Hearing the answer from the weird man, Jiang Fei was not surprised.

Because after hearing his self-reported home, Jiang Fei has already guessed this possibility.

This plateau small drunkard is really the apprentice of the top high-alcoholic monk in the Chinese rivers and lakes.

It is no wonder that this man will have such a strong and unshakable atmosphere, and he has the perception that he can almost compete with Jiang Fei!

Yes, this jug man has never been to the Chiang doctor's hospital before, and he never even knows Jiang Fei. He doesn't know how Jiang Fei looks. However, he just came to the Chiang doctor's medical center today, and he can accurately find out where Jiang Fei is and recognize Jiang Fei.

That is because the real master has more control over the surrounding environment than the average person. Especially for the perception of other people who are masters, it is even clearer!

It's like two radars, and as soon as they get close to the signal, they can know each other immediately.

Therefore, the man of the jug discovered Jiang Fei, and Jiang Fei also knew that a master had visited the door when he entered the Chiang doctor's hospital.

The two men left the Chiang's medical hall side by side. Just when Jiang Fei considered what was the right place to talk and negotiate, and let him test the person's intentions and strengths, the drunk suddenly pointed at a car and said, "Let's go, boarding."

Jiang Fei is a bit worried about this.

This guy is not so different from the original savage, just like the ancient people crossed to modern, he also drove?

Jiang Fei looked at the other person's eyes and the result was even more shocked. The muscles on his face could not help but convulsion. The corner of the eye is paralyzed

What did he see?

This guy is not only driving, but even a license plate sign is a good-handed ‘force’ Bentley!

This car. Less than five million. Even in Jincheng, the first developed provincial city in the west, such a car is definitely a rare luxury car.

This is wearing a coarse cloth. Like a gangster, a savage who doesn't have enough to drink, is a Bentley? This is too high! Even Jiang Fei has not had time to have such a car.

Fortunately, Jiang Fei is not an ordinary person and has a strong ability to accept. If other people, such as Xiao Liu, a nurse at Jiang’s Medical Center, know that this very strange and very strange man, in addition to the unusual temperament, there are Bentley as a substitute, and he is surprised to be shouted. Shouting. I started to make a fool.

"These masters are all loaded with a good hand!" After Jiang Fei took the high-end atmosphere of Bentley, he couldn't help but groan.

It seems that whether it is in ancient times or in modern times, as long as it is a master hero, it is generally unlikely that it will be mixed too badly, and it is unlikely that there will be a shortage of money. Life is sure to be gusto.

In fact, think about it, even in the modern scientific legal society, but if a force value is really beyond the ordinary people in the rivers and lakes. There are quite a few ways to get the money, and it is not difficult.

Not to mention killing these illegal activities, is to do some bodyguards for some local bosses, each income is enough to make the general white-collar workers scream. Not to mention hooking up a lady. Or what is the overbearing female president, then the money will be spent, and it will not be used...

However, what Jiang Fei can't figure out is. You are obviously so high masters, they are such awesome characters. Just give yourself a better head to die?

Bentley is on, but he is wearing a coarse cloth. You are going out to deliberately pretend to be poor, play pigs and eat tigers to force face?

"This car is yours?" Jiang Fei could not help but ask.

"Why, can't I have this kind of car?" The drunkard seems to have guessed the thoughts of Jiang Fei's heart. He smiled and said: "You are such a powerful master, the profession is a doctor, and a medical center is set up. Going up is more strange than me?"

But at least I didn't play pigs like you. Jiang Fei groaned in his heart.

"Where are we going?" Jiang Fei changed a topic.

"tea party!"

"Tea party? You call yourself a drunk, with a wine gourd at your waist, do you drink tea?"

"You don't have to drink tea when you go to a tea party. And even if you drink, you drink."

Jiang Fei waved his hand and said: "Let's not let these imaginary heads go. Just go straight, you can say it in this car. You found me today, for what happened. You also saw it. I am very busy. There are dozens of patients waiting for me to see a doctor in the afternoon."

So far, Jiang Fei still can't figure out whether this person is an enemy or a friend, and what kind of purpose he is looking for. Therefore, Jiang Fei did not have much interest in talking to him.

Even if this person is a disciple of a drunkard monk, Jiang Fei is not afraid of him. If his master alcoholic monk came in person, Jiang Fei might still be afraid of three points.

