Chapter 998

Xiao Yan looks good. The man named Chen Bin is really an expert. At present, he is the first apprentice of the East Guangdong National Art Museum. He has also studied under Lin Jiawang for many years. He is Lin Jiawang's proud apprentice.

He won the first place in youth martial arts in eastern Guangdong for five years in a row and won the first place in two national martial arts competitions. He is a famous young master in the martial arts in eastern Guangdong.

The tall, thin and white man, named Lin Junxi, is a swimmer. It is said that he is the first person in the East Guangdong swimming team, nicknamed torpedo.

Next to him is a man from the East Guangdong basketball team. His name seems to be Zheng Baorui. The basketball expert of the provincial team is indeed the elite of the elite.

These people are celebrities of the younger generation. Cao Yin gathered them all for the luxury club he is about to build.

He looked at the ground in Nanshan Town. After building a club, he must have a stream of people.

The customers of the luxury club must be elites with consumption ability, so he runs the business circle in Dongjiang city these days. He is generous. These so-called elites are naturally happy to make friends with such a rich and handsome man.

Now friends are in trouble. They all stand up and have to compete with Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan smiled faintly, rolled up his cuffs and asked, "is it a literary fight or a martial fight?"

"Sorry, sir, we don't allow fighting here. If you want to fight, please go outside." as soon as he finished, the French girl spoke in stiff Chinese.

Cao Yin smiled to himself. The French restaurant didn't give this guy face. He took the opportunity to say, "let's fight. I heard that there is a kind of martial arts competition. He doesn't move his feet and only does it."

"There are many ways to only do it. There are hands, drawing Leba, and rubbing hands and knives. I don't know which one you are better than?" Xiao Yan patted his coat, which means not to provoke dust.

Cao Yin was asked by Xiao Yan. He didn't know how to compete. He only saw people on TV who didn't move their feet and only fought with their hands.

Seeing him freeze, Chen Bin behind him came forward and said, "then row Leba son. I've heard the reputation of the ninth master for a long time. I can ask for advice today."

The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He has long wanted to challenge the three tigers in eastern Guangdong, but because of the identity of master Lin Jiawang, he can only wait.

Because if he succeeds in the challenge and becomes one of the three tigers in eastern Guangdong, it means he is on an equal footing with master.

That's good. Shifu will challenge him to rank. At that time, regardless of the victory or defeat, he will be accused of deceiving his teacher and destroying his ancestors.

But they are different from Xiao Yanbi. They are similar in age. If he wins, it can be said that Lin Jiawang disdains to compete with Xiao Yan and sends his disciples to compete. Naturally, Shifu will not blame him.

Pull the stool when rowing Leba. They sit opposite each other with their knees against each other. Their footwall can't move. It's only better than their hands.

Xiao Yan was looking for a stool. As a result, Lin Junxi, nicknamed torpedo, pushed the people away and came up.

"Since it's a literary fight, I can compare it. Chen Bin needs to warm up before he takes his hand. We'll compete with him when he warms up. Dare you?" Lin Junxi said, wiping his hair back, took out a bath cap and put it on.

Then he tilted his head and looked at Xiao Yan so arrogantly that he ate him.

Xiao Yan thought to himself that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. The people around Cao Yin are also such snobbish guys.

"Naturally, I have no problem. I just don't know if childe Cao is willing to pay the money?" Xiao Yan also rolled his big back.

Cao Yin hesitated and looked at Lin Junxi, who winked at him.

He quickly reacted and quickly said, "what I don't need is money. Anyway, it's all right today. Let's have a competition."

Lin Junxi is a good swimmer. His breath holding Kung Fu must be first-class. Even if Xiao Yan practices Kung Fu, he may not be able to hold it for long.

When Chen Bin heard that they were determined, he was not in a hurry and began to warm up next to him. He played a sticky hand, close combat skill, which is Wing Chun's excellent kung fu.

"Bring two pots of water!" Lin Junxi raised his hand and shouted at the waiter.

Xiao Yan suddenly raised his hand to stop it and said, "blistering for a long time is bad for the skin. It's better to soak milk and bring two pots of milk."

Lin Junxi was stunned and thought that milk and water were the same anyway, as long as he could hold it for a long time, whatever he wanted.

So he acquiesced, and the waiter soon brought two pots of milk. The milk fragrance pours upward and smells fresh.

At this time, there were many onlookers in the restaurant. Many people recognized Xiao Yan and wanted to see the result of the game.

Xiao Yan arched his hands around him. If he put it in the past, he would certainly say a few words. What? Today, Xiao Laojiu fights with others. Please give me a witness. If you lose

But these days, there are not so many people who pay attention to people, and there is no need to pay attention to words on the scene. What's more, this is a French restaurant. Not many people know Chinese virtues.

Saving people in the river, pants and mobile phones on the shore can be taken away. Is this still a fucking thing? So is immorality.

So after arching his hand, he took a deep breath and plunged into the milk.

When the milk was about to cover his ears, he stopped, and then lay down quietly with his head down in the water.

Lin Junxi next to him wanted to have a good brewing, but Xiao Yan had already plunged into it. Naturally, he couldn't fall behind. Otherwise, he was afraid of being said to be invincible. So he took a quick breath and plunged into it.

After going down, Lin Junxi panicked. The biggest difference between milk and water is that the former is opaque and you can't see the bottom of the basin in milk.

He was a little angry immediately, but he thought that Xiao Yan was also holding his breath in the milk, and he couldn't have an attack. He could only hold his breath on fire.

He holds his breath and keeps a record in the team. The longest is more than seven minutes. In other people's opinion, he is already a god man.

Ordinary people can hold it for two minutes at most, but it's not better than three minutes at most. Although the world record is kept for more than 20 minutes, it is beyond the scope of holding breath, but a way of underwater breathing.

So although he felt that his mood had been affected, it must be all right to hold it for another five minutes. And he believes that as long as Xiao Yan is a normal person, he must not surpass him.

As time passed, the restaurant was surprisingly quiet.

At the railing of the building, there was a beautiful blonde, wearing a long red dress, holding her chest with both hands, looking down quietly.

What she could see was Xiao Yan's broad back, and then she couldn't help shaking her head. That kind of expression is very much like the silence of my sister watching my brother fooling around.

Time soon arrived. Five minutes later, Lin Junxi began to panic.

On the one hand, because he was holding his breath to the limit, he began to feel suffocated.

On the other hand, he didn't hear Xiao Yan coming out of the water.

When he held his breath underwater, he felt extremely long. Every few seconds, he felt that he had survived for centuries.

After another minute, the quiet restaurant began to become restless, and everyone exclaimed in surprise. It's incredible that someone can hold it in the water for so long.