This is a world where appearance matters.
Jia Zhaoqiang is short and fat, and he stutters a bit. According to the law of natural selection in society, it is not easy for a man like him to find a partner.
However, if he was the second young master of the Jia family in Yanjing, that would be a different story.
Jia Zhaoqiang knew where his disadvantages were. Compared with other handsome young men, he felt that he was too simple-minded. Therefore, in order to make up for his shortcomings, Jia Zhaoqiang especially liked to spend money. Anyway, he had secretly calculated that according to his current daily consumption level, the current assets of the Jia family were enough for him to squander for 365 years - even if he gave 265 years to his eldest brother, he would still have 100 years of good time to enjoy.
Jia Zhaoqiang was very worried that he would not live to be a hundred years old, so he was particularly diligent when spending money.
For example, this time, in order to enjoy the highly anticipated Fengshan battle, Jia Zhaoqiang brought a convoy of Hummers. There were two bodyguards from the famous security company Golden Shield Security. In fact, he didn't need bodyguards at all, but the young men and women of wealthy families all had bodyguards. If he didn't bring two, wouldn't he be looked down upon? There was a chef and a life assistant, red wine produced by a Bordeaux wine cellar with a history of hundreds of years, a charcoal grill, and a rising second-tier star Li Qing, who he had agreed to meet with long ago.
Jia Zhaoqiang naturally gathered together with other young masters. They drank and boasted, and then dragged beautiful girls into the tent to have sex.
After Jia Zhaoqiang drank two bottles of wine and ate a few pieces of fatty but not greasy lamb legs, he became interested in that aspect and prepared to enter the tent dragging the little star named Li Qing.
Amid the teasing and mocking voices of the other young masters, Li Qing followed behind Jia Zhaoqiang shyly.
Whoosh------
A white shadow flashed past Jia Zhaoqiang's eyes, bringing up a gust of cold wind that blew towards Jia Zhaoqiang's body.
Jia Zhaoqiang stood there for a long time and asked, "Did you see anything?"
Li Qing was busy acting shy, how could she pay attention to other things
So she shook her head and said, "What? What didn't I see?"
Jia Zhaoqiang rubbed his eyes and said, "It seems that there is nothing - let's go in."
"You just want to act like a ghost and scare people." Li Qing pinched Jia Zhaoqiang's fat arm, more like tickling him and teasing him.
"I really saw a shadow." Jia Zhaoqiang said seriously. Seeing Li Qing's charming face, Jia Zhaoqiang felt that there was no need to waste time on trivial matters.
So Jia Zhaoqiang pulled Li Qing's hand and said, "Maybe I am dazzled. Come on, I am in the mood, today I will let you enjoy yourself------"
Snapped-----
A black object came towards Jia Zhaoqiang's face. Jia Zhaoqiang couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the object on his fat face.
"Who?" Jia Zhaoqiang shouted loudly. "Who the hell hit me?"
He reached out and touched his face, and there was a layer of greasy substance in the palm of his hand.
I put it in front of my nose and smelled it, and it smelled like roasted lamb.
Jia Zhaoqiang looked down at his feet and saw the suckling lamb leg that he had just eaten half of and thrown away.
He kicked the lamb's leg away and yelled at the top of his voice, "Who the hell threw something at me? What's the matter? Are you not satisfied with your fat master? If you are not satisfied, then come out and fight me one-on-one. Isn't it too shameful to hide in the dark and do such a thing?"
Jia Zhao was a strong man, but he was not stupid. He had already figured it out in his mind. There were only three families in this area that the Jia family could not afford to offend, and one of them was a woman. The other two families were stationed a little far away from him. Even if they wanted to hit him with roasted lamb legs, they probably didn't have the strength to do so. Therefore, the people who could throw roasted lamb legs at his face were naturally some people nearby that the Jia family was not afraid of.
"Jia Er, who hit you?"
"What are you yelling about? Even little celebrities can't stop you from talking."
"Lao Jia, if you don't come up, I won't be polite. Li Qing happens to be my type. How about I switch with you?"
Li Qing pulled Jia Zhaoqiang's arm and whispered, "Brother Qiang, let's go in - I'm scared."
Jia Zhaoqiang rubbed his fat face that was hurt by the lamb leg and said, "You bastard, don't let me know who did this shameless thing. If I knew, I would cut off all the pork head meat on your face one by one-----"
After saying those harsh words, Jia Zhaoqiang stuck his butt out and prepared to enter the tent when his anus suddenly tightened.
Snapped!
Something hard hit his butt again.
Jia Zhaoqiang turned around suddenly and yelled, "Who? Who did it? Get out here, you f*cking idiot! If you have the guts to challenge me, I'm going to peel off this dog skin off your body today."
