1175 Three Trials
Li Fan didn't take Le Xiaohu with him to have banquets and fights in the ring. He is still young and has quite a temper, and needs more training. Attending such a gathering, Li Fan was really afraid that if he couldn't help it, he would pick up the president of the martial arts association and beat him up. This was really inappropriate.
At noon, Li Fan took Jiang Ye straight to the Fugui Restaurant on the street to attend the banquet hosted by Yang Ye, the president of the association.
Jiang Ye followed Li Fan like a little follower, still holding his extraordinary sword for Li Fan.
He is said to be the second disciple, but he is more like a sword-handling disciple.
Fugui Restaurant is not small. It is located on the street. The decoration is quite old-fashioned, with red bricks and green tiles, as if it is a restaurant from ancient times. In this city, there are many ancient buildings of this style, which have the flavor of the previous dynasties. On the red plaque, four gilded characters shine brightly, attracting diners coming and going. Two beautiful waiters in cheongsam stood at the door, elegant and light-made, tall and exquisite. When the two saw Li Fan, they both bowed to him, making Li Fan mistakenly think that he was a high-ranking official in the past.
"Welcome, my lord."
That delicate voice sounded in Li Fan's ears, which made all the bones in his body go numb. The people in this restaurant are really good at it, making it difficult for people not to get in. But often such restaurants are quite expensive. After all, what you enjoy here is not only delicious food, but also unique services.
But what makes the scene worse is that beside the two palace beauties, there are four strong martial artists standing. These four seemed to be born from the same mother. They were all huge and had fierce eyes, like the Hulk walking out of the set.
"But Master Li from the Seven Heroes Martial Arts School?"
A strong man with a purple birthmark on his face fell on Li Fan and asked in a muffled voice. His voice was like beating on a broken cowhide drum, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"Exactly, Xiaoye."
After Li Fan finished speaking, Jiang Ye stepped forward and handed over a red invitation.
The big man glanced at Jiang Ye twice. This girl was wearing a black and red martial arts uniform from the Seven Heroes Martial Arts School, with a black mask on her face to hide her identity. You must cover your face with a mask when you go out. This is the rule Li Fan set for Jiang Ye. At present, everyone in the world is Murong Bo's spy, and Li Fan doesn't want to cause trouble.
"Master Li, please go upstairs."
The big man spoke with a broken drum voice and extended his hand to invite me.
Li Fan was about to go upstairs, but the big man suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Jiang Ye.
"What?"
Jiang Ye asked with a chill in his voice.
"Only Master Li was invited on the invitation. The others should wait here."
"ridiculous."
Jiang Ye sneered, quite disdainful. She took action instantly and locked onto the big man's neck. A petite little girl lifted this tall man into the air with one hand. The big man suppressed his blush and kicked his feet desperately, like a trapped animal fighting. He kept struggling, but couldn't break free from Jiang Ye's little hand.
The three martial arts masters nearby were startled and were about to step forward to help, but Jiang Ye scolded them coldly.
"Whoever dares to come forward, I will twist his neck."
The big man waved desperately, and the other three martial arts masters stopped, not knowing what to do.
At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man with gold-rimmed glasses and a white trench coat stood there and took a look outside.
"Master Li, what do you mean?"
"Who is your Excellency?"
Li Fan pretended to be dumbfounded, and the other party immediately frowned.
"I am the president's eldest disciple, Jiang Hu. This restaurant is also my property."
Jiang Hu looked at Li Fan with a little anger, "Our master and apprentice are kind-hearted and want to entertain Master Li for a banquet. I didn't expect Master Li to be so domineering and instruct his disciples to beat people."
"Yes? Did you hit someone?"
Li Fan looked at Jiang Ye in surprise, "Xiaoye, did you hit him?"
"No, I just saw that his clothes were dirty and helped him clean them up."
With that said, Jiang Ye slapped the big man on the chest twice, and then put him back on the ground.
"Look, my apprentice also has good intentions. He helps your people take care of the dust. How can you unjustly accuse us of beating them?"
The big man covered his neck, squatting on the ground and gasping for air as if he was surviving a disaster. He had never thought that the air smelled so good! Life, I want to give you a thumbs up!
“…”
Jiang Hu was immediately speechless. He originally thought he was just an easy boy to deal with, but he didn't expect the other person to be so shameless, leaving him helpless.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, please ask Master Li to come upstairs."
"Look, people who open big restaurants are generous."
Li Fan took Jiang Ye's arm, "Come on, Xiaoye, we master and apprentice are invited to a banquet, and we can't neglect them. Come upstairs quickly... By the way, thank you Boss Jiang first."
"Thank you, Boss Jiang."
Jiang Ye followed his master's thoughts and bowed to Jiang Hu.
Jiang Hu's body trembled slightly. He had already said this, could he still refuse
"Then please, you two."
Jiang Hu extended his hand and invited the master and apprentice upstairs.
Li Fan swaggered to the second floor. The entire second floor was reserved, with more than twenty tables set up, but most of them were empty, with only two tables occupied. Sitting at a table were two half-centenarians, one with white hair and a childlike face, wearing a white robe and holding a pipe in his hand. The other one has gray hair on his temples, looks handsome and wears a suit. He looked at Li Fan with eyes full of disdain.
The table next to it was also full of martial arts masters, who seemed to be the directors of major martial arts schools. Because of different practices, everyone’s body posture may also be abnormal. Some people have long hands, and some people have long legs. Some are short and some are strong. It is rare for so many martial artists to gather together. However, everyone looked at Li Fan with eyes full of hostility, which was something they had in common.
"Master Li, let me introduce you. This is the president of the Martial Arts Association and my master, Yang Ye, the master of the Baji Sect."
The old man holding the pipe nodded to Li Fan with a smile on his face, but it was impossible to tell the depth of his thoughts.
"Next to me is Chen Yuanchao, Mr. Chen, a Wing Chun master and the president of the Wing Chun Association."
"snort."
The old man with gray temples was angry and seemed not to want to talk to Li Fan.
"Here are Master Zhang, the director of Feilong Martial Arts School, Master Wang, the director of Baisheng Martial Arts School, Guangming Martial Arts School..."
Jiang Hu knew these people very well and told Li Fan their names.
"Little friend Li, please sit down."
After the introduction was completed, Yang Ye knocked on his pipe, pointed to the position in front of him, and said to Li Fan.
"Thanks."
Li Fanlong stepped forward and was about to sit down. Master Zhang from the Feilong Martial Arts Hall next to him slapped the table, stood up, and scolded.
"President Yang, you are generous, but we are not. He is a guy with no qualifications and no seniority. Why should he sit at the same table with you?"