"Brother Tian!"

Luo Tian went downstairs and just left the elevator door, the front desk waiter named Ping shouted sweetly, looking at Luo Tian with a wonderful look, and even a faint smile on his face, so he stepped forward to say hello.

"What's wrong, Ping, I'm so happy today. It's not because Brother Tian is handsome again." Luo Tian quipped with a smile.

"Hello, Brother Tian is not only handsome today, but also has a red face. With the nourishment of love, it's different. By the way, Brother Tian, ​​you're hungry. Sister Rong has already instructed the chef to make you a nutritious porridge and some exquisite side dishes. I'll bring it to you?" The waiter who asked Ping covered his mouth and smiled, and then said obediently.

"Sister Rong?" Luo Tian was stunned and felt a little sad. The waiter thought that he and Sister Rong had already fought with Shangguan Feiyan for one night, but Sister Rong specifically ordered someone to make nutrition porridge for him, which made Luo Tian feel a little guilty.

"Okay, just bring it to the small restaurant." Luo Tian smiled faintly, without admonition. How could he explain this to a waiter? Just as she thought, then Luo Tian smoked and went to the small restaurant leisurely.

"Amitovo, donor is here!"

As soon as Luo Tian walked into the restaurant, he saw Fahai competing with a large plate of chicken, holding a pot of good wine, and his mouth was full of oil. When he saw Luo Tian coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward and folded his hands and said hello.

"Well, the master has a great appetite. I'm drinking here alone at noon." Seeing Fahai, Luo Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes. This guy has great skills, but he also eats a lot, and he also specializes in eating big fish and meat. Just like a starving ghost in his ten lifetimes, if he calculates his salary, the food he eats is higher than his salary.

Of course, Fahai is also very skilled. Apart from himself, he is the Dinghai Sword Needle in this hotel. This little food is nothing to Luo Tian. In fact, this person is just a good wine and delicious. He has no other bad hobbies. He doesn't leave the house and listens to his greetings. He keeps guarding here, which touches Luo Tian very much.

"Oh, I really want to hide from the donor Luo. I feel depressed. I have to drink to drown my sorrows and make the donor laugh." Fahai said with a little embarrassedly, but Luo Tian curled his lips disdainfully. This is the excuse for this monk to drink every time. Secondly, it is the decline of Wolong Temple and other trivial matters. Luo Tian's ears were calloused when he heard it.

"Actually, master, drinking alcohol to drown your sorrows is even more worrying. It is better to drink less wine." Luo Tian sincerely persuaded.

"Well, what the donor teaches is that I will stop drinking this bottle after drinking another bottle, and I will really stop drinking it." Fahai said with a shiny big head as if he was ashamed.

Luo Tian was so cruel that he could not slap him on his bald head. After drinking this bottle, he would only drink two pounds. Isn't that a drink? Although he can't compare with himself, he is much better than the boy named Lin Dong last night.

"Well, don't worry, don't worry, I won't drink too much, and I have a set of drunken fists here, called Drunken Arhat. Even if I drink too much, I won't miss the trouble." Fahai smiled confidently.

"Oh?" Luo Tian was stunned and couldn't help but become interested. He was proficient in many boxing techniques and did not know much about the Zuiquan boxing style. "Since that's the case, why don't the master demonstrate it and let me open my eyes?"

"Okay, since the donor Luo wants to see, I will not hide my weakness, please give me some advice!" Fahai rose up and poured the remaining half of the bottle of wine directly into his mouth. Then he threw the bottle and his body suddenly shaking. His eyes, which were originally clear and clear, were now drunk and shaking, as if he was unable to stand firm. He was toasting with one hand and fists opened with the other hand, as if he was holding it, as if he was holding it, as if he was holding it, as if he was grabbing it, as if he was grabbing it, as if he was grabbing it, as if he was grabbing it, as if he was grabbing it, as if he was grabbing it, and as if he was grabbing it, he started practicing in a small restaurant.

"I am drunk without being drunk with my spirit, I am drunk without being drunk with my heart, and I am confused with all living beings, and I am clear in my heart. Let him be storms and rains, and I will be drunk with it."

Fahai's body shook, sitting, lying or falling, punching like the wind, with a tricky angle. Luo Tian couldn't help but nod his head secretly. He could not imagine that this monk's drunken punch was so pure and could be called a master. Even if he could not find any flaws, it would seem more exquisite to remove the useless tricks.

At this time, the hotel chef wearing a high hat and a white chef's uniform came out of the tray and walked in carefully with some porridge and exquisite side dishes. He looked at the crazy monk with curiosity and smiled slightly: "Brother Tian, ​​your meal!" The chef said respectfully.

He knew that Luo Tian was the big boss behind this place and could not offend him. Moreover, this person knew some gangsters. From those people, he felt that Luo Tian was very mysterious and had tough methods. Moreover, the call in Dongchang City is even more overwhelming than those of Huang San, so he would never dare to offend him. It was too late to curry favor with him. So as long as Sister Rong Lanlan and Luo Tian’s food is served, he would always come to show his respect for these people.