Just for him, Jiang Fei feels the smell of this guy, and can faintly notice his inner strength, Jiang Fei feels his own magic, and some are unbearable!

It’s so powerful to use the celestial map to show a sword in my mind. I don’t know when the master will come to find himself. Jiang Fei has a very insecure feeling recently.

Before that, even if you can't get enough experience points and skill points, you will upgrade the solitary sword to the second floor. But if you can make your own Beiming magic work fade and increase your internal strength, it is also for strength. Great help can make your combat power soar.

From a certain perspective, Jiang Fei is not afraid of someone coming to find trouble, and even welcomes a master to come to find trouble.

"Reassured, this tea party will not last long. And I also promise that you will be very interested in what we are talking about today." The little drunkard unveiled the bottle of gourd bottle and said after pouring a large mouthful of spirits.

Is this guy going to be a six-pulse sword, and drinking so many spirits will not be drunk?

The place where the Bentley car finally stopped was at the Wangchenglou Park in Jincheng.

There is a large bamboo forest in this park. I heard that the scene of the fight between the tyrants of the movie "Fengyun Dazhixiaxia" and Nie Feng's son Nie Renwang was filmed here.

However, Jiang Fei has never heard of any tea clubs here.

They come, the security.

After the car stopped outside the park, Jiang Fei and the drunkard slowly went deep into the bamboo forest trail.

Bamboo is different from trees. Even in winter, bamboo leaves will not fade and yellow. It is still green and cypress. Unfortunately, the winter in Jincheng rarely snows, and even small snow is rare, let alone the accumulation of thick snow. If not, in such a bamboo sea, boil a pot of good wine, or a pot of good tea, there is a bit of Cao Cao and Liu Bei brewing wine on the heroic atmosphere.

Suddenly, the alcoholic's footsteps stopped.

Jiang Fei naturally followed.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is really a pavilion. There are no other tourists nearby, but there are two stoves that are boiling the teapot with charcoal. From the smell, one of the teapots is tea, and it is also good. But in another teapot, the wine is cooked, and it is a spirit.

"Not a tea party? Just two of us?" Jiang Fei asked with a frown.

The drunkard shrugged indifferently, then looked at Jiang Fei with a eager eye and said: "Nobody is just right, let's play one game first!"

Jiang Fei is speechless.

The environment is good here, and it is also good for fighting. But don't you just want to fight, just run here? This savage-like guy not only likes to play pigs and eat tigers, but also is very emotional?

"It’s okay to play with you. But let me figure out what you are looking for." Jiang Fei said...

“Is this question important? What does this have to do with our fight?” asked the drunkard.

"There is a big relationship." Jiang Fei nodded. His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at him and said, "Because... I know your purpose, can you be sure that you are killing you, or you are merciless."

Jiang Fei’s tone is a bit worried.

If this drunk is a thought of being unfriendly, and wanting to come to him for no reason, Jiang Fei will not mind to absorb all his internal strength for his own use today.

This guy seems to be no older than Miyamoto, and the time to develop his inner strength is certainly not that long. However, since his cultivation can achieve this step, even if he is a talented person, the internal strength will certainly not be weak, and he can always improve his cultivation of the Northern Spirit.

"Bare enough!" The drunkard was not angry, and the excitement in his eyes was even stronger.

After drinking a big sip of wine again, I suddenly threw the wine gourd in my hand and the wine gourd was thrown to the stone table. It was accurate and did not shake.

"Then you... just treat me as killing you!"

Hey!

The cloth shoes and the bluestone floor at the foot of the drunkard give the dull sound of the teeth, and each step is like stepping on the tip of the enemy.

The drunkard rushed toward Jiang Fei.

The speed is not too fast, the palms seem to be waving in the air without any rules, but when he swims with both palms, the air sends a strong 'whistling' wind.

No, it’s not so accurate to describe it with a scream, it should be the voice of ‘嘶嘶’! It was as if his hands were making a huge balloon out of the air, and the balloon was filled with air. The big hand of the drunkard continually squeezes the balloon, compressing the air inside to the most dense state, and slowly gathering the most powerful energy.

Among them, two leaves fell from the sky to the palm of the drunkard, directly smashed by the powerful energy of this group, and then excluded.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fei’s face became dignified.

He knew from the beginning that this drunkard was a master, but he did not expect to become a virtue.

This set of palms is too impractical, and it can be said that it is beyond the scope of ordinary palms.

Move your hands and control the airflow! (To be continued...)