Playboy and Cheng Yulu quickly got into their respective cars and headed towards Chaotian Palace. Tonight is destined to be an unsettled night. All masters and dignitaries are gathering here, and almost all the upper floors of the capital have arrived.

About ten minutes later, Tang San arrived at the gate of Chaotian Palace while being watched all the way. He responded calmly to all glances, not being humiliated, and threw a few silver dollars to the rickshaw master. Tang San's eyes fell on the huge palace in front of him.

The palace is entirely made of wood, with red as the background color. Various beautiful murals are carved on the pillars and walls. The palace is in ancient style, majestic. When I saw these three words, I felt refreshed, as if I saw a martial artist who stood upright in the sky, standing proudly under the sky, alone with the supreme domineering domineering over all beings.

Although it was only a fleeting fantasy, Tang San knew that the person who wrote the three characters of Chaotian Palace must be a master of martial arts, and could even incorporate his own temperament into the words and leave it to future generations.

Just as Tang San was staring at the palace plaque, the security guards at the banquet had already walked towards him, these guards looked at Tang San with vigilant eyes and said, "This gentleman, the Chaotian Palace is important, idlers are not allowed to enter, I don't know if gentleman is coming. People at the banquet."

At this time, Tang San was wearing an ordinary warrior uniform, not like a dignitary, but like a warrior who traveled all over the world. Suddenly appearing here, it naturally attracted the attention of these security guards.

Looking at the three security guards surrounding him, Tang San glanced at them with sharp eyes and said, "I'm a competitor of the Northwest Wulin, but I'm not with the team. Now I want to go in, what should I do."

Among the three security guards, the big guy who spoke just now said, "Are you a contestant? I'll ask the receptionist, wait a moment."

After the security guard left, the other two security guards kept staring at Tang San, looking at their bulging waists, they knew that the two were carrying pistols, and they seemed to be special, but unfortunately they were fine with ordinary people, for Tang San Not much use.

Tang San didn't take it seriously either, standing aside, folded his arms across his chest, watching the stream of people entering Chaotian Palace.

High-ranking officials, socialites, martial arts masters, wealthy businessmen and celebrities all gathered here. All their vehicles were small cars or gorgeous carriages. No one came here in a rickshaw like Tang San.

At this time, many people looked at Tang San who was surrounded by two security guards, but they looked around, some with disdain on their faces, some with indifference, and some with contempt, and some people saw them on the way. Tang San shot, but his face was solemn, or very interested.

Back then, the king of the Northwest settled the world with a battle, and brought decades of peace for the country. Since then, the existence of warriors has once again entered the attention of everyone, and the terrifying power like a **** has been longed by countless people. Some people know that it is impossible to obtain, but it does not prevent them from admiring these warriors.

As for those who have seen Tang San take action, many of them are experts, maybe not high in cultivation, but in the capital city, they have never eaten pork or seen a pig run.

Tang San's terrifying combat power made them feel astonished from the bottom of their hearts. The peak of internal power was no opponent, and they were defeated with one move. Some people had already speculated that Tang San might be the legendary genius with great perfection of internal power. There is a chance to enter a higher level, and they know exactly what that realm represents.

Each of the eight disciples under the Northwest Throne is a martial artist, and each has a magical soldier in his hand, guarding the Kyushu, and they are like thunder in the hearts of officials and nobles from all walks of life in the capital.

Seeing Tang San who might step into the ranks of Martial Daoists in the future, he naturally gave him twelve points of attention, and some people even started to make friends.

A young man in traditional Chinese clothes came to Tang San, smiled slightly: "This is Mr. Tang, it's a pleasure to meet Mr. Tang in Xia Jade Hills, why didn't Mr. Tang go in and was stopped Are you here?"

Tang San raised his brows, looking at the familiar Jade Hills in front of him and scrutinized carefully, this man was in his twenties, his eyes flashed with shrewd light from time to time, and his whole body showed a mature and capable temperament. Strangely: "Mr. Yuqiuling, I don't seem to know you, do you have anything to do with me?"

Hearing this, Yuqiuling smiled and said, "We have never lived together, but Mr. Tang San's name is like thunder, the first young master of the Northwest Wulin, the legendary top master who is not bad enough to be a King Kong, has already spread all over the country. "

Tang San raised his brows and said secretly: "You really came prepared, you know my identity in such a short time, it seems that you have a purpose in wanting to befriend me."

Thinking of this, Tang San looked at Yuqiuling and said, "Mr. Yuqiuling knows a lot about me~lightnovelpub.net~ but I don't know who you are at all, it's a bit unfair."

Yu Qiuling smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Tang wants to know who I am. It's very simple. I am the son of Yu Manlou, the vice president of the Republic, and now I hold the position of chief of the Beijing Police Department. I don't know if Mr. Tang San is satisfied."

When Tang San heard this, he raised his brows, looked at Yuqiuling and said, "I didn't expect you to be the chief of the police station, the vice president's son, but we don't seem to have anything in common. Do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's nothing to do, but come here to get familiar, I want to make friends with Mr. Tang San."

Looking at Yuqiuling's seemingly sincere appearance, Tang San said lightly, "Mr. Yuqiuling is the son of the dignified vice president, and he is also the chief of the police station. He has a high position and makes friends with me. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Yuqiuling laughed and said: "Mr. Tang San doesn't seem to trust people in the official position very much. Now is not the era when chivalrous people use martial arts to violate the ban. When the powerful and powerful don't make friends with martial arts masters, every young and powerful person with potential will be The person we attract, like Mr. Tang San, is a master with almost no bottom line, and we are more than happy to make friends."

After a pause, Yuqiuling continued: "It's inconvenient to speak here, Mr. Tang San, please come with me, I can guarantee your identity, let's go in together."

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "I'll thank you for that."

As a human being, talking to people and talking to ghosts, no matter what the other party's goal is, since he can help him solve his troubles, he will naturally accept it happily. As for whether he will reciprocate in the future, it depends on Tang San's mood.