"Master Huang, thank you for your hard work, let it go there." Luo Tian nodded and smiled faintly.

"No, no, no, it should be." The chef surnamed Huang nodded with a smirk, then bowed and took a look at the strange color in Fahai's eyes before leaving.

He didn't dare to offend this monk. This person was not only the protector of the hotel, but also a good friend of Brother Tian. The only thing that made the chef a little depressed was that Fahai had too much food and needed something to eat when he wanted to eat. So no matter how busy the chef was, the chef had to cook for him himself. Fahai was addicted to eating it. He only once he had something to buy vegetables. It was made by a small chef below. He ate it in one bite, which scared him so much that he no longer dared to let other people make it.

Of course, in addition to this, this monk is easy-going. When he is happy, he will even give him some advice to strengthen his body. Therefore, in addition to eating and drinking, Fahai is still very popular in the hotel.

"Amitobu, how do you think that this set of Arhats of Luoshu is drunk by the monk?" After Fahai finished a set of boxing techniques, he was calm and calm, his face was not red, and his breath was not breathing. His eyes returned to clear and clear. He came to Luo Tian and asked with a smile, with a hint of pride in his eyes. After all, this set of boxing techniques is the unspeakable boxing technique of Wolong Temple. After several generations of monks' research, running in, and striving for benefits. If it weren't for Luo Tian, ​​Fahai would never have demonstrated it in front of him. This is his unique skill.

Luo Tian couldn't help but smile and nodded: "The master's set of drunken fists is extremely exquisite. At first glance, it is practiced through thousands of hammers. Each move is refined and sophisticated. It is perfect. This set of Arhat Drunken not only integrates the eight styles of the Eight Immortals, but also integrates some Arhat's steps and moves into it. There are even some essences of various martial arts schools, which are quite not simple!"

Luo Tian heard Fahai's words and nodded constantly. Luo Tian could see the essence of this set of drunken fist, which was as expected by him. Indeed, this set of boxing is not only a drunken fist, but also a combination of several boxing techniques and perfectly kneaded together, but it was impeccable.

"It's just..." Luo Tian pondered for a moment.

"It's just something? Donor Luo, but it's okay!" Fahai knew that Luo Tian's strength was unfathomable, and perhaps he could see some flaws from his perspective.

After all, the monk Fahai only demonstrated to Luo Tian, ​​but not to Xuanwu and others. In fact, he wanted Luo Tian to see if there were any shortcomings. He was also a martial arts fanatic and strived for excellence in his pursuit of martial arts.

"Well, that's right. This move, Tieguai Li's ripple knee is really drunk, but the next move you use is the dragon and snake rolling in the ground fist. Although the shape is not similar to the spirit, it is beyond reproach. It can be said that it is a perfect fit, but the move is a bit messy and a bit extra. In other words, you can remove two of the moves. I feel that it is more tacit and natural. In addition to rolling in with the dragon and snake, you can also add the Bajiquan sticking to the mountain-to-mountain move, which seems to be more perfect..."

Luo Tian said while talking, as he swayed, he was light and agile, as quiet as a virgin, as if he was moving as a rabbit, his gestures were extremely slow, but he implicitly the power of a dragon and a tiger, which was even more refined than what Fahai himself practiced just now. It was a combination of drunkenness and body, and Fahai couldn't help but be stunned.

"Remove the two styles, change the dragon and snake rolling into the mountain back, turn flash into attack, focus on attack, and get drunk, then stick to the mountain back..."

Fahai's face was solemn and began to evolve, as if he was drunk. Luo Tian did not disturb him, so he let him understand himself. He sat at the table to eat and drink. This was a nourishing soup, ginseng, wolfberry, sea dog, tremella, and even deer blood, all of which were excellent products. The chef's skills were also excellent. Xiao Chen drank it with relish, and his whole body was filled with heat, and his qi, blood and essence seemed to have been replenished.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, I finally understand, donor Luo, thank you, you are really..."

At this moment, Fahai's drill was like a sudden enlightenment. The Arhat who thought he was drunk in the furnace was unexpectedly pointed out by Luo Tian for a few words. Now it was even more natural to use, and its power was even more powerful. This made Fahai unable to help but admire him and convinced him.

This set of boxing has been studied by monks of all ages. Unexpectedly, Luo Tian’s words revealed the shortcomings and corrected them. It was like a hand-written hand. This vision, this cultivation and demeanor made Fahai admire him very much.

But when Fahai turned around and wanted to thank him, Luo Tian had already left, and there were only leftovers on the dining table. Only then did he realize that he had realized too deeply just now and completely forgot about time.

At the same time, Shangguan Feiyan came to the police station and was reporting the situation to the director Jia Qibei. Jia Qibei's face became more gloomy when he heard it. Finally, he slapped the table and shouted angrily: "A bastard, he is simply a bastard. Unexpectedly, as a police officer, he was mingled with foreign mercenaries, and almost caused a disaster."
Chapter completed!