"So what if you provoke the Su family? The soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to cover the enemy's body." Chen Feiyu said confidently.

Thinking of seeing Liuli tomorrow, Chen Feiyu also had a trace of inexplicable expectation in his heart.

Late at night, in an upscale bar in Anhe City.

Two blonde and beautiful Westerners were drinking at the bar.

"Shenghua, I have traveled all the way from the Holy See to China. Do you come to such a place to treat me? The taste of this wine is far worse than the wine I drank in the Holy See." A tall man with golden gloves was speechless.

That's right, the other person is the British nobleman Shenghua, who provoked Chen Feiyu at the Haitian Golf Club in Mingji City, but was slapped in the face by Chen Feiyu.

As for the speaker, it was the Golden Knight who was specially invited by Shenghua from the Western Holy See Knights in order to deal with Chen Feiyu, and the "sun god" Lleellin Abbott, who was famous in the entire Western world.

The "Sun God" Abbott's face, which was as sharp as a knife, had a sense of majesty on his face. Although he looked young, he was actually in his forties.

"Oh, dear Abbott, you know that this is China, and it is also a third-tier city in China. It is not reasonable to be compared with the fine wine of the Holy See?" Shenghua shrugged and drank the blue cocktail in his glass, and then smiled and said, "Besides, although the wine here doesn't taste very good, the women are still a bit beautiful."

He hugged a charming beauty wearing a red cheongsam in his arms, and stroked her fair thighs with his left hand.

Of course, this charming beauty is also considered to be of medium to high quality. In the eyes of others, it is definitely a "goddess" level. However, in the eyes of Shenghua, who has seen the beauty of women such as Xie Xingxuan and Qiao Wenya, he can only barely be regarded as "a bit of beauty".

"Sun God" Abbott even directly and curled his lips disdainfully. Compared with the "saint" in the Holy See, the woman in Shenghua's arms is simply a vulgar fan!

"Shenghua, who is Chen Feiyu you mentioned? He can actually use the relationship between the British royal family and the Holy See and specially invite me to China. I am really curious about him." Abbott was not entangled in wine and women, and directly expressed the purpose of this trip to China.

"He is a person who makes me hate it to the core!" Shenghua's eyes flashed with deep hatred, and then said, "Haven have always been very interested in Chinese martial arts? It just so happened that Chen Feiyu is a Chinese martial arts person."

"You know, I am the Golden Knight of the Holy See's Knights." Abbott frowned. He had a noble status. If Chen Feiyu was just an ordinary warrior, he would not even be interested in taking action.

"Great Lord Abbott, I naturally know your noble identity." Shenghua smiled and said, "Five years ago, I defeated many top killers in the dark world in one battle, dispelling darkness like the sun, and was awarded the title of "Sun God" by the Pope. Such an honor is rare in the entire Knights of the Holy See.

Do you think if Chen Feiyu was just an ordinary warrior, would I bother the famous Sun God to come to China specifically?"

Thinking of Abbott's brilliant experience, even though Shenghua was a British royal nobleman, he couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Oh? Then what do you mean is Chen Feiyu's extraordinary?" Abbott felt a little curious.

Shenghua smiled mysteriously and said, "According to my investigation of Chen Feiyu these days, he is very likely to be the master of legends in Chinese martial arts."

Grandmaster!

Abbott was refreshed. He had heard from His Majesty the Pope that the masters in Chinese martial arts were almost the same as the Golden Knights of the Holy See. At that time, he wanted to come to China to find a strong master to fight to see what qualifications the Chinese masters are as the Golden Knights of the Holy See, but he had never found a chance.

"If Chen Feiyu is really a master of China, I am looking forward to competing with him. Of course, if he can't bring me the pleasure of fighting, I will definitely twist Chen Feiyu's head off and play it as a ball for you!" Abbott's eyes flashed with the enthusiasm of fighting.

He is a real battle maniac. His lifelong wish is to challenge global experts one by one and let the reputation of "Sun God Abbott" spread all over the world!

"Then I wish you success." Shenghua raised his glass and drank it all. After killing Chen Feiyu, he would capture Qiao Wenya and Xie Xingxuan, the two bitches, to the UK. Isn't it still allowed him to ravage?
Chapter completed!