Super Red Packet

Chapter 95
It's not because of anything else, it's just because of the aura surrounding him, it's an aggressive and strong aura that makes everyone who approaches him feel strong psychological pressure.

"Hello, Mr. Meng?" The man in blue stood up, walked over lightly, stretched out his hand, warmly held Meng Xiaoben's hand, and introduced himself: "Zhang Jingyun."

Meng Xiaoben let go of his hand, went straight to the red sandalwood tea table, sat down, took the teacup Zhang Jingyun handed over, and took a sip.

With just this sip, Zhang Jingyun's eyes showed a look of admiration: If I poisoned the tea, wouldn't he be caught in a trap?But he didn't doubt it at all, and drank it directly.It’s a trust in the other with great respect.

In fact, Zhang Jingtian thought less: How could Meng Xiaoben not guard against it?
Meng Xiaoben just took a small sip symbolically, and then spit the tea back into the cup without showing any trace.

"What's the relationship between Mr. Zhang and Long Fei?" Meng Xiaoben didn't want to go around in circles, and went straight to the point.

"I'm Long Fei's uncle. To be clear, I married Long Fei's mother's sister."

Well, straight up, to be blunt.Meng Xiaoben nodded approvingly.

"Did Long Fei's mother come here for you?"

"Yes. My aunt told me that her son Long Fei is in serious trouble, and someone might attack him. So, I had to rush over from the provincial capital to meet you."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoben didn't understand the meaning of the so-called "meet with you": a fight?Or make peace?

Let's fight, it seems that this Zhang Jingtian is not here to fight;
Make peace?Meng Xiaoben still can't see any conditions for making peace: on anyone, even if he is almost framed as a rapist and sent to jail, he will not give up easily.

Because of this, Meng Xiaoben didn't speak, and looked at the other party quietly, waiting for the other party to play a card.

"Long Fei set up a scheme to frame you. He was at fault for this matter. But you beat up both the police assistant and Liu Jiani, and you have figured out the anger in your heart. On Long Fei's side, he is very worried that you will go to him."

"Thank you. I know how powerful the Long family is. How dare I attack Long Fei so easily?" Meng Xiaoben continued to keep a low profile, testing the other party's true intentions. "

Zhang Jingtian stood up, bowed to Meng Xiaoben, and cupped his hands: "I apologize to you on behalf of Long Fei, this matter is over, right?"

Meng Xiaoben thought to himself: Treat me like a child?Almost killed me, and then, as soon as you hand it over, it's over?No matter how powerful your Long family is, it can't be resolved like this?

"I'm sorry, this matter can't be finished." Meng Xiaoben looked firmly at the other party.

"Why?" In Zhang Jingtian's voice, there was a coldness in the plainness.

"Because I found out that he wanted to kill me. For such an opponent, I know that even if I let him go, he will never let me go in the future."

These words are reasonable and sound.

Zhang Jingtian was speechless.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jingtian was ready to make the final persuasion: "Long Fei's mother reprimanded him, I think he won't do anything to you anymore."

"Hahaha," Meng Xiaoben suddenly laughed loudly, "Mr. Zhang, do you think so?"

Zhang Jingtian nodded, and nodded with some lack of energy.

"Mr. Zhang, of course you know that there are two kinds of hatred in the world that cannot be resolved in a lifetime, or even in several lifetimes. They are 'the hatred of killing one's father and the hatred of taking one's wife'. The feud between me and Long Fei is, The two of us are competing for a woman at the same time, and from your current situation, I have a slight advantage. Therefore, I never naively thought that Long Fei would let me go. Therefore, I never had the idea of ​​letting Long Fei go stupid idea."

This passage is impeccable.

Zhang Jingtian was speechless again.

After a while, Zhang Jingtian picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, held it in his hand, and handed it to Meng Xiaoben.

Meng Xiaoben reached out to take the teacup.

When the two hands were still half a foot away in the air, Zhang Jingtian's palm suddenly shook.

Meng Xiaoben's heart tightened: No, the other party wants to make a move?

But the teacup was still in Zhang Jingtian's hand.

I saw a puff of white air slowly rising from Zhang Jingtian's palm, covering it.

The white gas slowly rolled up and rose upward.

I saw the teacup in the palm of my hand was gently lifted by Bai Qi, slowly grew away from the palm, and floated in the air at a height of one inch.

What a handsome inner strength!
Meng Xiaoben couldn't help thinking in his heart!

Zhang Jingtian concentrated and calmed down, with luck in his palm, he blew out a thin stream of air from his mouth.

The teacup was blown by the airflow and slowly floated towards Meng Xiaoben's hand.

On Meng Xiaoben's face, he felt the force of the aura.

At the same time, a dangerous feeling hit my heart: this teacup is only one foot away from my face, if the opponent suddenly exerts force, the teacup will be like a cannonball, smashing my own!
Facing swords and guns, Meng Xiaoben could easily defuse them.Faced with such a high-ranking internal energy, Meng Xiaoben must be cautious.

In an instant, he summoned a wave of inner energy and transported it in his palms.

At the same time, both palms moved towards the teacup from the air and from both sides.

But he didn't really hold the teacup in his palm.When his palm was about five centimeters away from the teacup, he suddenly stopped, and his palms formed an arc to cover the teacup.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his inner energy, and watched Meng Xiaoben continue to play with the teacup with his aura.

The teacup was floating in the air between Meng Xiaoben's palms.Meng Xiaoben slowly withdrew his hands, and the teacup slowly fell on the tea table with his hands.

Like Zhang Jingtian, Meng Xiaoben took a long breath of relief, withdrew his inner breath, held the teacup with his right hand with a smile, and pressed down gently.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Jingtian's eyes: the teacup completely sank into the tabletop, leaving a round hole the size of a teacup on the smooth sandalwood tabletop!
Zhang Jingtian's heart was shocked, and he thought to himself: It seems that the task entrusted to him by his sister-in-law cannot be completed today.The Meng Xiaoben in front of him is a rare martial arts master in the world, and he has the amazing skills of weeping ghosts and gods.

Meng Xiaoben also looked at the other party with admiration: a person like Zhang Jingtian who can support things with inner strength can be called a master-level warrior.The strange thing is that he is so elegant, without the murderous aura of a martial artist!
The two drew a tie in the trick of holding the cup in the inner air.And Meng Xiaoben's trick of smashing the cup over the table made Zhang Jingtian speechless!Because, he heard from his master that this is the top kung fu in martial arts that has been lost for 500 years, called "Tuo Shao". I don't know where this Meng Xiaoben learned this kung fu!

The duel between the masters is definitely not like the stalking of the juniors in the market.The masters just point to the end and understand it.

"Okay," Zhang Jingtian said regretfully, "In that case, let me take the liberty to ask, what exactly do you want to do to Long Fei?"

"My request is very simple: I want Long Fei to have a finger, a small finger."

"What if he doesn't?"

"Then, my request will be upgraded: I want his life!" Meng Xiaoben said softly.

(End of this chapter)