My Teacher is Sun Wukong

at night.

Regent Grand Hotel.

"I am waiting for the lord."

Go through the lobby and walk upstairs. In front of the gate, a group of ancient warriors wearing black suits and black sunglasses shook hands at Xiao Fei and said in unison. They look a bit like a hacker, and they look very powerful. Give Xiao Fei a feeling that he is the boss.

Their dress is also specially arranged by Tang Li and others, because they know that Xiao Fei likes this. In fact, these black people are still in the lower layers of the ancient martial arts, and all the big men are inside.

"Welcome to the lord."

After walking in, the heads inside, repaired as high-strength scattered, stood up and greeted. Xiao Fei’s eyes swept away from the crowd, and she saw that Saihua’s Yang Qiaoer was in the crowd.

"Oh, you guys are all good, please sit down." Xiao Fei waved to them and said with a smile. Like the heads of those troops, they drove down to meet the subordinates.

"The safe return of the lord to this country is a great joy for my Chinese ancient martial arts community." Xiao Xinghua and Xiao Qianrou brought Xiao Fei to the middle stage. Xiao Xinghua waved his hand and said that everyone was quiet.

"All of you, I believe that everyone knows. Some time ago, our lord defeated the Japanese in the Japanese nation, destroyed the shrine, and destroyed the three armed forces... gave the Japanese a major blow, greatly raising the national prestige of China."

"In the past, although I led the troops and participated in the war against the United States. But that is only to protect the country and defend the country. Unlike the lord this time, he took the initiative to attack me and promoted China Huawei. I am not able to compare with the lords. I used to play American devils, not our biggest enemy, the Japanese."

"It can be said that the lord is the legend of our Chinese ancient martial arts. It is the hero of our China... He is the pride of our martial arts people."

Xiao Xinghua said that he stopped here. The chest is ups and downs, and the tone is very exciting, showing his inner excitement.

"The lord is mighty!"

"The lord is mighty!"

The following ancient warriors listened, stood up together and shouted in unison. Looking at Xiao Fei’s eyes is a complete worship. Even Yang Qiaoer, who is playing Huahua, is looking up at Xiao Fei. It seems that Xiao Fei is the master of the high, and they are the ones with a lower status. Overbearing masters chasing ladies

And seeing this group of ancient warriors, there are several rounds older than themselves. There are big people in the political circles of the localities, as well as big beautiful women. They all worship themselves so much, Xiao Fei could not help but be proud.

"Huaxia has such a lord, and it is the blessing of our generation of ancient warriors." Xiao Xinghua waved to tell everyone to sit down and continued: "I Xiaoxinghua is here to make a statement. After that, Xiaomeng told me what to do, even if it is to My old life, I am not leaving."

"I am willing to wait for the Xiaomeng master to go through the fire." The people below listened and expressed their opinions.

After reading their attitude, Xiao Fei nodded slightly in his heart. It seems that they are now completely obsessed with themselves.

The obedience of these ancient warriors is not that Xiao Fei intimidated with evil means. It is his behavior and character that makes these people fear in their hearts. Such a younger brother will never rebel in the future.

In the past, the ancient Chinese Wuwu community was a loose sand. Now, because of the emergence of Xiao Fei, they have become an iron fist. And the ability to use this iron fist is the young league leader Xiao Fei.

"Now, please take your glasses!" Xiao Xinghua said. Finished, raised the wine glass in the front plate.

The ancient warriors on the seats below listened and stood up. Raised the glass and looked very serious.

"We now represent the people of the ancient Chinese martial arts, all the martial arts, and a glass of wine to the lord." Xiao Xinghua turned to Xiao Fei, improved the tone, said in a full-fledged manner, "Lord, please!"

"Lord, please!"

The following more than one hundred representatives of the ancient martial arts, who were trained as strong, also shouted loudly. They are all ancient warriors, and their voices are full of anger. It is a tsunami that shouts out together.

Fortunately, they have already packaged the restaurant and told the waiters not to come up on the first floor, and did not disclose the news.

At this time Xiao Xiaotou's granddaughter Xiao Qianrou went to Xiao Fei's side, as the role of the master of ceremonies, holding a wine glass in one hand, holding a bottle of Maotai in one hand, and handing Xiao Fei to the hands of him.

Seeing Xiao Qianrou’s white little hand, Xiao Fei’s heart moved. Can not help but quietly pinched, took the opportunity to eat her tofu. No. 250 system king's love history

"I am dizzy, such a serious moment, you still want to eat tofu?" Xiao Qianrou was mad in his heart. But did not say anything, turned and left.

This scene is also seen by other ancient warriors. Everyone is waiting to give him a toast, and his eyes are watching him not wanting to see it. However, they are also serious, only when they did not see.

The character of the lords, they are not the first day to know.

"I said Xiao Laotou, you have to respect my wine, how do you drink good wine, but give me a bad drink?" Xiao Fei did not pick up the glass, frowning asked. The Moutai bottle that Xiao Qianrou had poured to him looked very old. The wines in front of those ancient warriors are the blue of dreams of thousands of dollars.

"Amount, the lord you misunderstood. Xiaorou gave you the wine, it is the best, you will know when you drink." Xiao Xinghua listened, said with a look of sorrow.

Under normal circumstances, to respect a person, the toasted person will never say that the wine is good or bad. However, Xiao Fei’s mind has no concept of etiquette and arbitrariness.

And if the bottle is old, does it mean that the wine is not good? That can be completely wrong. The bottle of Maotai they gave to Xiao Fei was in the last century, in the 1950s. At that time, I relied on this batch of Maotai to maintain international relations. All must be exported, leaving only five bottles in the country.

If it wasn’t because Xiao’s old man was in the military, he couldn’t get it. Some time ago, I auctioned a bottle of Handi Maotai internationally and sold a price of 9 million. And this bottle of Maotai is ten times more precious than Handi Maotai.

The real Chinese wine is arguably priceless. Some people who worship foreigners and other foreigners said that the foreign Lafite in the past eight or two years is a good wine. I don’t know that compared with Maotai, the price can’t match the price.

However, Xiao Fei, but does not understand the market.

"That's alright." Xiao Fei said, and said that he had picked up the glass. Those ancient warriors who toasted were relieved, and under the leadership of Xiao Xinghua, they drank.

Xiao Fei also followed, and after drinking, he moved his lips and said: "It really is good wine."

"The wine that is more expensive than the nine million is of course good wine." The hearts of the people could not help but say. Although they are all powerful ancient martial artists, they still can't drink this kind of wine.