Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

After ending the call, Xia came to the dining table and said to the white foreign chef wearing a white chef's uniform and chef's hat: "Hello, can you give me a medium-rare steak?"

The chef nodded and said with a smile: "No problem, it is my honor to serve you, the beautiful lady."

She picked up the medium-rare steak that had been cut into small pieces and smeared with black pepper sauce, and took a bite. Blood overflowed and filled her mouth, making Xia's satisfied eyes narrow into crescents.

At this moment, the elevator door opened outside, and Fang Lin and Wei Tingxuan walked towards the banquet hall amid the welcome of the cheongsam women at the entrance of the venue.

At the entrance of the hall, Yao Chengjun stood in a corner with his arms folded. After seeing Fang Lin appear, he walked towards Fang Lin.

Seeing Yao Chengjun, Fang Lin slowed down and watched him walking towards him.

"I heard that you haven't arrived yet, so I didn't go in to disturb others. I made a special trip to wait for you outside the door."

Yao Chengjun came to Fang Lin and took the initiative to extend his hand: "I am Yao Chengjun."

Fang Lin looked calm and stretched out his hand to hold Yao Chengjun's hand: "Fang Lin."

These are two big, powerful hands. After holding each other together, the two people mustered up their strength almost in no particular order!

Feeling the strength from Yao Chengjun's big hands like steel pliers, if it were an ordinary person, he could crush the opponent's hand into pulp in minutes.

Fang Lin didn't give in, wrapped his hand with magic power, and held it back with greater strength.

Yao Chengjun's hands were like steel pliers, powerful and hard.

But Fang Lin's hand has endless power, which seems to be endless.

For a while, the two of them held each other's hands and were in a stalemate.

Wei Tingxuan's eyelids twitched and cold sweat broke out from his temples.

It wasn't until three minutes passed that Wei Tingxuan finally couldn't help but said: "Fang Lin, the banquet is still waiting for you, can you two let go?"

Fang Lin smiled lightly and said: "No rush, no rush.

What do you think? "

He said the last three words while staring at Yao Chengjun.

Yao Chengjun's face showed nothing, and he smiled slightly and said: "Of course, there is no rush."

But for some reason, his voice was a little weird.

So, neither of them had any intention of letting go and continued to hold hands.

They stared at each other, as if two javelins were nailed there, motionless, like sculptures.

As time passed, the two shook hands outside the gate and finally alerted the people in the hall.

Jingxiu was relatively close to the door and was one of the first people to come out to watch. She was dressed beautifully and wanted to say hello to Fang Lin, but because she felt the weird atmosphere, she didn't dare to speak at all.

He had to stand aside like everyone else, watching a little helplessly.

After Su Jian, Zhang Xihua and others came out, Zhang Xihua asked strangely because they were familiar with each other: "Captain Su, who is that person shaking hands with Fang Lin? Why are you so rude and don't let go of Fang Lin's hand?" What's going on?"

Su Jian's pupils tightened. The captain of the criminal police brigade, who had just arrested a bunch of high-level business figures in Handong Province a few days ago and had gained a great reputation in the public security system, was shocked and shocked at this moment.

Su Jian said in an almost trembling voice: "Old Zhang, keep your voice down."

Zhang Xihua said in confusion: "Why do you lower your voice?"

Su Jian swallowed and said, "He is... Yao Chengjun!"

"Who is Yao Chengjun?" Zhang Xihua was puzzled again.

As the bloody war god of the Huaxia Kingdom, Yao Chengjun is very famous, but it is not known to everyone.

This is a normal thing.

For most people, what they care more about is the daily necessities around them and the things they care about.

The status of the governor and mayor is high enough, and it can influence everyone's life, but if you randomly pick ten people on the street, less than one in ten will know the names of the governor and mayor.

As a leader of the Ministry of Health and Education, it is normal for Zhang Xihua not to know Yao Chengjun.

But Su Jian was different. As the saying goes, the military and police are one family. Although he had nothing to do with the army, due to the special nature of his work, Su Jian, as a policeman, knew more about soldiers.

If there is any soldier who can penetrate into the hearts of every Chinese in the past few years, it is understandable that it must be Yao Chengjun.

Hearing Zhang Xihua's question, Su Jian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Old Zhang, besides fishing, you should also get together with others to chat and read the news after work."

Zhang Xihua frowned and didn't understand why his question to someone was related to watching the news.

Could it be that the young man who shook hands with Fang Lin was famous?

Jing Xiu, who was on the side, didn't know who Yao Chengjun was. Seeing Su Jian start to talk slowly, he also hurriedly listened.

Then he saw Su Jian staring at Yao Chengjun's tall back, and said slowly in an almost admiring tone: "You may not know the name Yao Chengjun, but he has a resounding nickname. You should have heard of it, that is ——Blood, battle, God!”

"What?"

"He is the God of Blood War?"

Although Zhang Xihua didn't know Yao Chengjun, he was familiar with the three words Blood War God!

Zhang Xihua almost blurted out: "Is that the bloody god of war who led a ten-man team to annihilate thousands of terrorists at the northwest border?"

Jingxiu said in surprise: "That's right

The bloody God of War who, by himself, sank his country's submarine that penetrated into our waters without permission? "

"..."

Everyone around them opened their eyes wide and couldn't help but ask.

There are too many deeds of the Blood God of War, and most of them are only selectively announced by the state. The real exaggerated deeds will not be known to the general public at all.

But just these are enough to shock everyone.

Someone was surprised and asked: "I heard that the Blood God of War retired. Why?"

Su Jian shook his head and said: "There are many rumors about his retirement, but the military has not given a positive statement, and they are not credible."

Everyone had one thought in their minds at this time, that is, why did Yao Chengjun appear here?

And why did he keep shaking hands with Fang Lin, the protagonist of this banquet?

Countless question marks appear in everyone's mind.

At this time, Ren Xun, Qi Zejiang, Shen Wanchong and others who got the news also came out one after another.

Seeing Yao Chengjun shaking hands with Fang Lin, these big guys from Handong Province all looked gloomy.

Long Qiangwei's eyes flickered and she said to herself: "Is he Yao Chengjun? He doesn't look like much, but Fang Lin is more pleasing to the eye."

Xia stood in the corner of the crowd, her eyes flashing with excitement, and she whispered to herself enthusiastically: "With a mission target of 20 million US dollars, and the Blood War God of China, can you kill two birds with one stone?"

She put her hand into her bag and touched the special lipstick. After squinting her eyes, she put the lipstick back.

“It would be a bit boring to kill the two of them now.

After all, the banquet has just begun. If we don’t have a glass of wine with them, especially the Blood God of War, it will be a bit unsatisfactory. "