When their employer was attacked, the two bodyguards, who were former soldiers, naturally came over to protect his safety.
"Master Qiang, it's a leg of lamb." One of the bodyguards picked up the suspected murder weapon from the ground with a knife and reported to Jia Zhaoqiang.
"What the hell-----" Jia Zhaoqiang looked carefully and found that it was the leg of lamb he had just thrown away.
Now, Jia Zhaoqiang couldn't utter any more curse words and felt a little uneasy.
You know, the place where they were stationed was at the edge of the canyon, and there was a river at the edge of the canyon called the Red River.
Just now, Jia Zhaoqiang threw the lamb leg out with great force, and the place where he threw it was exactly in the direction of the Red River. In other words, the roasted lamb leg should be lying quietly at the bottom of the Red River at this time-----
"Why did it appear again? And hit my butt?"
The more Jia Zhaoqiang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he felt that something was fishy.
"Master Qiang, should we search the surroundings?" another bodyguard asked.
"Brother Qiang, let's go in-----What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?" Li Qing saw that Jia Zhaoqiang's face was ashen and his eyes were full of fear.
Jia Zhaoqiang grabbed Li Qing's hand and said urgently: "Go back, let's go back immediately-----"
"Brother Qiang, are we not going to watch the final battle?"
"No more watching. Let's go now. Hurry up and drive. Go and drive. Ade and Aquan will take our car. Be alert."
"Yes." The two bodyguards didn't understand, but still agreed readily.
Being able to squeeze in the same car with the beautiful Li Qing is something they have always wanted.
You know, although Li Qing has not yet become a top star, he is already an unapproachable big shot in the eyes of these bodyguards.
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After the warm-up, it’s time to get down to business.
The dragon's hard-working body disappeared on the spot, and then suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan.
The dragon slapped out with a plain and simple palm.
Fang Yan reached out to greet it, but it was too late.
The palm was pressed towards his chest, and the Tai Chi heart naturally rotated. The energy in the body leaked out madly, and then gathered towards the chest that was about to be attacked by the dragon.
Snapped------
The palm hit a transparent ball of light, like a firefly that was free after the bottle cap was opened.
Starlight splashed everywhere, and Fang Yan's body flew backwards towards the outside.
Whoosh whoosh------
Fang Yan, who was in the air, still felt dizzy and heavy. He was not able to react or adapt to the rhythm of the attack.
The scene in Fang Yan's eyes was still at the moment when the dragon disappeared, but the dragon had already arrived in front of him.
When Fang Yan saw the dragon struggling to get in front of him, he slapped it away with his palm.
When Fang Yan saw the ordinary palm strike that the dragon had worked so hard to strike out and he stretched out his hand to block it, the palm strike was about to hit his chest.
If it weren't for the Tai Chi Heart naturally rotating when encountering danger, generating a protective air mass to guard his chest, that air mass would have held up the dragon's hard-working palms.
Although they were eventually torn into pieces by the palm strike from the Dragon God, which looked ordinary but contained great truth, they still managed to protect Fang Yan's vital points and saved his life.
Otherwise, who would endure the hard work of the dragon in vain
Fang Yan's body kept flying, flying over Ye Wenrou's head, flying over the mountains and forests, flying over the rocks, and was about to fly out of the range of the mountain, flying to a cliff where one foot would step into the air.
Fang Yan knew the height of Feilai Peak. If he fell down, he would surely die.
He forced himself to take a deep breath, then lifted his feet into the air and strode towards the top of Feilai Peak. He looked like an immortal walking in mid-air.
Snapped-------
Fang Yan landed on the ground with both feet, and then his throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Fang Yan, are you okay?" Ye Wenrou asked anxiously.
Ye Wenrou is also a master of the Heavenly Dao Realm. She also watched the duel closely, so she could better appreciate the magic of the palm strike that Shenlong had just made.
No, he doesn't look amazing at all.
His disappearance was very ordinary, and the palm he slapped out was also very ordinary.
There was no flying sand and rocks, nor thunder and lightning.
He just slapped out his palm so quietly and in an ordinary way.
But you can't avoid it, and you can't stop it.
Even if I could handle that palm strike just now, I would probably still end up being slapped away, right
"Is this the true strength of Shenlong Kunming?" Ye Wenrou thought with some worry. If this is the case, does Fang Yan really have a chance to win
"Fang Yan-------" Gongsun Qi just called out Fang Yan's name, and then quickly shut up.
Fang Yan is Master's opponent, and when the two of them are fighting, how can I worry too much about him
"Your eyes deceive you." Shenlong looked at Fang Yan with great difficulty and said in a deep voice. (To be continued)