Chapter 640: Fairy means

"Jiang Lai, are you hungry?"
"Let's go eat!"
Jiang Beichen was not interested in the so-called discussion, and directly took Jiang Lai into the house for dinner.
"stop!"
Zhang Zeyang spoke suddenly, his thick eyebrows rose suddenly, and he hurriedly stood in front, stopping the two brothers and sisters.
"A good dog is not in the way!"
"What's more, in my house, Zhang family is forbidden to enter with the dog!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.
"Jiang Beichen, what the are you talking about?"
"One more sentence?"
Zhang Zexu and Zhang Zeyang were full of anger and shouted.
This kid, such a big dog, dare to humiliate them so much?
"Can't you understand Mandarin?"
"Then you probably can't even compare to a dog!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help shook his head, with a sympathetic expression on his face.
Jiang Lai snorted and was amused by what the old brother said.
It feels so open!
Ever since I was young, I have never seen a few boys in the Zhang family be so humiliated.
So relieved!
"Jiang Beichen, you are really looking for death!" Zhang Zexu was shaking with anger.
Zhang Zeyang also glared at him, as if he might make a move at any time.
"Jiang Beichen, you are too arrogant!" Wang Rongrong on the side suddenly spoke, still with arrogance and disdain on her face.
"Although you are now a shareholder of Xiongfeng Group!"
"But don't think you can ignore the Zhang family!"
"After all, compared with the Zhang family, the Xiongfeng Group is just a commoner, you will always suffer from this, and you will even hurt Jiang Lai in the future!" Wang Rongrong shook his head with an exhorting expression.
In fact, she said these words to make her feel better. Because Jiang Lai wanted to match her up with Jiang Beichen before. As a result, she despised Jiang Beichen.
So if Jiang Beichen really has the strength and background, doesn't it mean that his vision is not good?
Zhang Zexu couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
"Rongrong said yes!"
"Even if you are a shareholder of the Zhao family now, aren't you still a little boy?"
"Even the shares, don't you say it yourself?" Zhang Zexu still sneered.
Before Zhang Zelin guessed that this kid was probably hugging the thigh of a certain military boss.
But at most it is a role like a door-to-door son-in-law, even a dog, so he naturally looks down upon him.
"Brother Xu, don't talk nonsense with him, I came today just to teach him!"
"It's really heartbreaking to not look at our Zhang Family!" Zhang Zeyang suddenly spoke, his eyes sharp and terrifying. "Boy, I challenge you in the name of a warrior, do you dare to take it?"
Zhang Zeyang raised his head and stared at Jiang Beichen coldly. The whole person had already his horse and stretched out his hand in a provocative posture.
"Challenge me?" Jiang Beichen raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer.
"Sorry brother, you are not worthy!"
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Zeyang's expression instantly turned ugly.
Since he was eight years old, he has been practicing martial arts with the Hualong ranking masters, and is now the cultivation base of the inner strength upper realm!
It has even touched the pneumatic threshold!
How dare this kid say he is unworthy?
brush!
As if to prove something, Zhang Zeyang suddenly grabbed a handful of it to the side, and suddenly, a water tank in the yard was slowly lifted from the ground out of thin air.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
"Zeyang, how can you keep away the imperial things?"
Zhang Zexu spoke with excitement, separating the enemy from the air and throwing beans into soldiers. These are all legendary methods!
"Master Zeyang is worthy of being the apprentice of the high ranking of Hualong. It's simply amazing!"
Wang Rongrong also looked shocked, and immediately looked at Jiang Beichen with a sneer: "You see Jiang Beichen, Master Zeyang, this is an immortal means. You want to compare with the young masters of the Zhang family?"
"I can't help it!" Wang Rongrong curled her lips in disdain.
Zhang Zeyang was so boasted that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer. "Boy, if you practice martial arts, you should know what I mean by this space prince!"
That's right!
This is the performance of faintly stepping into aerodynamics!
A pneumatic master in his twenties, his talent can be said to be a monster!
Enough to kill 99% of young warriors!
"Fairy means?" Jiang Beichen shook his head and laughed.
"Then what am I?"
