Chapter 1021

Hearing this, Bai Zifan naturally understands Duan Xuhui's tricks. This is telling Bai Zifan with the actual situation that even if he gets the property, he doesn't have enough people to support this big business.

"And there's an old man coming downstairs, bringing more than a dozen people, looking strange."

old man? Frowning, baizifan came to the hotel hall directly.

As Bai Zifan had guessed before, the one sitting in the hall was Han Haiqing who loaded the fork and delivered the knife yesterday.

No matter what Han Haiqing's skill is, fan, who can drink tea even when he drinks Soybean milk, is definitely not an ordinary person.

Glancing at the people sitting near other tables, Bai Zifan focuses on Han Haiqing.

"Coming?" Han Haiqing asked lightly.

"Here we are."

"Sit down."

"Oh," said Bai Zifan, sitting in front of Han Haiqing.

"The soy milk here is good." Han Haiqing continued to say calmly.

"Of course, it's Kung Fu soy milk."

"Kung Fu soybean milk?"

"Yes, it's made by my martial uncle Feng Zijiang himself with his feet. His leg technique is very exquisite. He can crush soybeans with one foot. In order to ensure that the taste is enough, when my martial uncle makes soymilk, he is still barefoot and dare not wear socks and shoes."

Before Bai Zifan finished, Han Haiqing, who was drinking soybean milk, spat out directly.

Fortunately, Bai Zifan had been ready, so he dodged, and was not sure to be spurted by Han Haiqing.

Looking at Han Haiqing's constant retching, Bai Zifan's heart was filled with dark cool waves. He dared to fork in front of me, the son of the plane. This is the price!

After being tossed about by Bai Zifan, Han Haiqing couldn't hold the momentum of eating money. He wiped his mouth and said awkwardly, "you are very cold here."

"How much money can you make by selling breakfast? Anyway, we're going to make a lot of money. We're not going to do this business in the future. "

Cold hum, Han Haiqing light said: "is not going to do, or can't do? Bai Zifan, no matter what kind of business it is, there must be enough people to support it. You see, if you offend people who can't, you can't even open a breakfast shop. "

"Even if you get Duan Xuhui's martial arts school, what can you do? In Sanxian mountain, I'm afraid you can't even hire an old man to clean up, let alone recruit a disciple, and you can't earn a cent. You say, if you get to that point, why do you have to do it? "

"I can change hands."

How can I buy it? This method is really powerful, powerful enough to make Han Haiqing speechless.

After all, even if baizifan could not run the martial arts school under Duan Xuhui's destruction, it was enough to sell. Compared with the small thieves, the cleavage gate was a huge thing. But in front of those aristocratic families, the cleavage gate became a small one. They would not estimate what the cleavage gate was.

"Bai Zifan, don't mistake yourself. Something happened here yesterday, right? Don't you know what it means? One day's time is not enough. Do you understand the power of chopping the wind gate? "

"I don't really understand."

After a fierce color appeared on his face, Han Haiqing didn't talk nonsense either. Instead, he slowly picked up a teacup in his right hand and held it in his hand. After a "click click" sound, a stream of powder came out of his fingers.

If you want to crush a teacup, not to mention a third rate warrior, even a strong man can crush it as long as he is not afraid of palm injury. But if you want to crush it into such a fine powder, you can't do it yourself.

"Today, I invited more than a dozen school leaders to be peacemakers together. Although things are going on in the world, it's still important to make peace. I don't want to solve this problem by violence. Of course, if you want to force me, I'll have to bully the small."

With that, Han Haiqing looks at Bai Zifan. For Bai Zifan's frozen expression, Han Haiqing is obviously very satisfied.

It's a pity that Han Haiqing didn't know that he was not surprised at his superb skill, but was completely confused.

Bai Zifan does not gnaw a voice, a middle-aged person nearby can't help it. As soon as he pats the table, he says angrily: "boy, the old man has already said this for his part. It's enough to give you face. Don't be shameless!"

"Why do you want to do it? I really want to compete with the elders. "

"Just you? You deserve it. Let me teach you a lesson for the old man who doesn't know the superiority of heaven and earth. " The man who spoke before continued.

After glancing at him, Bai Zifan is totally lazy to pay attention to him. He just looks at Han Haiqing.

This is the face that people in the Jianghu value most. Han Haiqing has to say something about Bai Zifan's provocative appearance.

Standing up slowly, Han Haiqing waved his arms and used a few palm techniques. Then he closed his eyes and squatted like constipation. At this time, a stream of smoke appeared on Han Haiqing's head.

Even if there is no formal entry, the combat effectiveness is almost the same as that of Jindan period.

With a sharp drink, Han Haiqing turns to the void and claps out a small tree as thick as an arm at the door of the hotel.

This scene is the first time that they have heard of it.

Feng Zijiang is scared to run out, for fear that Han Haiqing will collapse his dilapidated hotel.

"Between you and me, there is a difference in seniority. Even if I win you, there is no glory. Bai Zifan, as long as you can catch my hand just now, I don't care about it. What's the matter?"

At this time, Xia Yongmei, who hears the news and goes downstairs, immediately gives Bai Zifan a fierce wink, but her eyes are about to stare out. Bai Zifan still doesn't respond at all. Instead, she puts on a starting gesture, like she wants to fight with Han Haiqing to the end.

Time seems to solidify in this moment. Everyone is in a dull state waiting to see a good play, while Bai Zifan and Han Haiqing are also in the mood, and nothing happens.

"Martial uncle, what are they doing?" After waiting for a few seconds, Xia Yongmei asked curiously.

"Well, you don't understand. They are all masters. They are fighting with ideas."

Half a minute later, Xia Yongmei asked again, "have they decided yet?"

"When the masters fight, they usually win or lose in a moment, so they don't seem to move, but they deduce the tactics that both sides may use and the other side's response in their brains."