The Demon Lord has too many aliases

However, at this moment, he is obviously not the protagonist in tonight's drama, not even a supporting role.

The real protagonist stands in the center of the stage, receiving everyone's attention calmly and naturally.

This posture is not like receiving the hostile scrutiny of others, but more like a king patrolling his territory and receiving the respect of his subjects.

The courtyard was quiet for several breaths.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

Chen Sansi, the owner of Rongfeng Pavilion, who still looked rich, stood up first. He cupped his hands at the visitor with a friendly expression on his face: "What a person who has come for an appointment! If I remember correctly, you don't seem to be here with me. On the invitation list of Rongfeng Pavilion.

"While speaking, the good old boss Chen glanced at the ruined courtyard, and on his round face, a pair of small eyes narrowed.

"...I'm afraid there's something wrong with coming here uninvited and rashly injuring the guard?" "What's wrong?" The visitor looked around and let out a chuckle.

His face was as pale as paper, with a coldness about it.

However, the pupils are extremely dark and the eyeliner is deep.

Although his appearance was not outstanding, when he smiled, he exuded an inexplicable evil aura, and there was an indescribable arrogance in his leering eyes.

"——I said I had an appointment, so of course I did.

" But when he moved his wrist, something flew out of his sleeve and shot towards Chen Sansi's face in the blink of an eye.

Chen Sansi, who seemed to be extremely obese, almost immediately darkened his face. He immediately dodged away with a flexible posture that was completely inconsistent with his bloated body, and stretched out two chubby fingers to pinch it.

Both of their actions only happened in an instant.

Others present only felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, and in just a blink of an eye, the thing passed by their eyes, but with a sound of "duh", it firmly penetrated into the red lacquer pillar beside Chen Sansi.

——That turned out to be a dark red invitation.

At this moment, the thin invitation was driven into the pillar like a blade by the influence of the true energy, and the end of it swayed twice.

Several lines of clear and beautiful fonts are exposed on the surface.

Almost all the businessmen present subconsciously reached into their arms and looked at the invitation that belonged to them.

Chen Sansi put away his two bloody fingers that had been shaved off, and looked sideways at the invitation deeply embedded in the pillar.

Seeing the familiar name of the inviter looking up, the friendly smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"President Zhu of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce... did you kill him?" He stared at the young man not far away.

"Boss Chen really misunderstood me as a person, but I had a very pleasant conversation with President Zhu.

"The young man sighed and smiled.

"I heard that Rongfeng Pavilion is holding a banquet tonight. I am sincere and come with the invitation in compliance with the rules. Why do the guards dare to deny it and turn me away?" "So in the next moment, I got very angry and asked you, Boss Chen. Disposed of them.

"As he spoke, his eyes swept around him calmly: "I, General Xuan of Zu Kui, have always been bold in taking action! If there is anything wrong with it, Boss Chen can point it out and Zu Kuimen will take full responsibility for it.

"There was silence in the courtyard for a moment. Under the strong pressure formed by the invisible momentum, no one dared to say a word.

“I see, it seems to be a misunderstanding.

" Separated by a long distance, the two looked at each other for a while, and Chen Sansi was the first to let go.

"It's just two guarding dogs, but they are blind and bark at the distinguished guests..." Without turning his head, he smiled and ordered the people around him: "Drag him down and kill him.

"Immediately, someone stepped forward and dragged away the two guards who fell on the ground like dead dogs.

Yan Weilou watched this scene calmly.

Chen Sansi stretched out his hand again and made an invitation gesture: "Since Brother Zhu has voluntarily given the invitation to you, please come and take a seat.

" Lines of well-trained servants poured into the courtyard. In just a few moments, the courtyard that had been smashed into a mess quickly returned to its original state.

The sound of silk strings was heard again, and the untouched delicacies were removed again and replaced with freshly baked portions.

The frightened big businessmen also calmed down in a short period of time. Some were chatting and laughing, while others were pretending to be calm.

Yan Weilou took the place of the unlucky guy named Zhu and sat on a seat near the boss.

He threw the empty wine glass on the table and said to a plainly dressed and average-looking young man who came to him at some point: "Serve the wine!" He wanted to find out the details of the fake, but suddenly Jiang Xuan, who was caught holding a strong man, was stunned for a moment and was about to get angry.

Under the probing and urging eyes of the other party, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, put on a businesslike smile on his face, and held up the delicate jade pot.

The gurgling wine in the pot is like a clear wine spring, and is slowly poured into the jade wine cup.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan probably had ten thousand MMPs in his heart that he wanted to blurt out, and his lowered eyes revealed deep sorrow and indignation.

Is it easy for him! He worked hard dormant and acting in the enemy's territory, working hard as a cow and horse, and worried that he would be stabbed to death by hidden masters anytime and anywhere.

But in the end, this counterfeit came to the door in his name, acted arrogantly, and sent batches of blame, and finally asked him, the real one, Xuan Dimei to pour wine? ...It’s too much, this fake is too much! Not to mention that he stole his identity without saying a word, and that the temperament and appearance of the pirated version far surpassed that of the genuine one. It was actually even more arrogant than the genuine one! Jiang Xuan felt aggrieved, but the banquet was lively.

Dancers in various shapes are as graceful as butterflies, shuttling back and forth, while a rich violinist plays a tune gently and slowly in the corner.

In the main seat, Chen Sansi suddenly clapped his hands.

A few crisp sounds attracted everyone's attention.

Almost all the businessmen present put down their wine glasses, straightened their backs, subconsciously leaned forward, and stared at him with sharp eyes.

After brewing for so long, tonight’s drama is finally here! "Everyone, everyone must already know the purpose of my banquet today.

"Chen Sansi looked solemn, and the fat on his face squeezed his eyes into slits. "And being willing to accept the post means that everyone is also caring.

"When talking about the invitation, he glanced at someone who was drinking alone.

At this time, Yan Weilou was serving Jiang Xuan with good wine and meat. While feasting, he looked at everyone curiously, as if he were watching a crowd.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you just sneaked in to eat and drink.

The presidents of several other chambers of commerce present nodded their heads, and the one with an impatient personality spoke hurriedly: "Boss Chen is right! If it weren't for dealing with Xiaoyao Tower, how would we have the chance to sit in the same place and drink? "Xiaoyaolou has been eating meat for too long, but we have to fight for even a few bones after us."

"Immediately there was another voice with a strange Qi Yang, and he answered slowly and unhurriedly, "This is not a long-term solution.

"Yes, everyone knows the purpose of this time, otherwise they wouldn't come to the appointment."

Boss Chen, just tell me what you want to do, don't be secretive, it's so embarrassing! Seeing everyone urging him, Chen Sansi smiled and said, "Well, I've already contacted a few friends..." Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden crackling sound around him, and spattering porcelain pieces rolled on the ground.

It turned out that a dancer was too nervous and frightened. She accidentally tripped while dancing and bumped into the table, causing the cups and plates to fall to the floor.

She quickly fell to her knees, trembling, her head drooped, and she repeatedly apologized.