As soon as the voice fell, a white palm suddenly lifted up, and his long fingers rubbed lightly.
Snapped!
After a hand rang, the eaves were trembling in a radius of one hundred meters, and there was a rattling sound from the tiles.
Zhang Zeyang: "..."
Jiang Lai couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
How did my brother do it? ?
Just one hand ringing!
Baizhang roof, all shaking!
Zhang Zexu and Wang Rongrong were also dumbfounded.
Such a spectacular scene is simply unheard of!
What state is this?
Zhang Zeyang has already touched the threshold of pneumatics, and naturally knows that even a master of pneumatics will have trouble doing this.
Unless it's his master coming!
But you know, he has only barely reached this threshold since he was eight years old to practice martial arts.
And this kid is only two or three years older than him. It can be said that he is the same age, but he is already aerodynamic? ?
Zhang Zeyang felt incredible and couldn't accept it. His proud heart was broken and his face was terribly ugly.
"Brother, now, do you still think you are worthy?" Jiang Beichen slowly lowered his palm and said with a slightly raised mouth.
Zhang Zeyang's face turned pale, and he couldn't speak.
Indeed, he is not worthy!
Although he touched the threshold of aerodynamics, it was only a threshold.
It can be as short as three to five years, and as long as ten or eight years!
But the person in front of him is already a real pneumatic master!
In front of the other party, he is indeed just a younger brother!
"Zeyang, don't be fooled by his blindfold!"
"Yes, this kid is tricky, who knows what he did on the roof beforehand!"
Zhang Zexu and Wang Rongrong's expressions were a little unnatural, but they took turns to say.
They never think this is true.
A hand sound actually shook the Baizhang roof, isn't this a joke?
What about acting in a martial arts blockbuster?
Zhang Zeyang smiled bitterly. With his cultivation base, can he tell the truth from the fake?
This is obviously something that can only be done when the energy is compressed to a certain level, and it may even be close to the true essence of the martial arts master!
How could it be fake?
If people prepare in advance, it is even more impossible!
After all, how could the other party know in advance that they are coming?
Could it be that God can't be considered!
"Zeyang, raise your head!" Zhang Zexu said in a cold voice.
"You are the genius of our Zhang family, how can you be frustrated by a blindfold!"
"Furthermore, you are a close disciple of the Hualong ranking master, and your future achievements will be limitless. Is he comparable to a small wild species?" Zhang Zexu reminded loudly, naturally not wanting Zhang Zeyang to lose confidence.
But Zhang Zeyang's eyes lit up when he heard him say this.
Yup!
I am a disciple of the Hualong ranking master, and the master has said that it is a certainty that he will become a pneumatic master while he is standing, and he is still younger than the opponent, and his future achievements may not be higher than him!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zeyang's confidence returned, and his jaw rose high again.
"Yes, Xiao Yezhong, my master is a master of the Hualong Ranking!"
"Do you know what the Hualong List means?"
"That is the top existence in the entire martial arts world!"
"The way of martial arts pays attention to inheritance. If you meet a famous teacher, just give you two tricks and you can avoid many detours!"
"It's definitely not a person like you who is blindly training and practicing blindly!"
"My future achievements will definitely surpass those of you who have not learned from you!"
The more Zhang Zeyang said, this sense of superiority grew more and more contemptuous in his eyes.
And at this moment, creak!
A black Audi A8 suddenly stopped at the gate of the villa.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Jiang at home?"
An old man with his hair combed brightly and a housekeeper suddenly walked in from outside.
"I am Jiang Beichen, are you looking for me?"
Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning, he didn't know such a person in his impression.
The old butler smiled kindly, and said respectfully.
"Mr. Jiang, I am the servant of the master drunkard, and my master would like to invite you to come and tell me!"
The old man said, making a please gesture.
"Oh?"
"Are you going to stand up for Chen Jiajun so soon?" Jiang Beichen raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sneer.
"No, no, no! Mr. Jiang, you have misunderstood. My master said that he wants to accept you as a disciple!" The old man suddenly smiled and said.
Hearing this, Zhang Zexu and others all stayed for a while.