Chapter 891

I will see Zhang Xiaofan here and now!

This girl is no one else——

It's the last time, Shao Mingzhu, a sexy creature I haven't seen for a while.

For Shao Mingzhu, toward his surprise eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan turned his mouth and went in with a smile.

"Mr. Shao, who is this?"

At this point, at the end of the lobby.

In the first place, there is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face. He is puzzled and confused.

"Mr. Zhou, this is master Zhang."

"This time, I invited you to accompany me to the treasure appraisal meeting."

Shao Wenqiang's face was straight. He introduced the middle-aged man and said.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan did not pay attention.

Put it on the man with national character face who sits in the first place.

Instead, it was placed on an old man in a red Tang suit who sat in his hands.

As you can see, although the old man is not tall.

It's only about 1.72 to 1.74 meters.

Looking at his face, the old man should be 70 years old.

However, the old man's temples are high.

The two arms are also exceptionally strong and strong.

The small arms exposed outside the Tang suit are even more covered with blood vessels about the thickness of little thumbs!

Moreover, one of his hands also has a thick layer of calluses.

Obviously, this physical state.

It's obviously abnormal to appear on an old man who is too old to be rare!

"It looks like..."

"This should be Mr. Zhou who is in charge of the town tonight?"

"Strength is not bad, is a foreign boxing master."

However, when Zhang Xiaofan made a preliminary assessment of the old man's strength.

At this time, he heard another person sitting in the chair beside him.

But suddenly he sneered and said.

"Shao Wenqiang, I think the more you mix, the more you go back!"

"Unexpectedly, I found this brat to help you in Jiulong Town?"

"I'm afraid it's not. Is there no one in your Jiulong Gang?"

"If you have no one, what are you going to talk about?"

"You should be honest and give up your territory!"

Shao Wenqiang's face was cold. He yelled and said, "I'm sorry.

"Liu Yihu, this is Wuzhou, not Hangzhou!"

"If you can't stop talking, I'm afraid you won't get out of this box!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This person, named Liu Yihu, was shocked when he heard the speech.

Then, suddenly, he raised his face and laughed again.

"I said Shao Wenqiang!"

"After all, it gives you the courage to speak like this in front of me?"

"If so, your master Luo Hongwu is here!"

"I, Liu Yihu, go back to Hangzhou without saying a word!"

Said, Liu Yihu and disdain of Chong Shao Wenhua shook fingers, way.

"But it's up to you, Shao Wenqiang..."

"Not yet!"

Liu Yihu is the leader of the tiger gang.

Behind it stood a line of men in sunglasses and suits.

From the other side, the shoulders and cuffs that hold the suit high.

It's not hard to see.

These people are certainly not ordinary people!

It's also one of the elite fighters in the tiger Gang!

Next to Liu Yihu, there is also a man in a Tibetan blue Zhongshan suit.

The old man with the hair of a crane and the face of a child.

Compared with the old man in red Tang costume.

This old man in Chinese tunic suit is obviously more restrained.

At this time, he half opened and half closed, as if in a false sleep.