheng and others nodded. As Mr. Qin's personal bodyguard and the person in charge of the underworld business, he has a very high status in the Qin family.

After gently putting down the teapot, Qin Yuanzheng said calmly: "Dad, this time he was transferred to the position of Secretary of the Sui Municipal Party Committee, do you have any instructions?"

With his fingers gently pulling the sofa armrest a few times, Mr. Qin paused for a moment and said:

"You also know that you came to Sui City to be the secretary in preparation for the provincial party committee's election in two years. I hope you will be cautious, cautious and cautious. Now you will not require you to make any political achievements, but to ensure that there will be no problems during your term of office."

"In this way, with the promotion of family forces, the determination to be promoted to deputy secretary of the provincial party committee in two years can be said to be sure. By the way, has the work of the State Administration of Taxation been handed over? When can we come to Sui City?"

Facing his father's instructions, Qin Yuanzheng thought for a while and said:

"Dad, I know what you think. It can be said that if I only seek stability alone, I can do it. But isn't it too mediocre to do this? As for the work of the State Administration of Taxation, it's almost done. Go back to Jingshi next week and go through the procedures. As for the work of Suishi, it can be started at any time, after all, the documents have been issued."

"Don't underestimate the pursuit of stability in the expedition. Among the seven members of the ruling standing committee today, stability is the main theme. As for development, it must also be carried out on the basis of the main theme. Do you understand?"

Immediately, Old Qin smiled at Liu Zhao Zhanyan and said:

"Old Liu, what's the situation? Have you determined Mr. Zhao's real cultivation? Have you reached the Mingjin Intermediate level? Mr. Zhao is so young. If he really reaches the Mingjin Intermediate level, then we must treat it as the highest courtesy of the family. This is the basis for the Qin family's future development."

"Mid-stage Mingjin cultivation level?"

Hearing Mr. Qin's question, Liu Zhao shook his head incredible face. He has not yet recovered from the shock he had just now.

"It's not the middle stage of Mingjin? That's the early stage of Mingjin? Brother Liu, you won't say that Zhao Dabao is not even Mingjin, right?" Qin Xiangyu asked with a complicated face.

Qin Xiangyu felt a little more contradictory to Zhao Dabao. If Zhao Dabao was so young, he would have reached the middle stage of Mingjin cultivation, which made Qin Xiangyu, the proud daughter of heaven, feel very uncomfortable. It is not accurate to say that it is jealousy and hatred.

How to describe it? I always feel that there is something I originally proud of, but was taken away by strangers in vain. If any young man from the Qin family had such cultivation as Zhao Dabao, she would not have such complicated emotions.

So in Qin Xiangyu's subconscious mind, she did not believe that Zhao Dabao had such a profound cultivation.

Not only Mr. Qin, but also Qin Yuanzheng sat upright and had a serious face when he heard his father talk about this, he knew in his heart the importance of making friends with a mid-stage Mingjin practitioner.

"In the early stage of Mingjin? I still don't even have Mingjin? Sister Yu, you really dare to think about it!" Liu Zhao was amused and crying when facing Qin Xiangyu's problem.

"What kind of cultivation is falling to the ground? Uncle Liu, please tell me quickly, why are you still trying to keep me?" Zhang Chunlin's delicate and coquettish meaning was also a bit of coquettish. Facing Liu Zhao, who had grown up since childhood, Zhang Chunlin still had the warm memories of childhood in her heart.

(End of this chapter)
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