Chapter 873

"Who is this boy?"

"Is this unattractive young man an earth shaking figure? No, he's too young. Which family is he from? "

"By the way, master Xu also calls him a young master. He must be a rich young master of some family. Otherwise, he is just a teenager. How can master Xu bow down?"

At this point, the entire restaurant.

Although the atmosphere was silent, no one spoke, but the doubts of the people were all naked.

"Dead, dead! Why am I so stupid, so stupid, so... "

Qiao Yuqing stood beside Wang Xu. She was afraid of being dirty. Her little face was even paler. At this time, she suddenly saw this scene, and suddenly the whole person was stunned.

Originally, when she saw Xu Fushan coming, she thought that the other party was preparing to teach her a lesson because of her disrespectful words.

As a result, now

What's going on here?

Qiao Yuqing's mouth opened slightly and her eyes widened gradually.

And Ma Tianyun also looks at it suspiciously, confirming that Wang Xu has no one he knows. All of a sudden, his brow suddenly locked into a cross.

Because when he looks at it carefully, he feels that "young Wang Xu" is a little familiar.

"Is this boy a child of his own son? That boy is all friends. He is used to being arrogant and has no sense of propriety. Maybe he is... "

His eyes fell on Wang Xu's tender face, and Ma Tianyun was even more surprised. Then he suddenly burst into anger.

My son made all his fuckin 'friends. When he went back, he let the boy go to heaven. I haven't used my belt for a long time, and I'm hungry and thirsty.

But when he is looking at Wang Xu's calm appearance, an idea also rises out of thin air. Is it difficult for him to succeed? What is this boy's earthshaking origin, not afraid of Xu Fushan?

Just when Ma Tianyun hesitated and couldn't be sure.

But Wang Xu didn't even lift his eyelids. He even reached out to refill his empty glass with beer. He replied with two words

"Wang Xu."

Voice landing, the restaurant in the dead atmosphere, suddenly a little more restless.

People stare at each other, many people turn their heads to each other, all can see the complexity of each other's eyes.

Do you really only have one name?

Who knows who you are?

Do you think you are a master of martial arts as famous as master Xu?

Look at your age, you must have no ability. You can't compare with the master. If you want to be respected, you should also report your background, such as the rich family, aristocratic family and Wuzong!

Even Xu Fushan has been named haiqingzong. What do you think you are?

The restlessness of people's eyes was almost unbearable.

But just then.

To everyone's surprise, when Xu Fushan heard Wang Xu's name, his face changed a little.

"This..."

Someone seems to have noticed something.

Next second.

In their eyes of shock, even horror.

Xu Fu Shan suddenly bent down and saluted Wang Xu, just like those strong men in black saluted him before, with awe on his face and humble voice

"Haiqingzong, Xu Fushan, meet Mr. Wang! I don't know, Mr. Wang, you are here. You were a bit high-profile before, but it made you laugh. Please don't take it seriously. "

Dead silence!

Naked silence!

At this moment, the whole audience was shocked

No, it's shock!

And to a extreme shock.

Everyone was staring at the scene with dull eyes.

At this time, there was only one idea left in everyone's mind.

"This boy... No, this handsome young man, young master, to... Who is it?"

Silence.

The silence of death lasted nearly ten breaths.

Who is Xu Fushan?

On the Internet, on the trail, in the upper social circle

There are so many deeds that many people can brag with their friends and spend the whole day without repetition.

Especially after personal experience, that kind of shock, awe, envy, yearning, pride, do not know how much.

Especially Zhao Guangji, Ma Tianyun and others, at this time is completely out of mind.

In their dull eyes, only Xu Fushan was left to grovel in front of Wang Xu, just like their dog legs.

This scene made them very familiar and strange.

How can a great master of martial arts bow down and salute a young man?

"Who is this young man?

It's impossible for my useless son to have such a person.

But that familiarity... Where on earth have I seen it? Wang Xu, this name has never been heard of.

wait!

Prince Wang? "

Think about, suddenly, Ma Tianyun's eyes suddenly stare to the largest, eyes look at Wang Xu, extremely suspicious.

And Zhao Guangji also has a blank face

"Wang Xu? I haven't heard of it. What's the origin of this boy.

Is it someone I can't touch? It's said that he is the descendant of a martial arts family that has been handed down for hundreds of years and thousands of years? "

Zhang Peng, Zhang Jie, Shen Yue, LAN Qian, Kong Yanlong and others, looking at this scene in amazement, each face has a trace of pride that can not be concealed.

What is a big shot?

That's the big man!

A name, can let Xu Fushan fear and awe into such an appearance, can become friends with Wang Xu, will be their pride in life!

Wang Xu didn't care about the complicated and shocking eyes of the people around him. He just calmly picked up the glass full of wine and took a sip of it

"Come on, get up. I just choose to eat with my friends here by chance. No one knows. There's no offense or disrespect. It's not your fault."

Xu Fushan took a long breath and slowly stood aside. He bowed his head and seemed to regard himself as Wang Xu's bodyguard.

To tell the truth, Xu Fushan disdained Wang Xu at the beginning.

Chueh, a young man in his early twenties, is not worthy of the title of "Xiantian martial arts master". It's said that everything is exaggerated. It's just that he's deliberately held up and has a false name.

But now.

In the recent few days, the whole Chinese military and Taoist circles have set off a big earthquake for Wang Xu.

Wang Xu.

The first genius of the Chinese generation, the invincible person of the same generation, and the youngest congenital martial arts master in history.

Zhensha Dongdao, Jianzong, Yamamoto madman!

Zhensha Dongdao state, Jianzong, Kota shinzhai!

Zhensha Dongdao Kingdom, sword God, eight gods blood studio!

This is just the end, and the specific fighting situation in the rumor is even more incredible and totally unacceptable.

How to kill?

flawless and perfect?

Eight gods blood Zhai is a ruthless man who cuts off the plane with one knife, but is killed easily by Wang Xu on the sea without even a trace of injury?

When people can't believe these rumors, people like Xu Fushan are in awe of them.

No matter whether the fighting is true or not, there is a little bit that can't escape. Yamamoto madman, Noda shinzhai and eight gods blood Zhai all died in Wang Xu's hands!

How can Xu Fushan not be awed by such a great achievement and Wang Xu?

In martial arts, Wang Xu is obviously the existence that Xu Fushan can only look up to. He can't even catch up with his heel.

"There's not a breath of cultivation, nor the realm of martial arts. Sure enough, Prince Wang's realm is far beyond all my knowledge!"

Standing behind Wang Xu, Xu Fushan looked at Wang Xu's back and felt more awed.