Zhao Sankin's eyes looked down the front stage and found that he didn't look up for a while. Unexpectedly, so many people had gathered unconsciously. Nearly half of the guests in the hall gathered at the front and a good play appeared.

"You are Zhao Sanjin?" Meng Tianqi on the stage looked at Zhao Sanjin playfully and sneered.

Because Zhao Sanjin has been sent out, isn't Meng Tianqi on the NIMA stage the middle-aged man Zhao Sanjin just saw coming in? With a murderous look on his face, he knows it's a vicious angle. With such a arrogant look, you don't have to ask Zhao Sanjin to know that he's coming to trouble himself.

"Did I let you sit down?" the hall was very quiet. Meng Tianqi walked slowly down from the stage and asked fiercely, even accelerating his steps.

"Shit, whether I sit or not has nothing to do with you? Dogs take mice and mind their own business?" Zhao Sanjin just sat down on the stool and looked at Meng Tianqi who came to him in just a few blinks. He didn't agree with you biting me.

"Hum, it's really a child with a yellow mouth. Meng Tianqi doesn't talk too much nonsense with Zhao Sanjin at all. He starts directly when he doesn't agree.

With a fist sticking out, Meng Tianqi's old face with several folds on the cloth was angry, and his fist blew out. With a boxing style, he attacked Zhao Sanjin's head.

"Do you know kung fu?" Meng Tianqi looked at Zhao Sanjin with a shocked face and couldn't help asking.

"Well." Zhao Sanjin still didn't look up, but he nodded noncommittally, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and said with a smile: "how many will still be a little, otherwise, won't he be killed by your fist?"

"By the way, who the hell are you? Can you let me have a good meal? Can't you finish the meal again if there's anything?" Zhao Sanjin is at a loss. In the face of such an acute son as Meng Tianqi, Zhao Sanjin really feels helpless.

"Meng Tianqi." Meng Tianqi smiled coldly and hummed, "Zhao Sanjin, right? Do you have any ideas or feelings? Tell me?"

"Meng Tianqi?" Zhao Sankin whispered, and finally changed his cynical face and attitude. He frowned slightly on his face, narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Tianqi. He asked incredulously, "the jewelry family, Meng family? Meng Tianqi?"

"Exactly." Meng Tianqi said proudly.

"It's still the old man of the Meng family?" Zhao Sanjin immediately realized that he was still tangled about where Meng Tianqi was the enemy, but he really didn't think that the person in front of him would come from the Meng family.

"What's the relationship between you and Meng Yifan?" Zhao Sanjin looked at Meng Tianqi and stared at Meng Tianqi's eyes carefully, but he only heard Meng Tianqi's mouth gently highlight two words: "father and son."

The people around listen to the dialogue between Zhao Sanjin and Meng Tianqi. There is no doubt that they have a strange feeling. Especially for many people familiar with the Meng family, Zhao Sanjin, a young man who has never heard of it, has the courage to say such words in front of Meng Tianqi.

Even Han Dongcheng, who had cooperated with Zhao Sanjin before, couldn't help asking Huolong: "what's the matter with Meng Yifan now?"

"It's nothing. I've been imprisoned for thirty or forty years." Huolong smiled disapprovingly, but it shocked Han Dongcheng inexplicably.

Meng Yifan is not very famous in Jianghai's large and small circles. However, if you want to say ability, there are still some. In particular, the Meng family has a Meng Tianqi, which is a martial arts genius.

According to the older generation of the family, when Meng Tianqi and Liu Jingtian came to Jianghai City, they all relied on their own strength to lay down the rivers and mountains that belong to these, so they let the Liu family and the Meng family, the two families that are not famous in the row, be respected by the major families.

This is not without reason.

It is precisely because of this that Meng Yifan's name can be discussed from time to time in many circles because of Meng Tianqi.

Many of them know the news of Meng Yifan's imprisonment this time, but they don't know that he was sentenced to 30 or 40 years. It can be imagined that Meng Yifan came out after 30 or 40 years, and his life is over.

The reason for all this is actually the unknown little man in front of us, Zhao Sanjin.

At this moment, Han Dongcheng had to improve his view of Zhao Sanjin. The idea that Zhao Sanjin was just an old farmer who was good for nothing disappeared in an instant.

"It seems that you don't have much skill, but your tone is not small. Your martial arts give you a bit of confidence, don't you?" Zhao Sanjin's disagreement will choke Meng Tianqi's attitude, which makes Meng Tianqi laugh angrily. Looking at Zhao Sanjin's eyes, he seems to be pity and anger.

"I think it's possible." Zhao Sankin pondered for a moment and nodded solemnly.

"In that case, let me experience your skills." Meng Tianqi showed a willingness to fight, but Zhao Sanjin was completely uninterested. He even sneered: "this is the hall of uncle Liu's birthday banquet. I don't want to fight with you, and you can't either."

"Hiss..." as soon as he said this, the whole audience almost took a breath. It can be said that Meng Tianqi can't do it. I'm afraid there are really few people in Jianghai city.

"Hahaha... It's interesting. If you really do it, I won't force you. I'll tell you a piece of news." Meng Tianqi stood beside Zhao Sanjin and looked at Liu Jingtian behind him. His playful eyes fell on Zhao Sanjin again.

"I forgot to tell you that sun Feihu, who forced Meng Yifan to despair, has been abandoned by me in the hospital. I unloaded his limbs and stabbed his spine. It is estimated that the hospital is still trying its best to rescue him at this moment. If you are lucky, you can still be a plant man in your life. If you can't, maybe you should have another meal and send him off."

Meng Tianqi had a faint smile on his face. When he talked about it, it was like a joke. People can't figure out the truth of his words.

However, in Zhao Sanjin's view, it is very possible. In terms of Meng Tianqi's character that can make a big fuss at Liu Jing's birthday banquet, he really dares to waste sun Feihu's courage in the hospital.

At the thought of this, Zhao Sanjin's face could not help but slowly become gloomy. His eyes were cold. His eyes looked at Meng Tianqi as if they were from Jiuyou purgatory, which was very terrible.

"Sir, fighting is not allowed in the hall. There is a fighting place downstairs. If there are personal grievances, they can be solved in the challenge arena." when Zhao Sanjin slowly approached Meng Tianqi, a man in a suit stood between the two first and kindly reminded him.

"Still have this request?" Zhao Sanjin was a little stunned, but then he was relieved. Everything in the hall was extremely expensive. If it was damaged due to fighting, many people might not be able to compensate in full. Even if they could, it would hurt the family.

"In that case, I'll see you in the challenge arena."