Almighty in the city

This sentence was called a slender inner man, not to mention that he couldn't escape Bai Yifan's eyes. Even the few people behind him bowed their heads a little bit unbearably, as if they were embarrassed to look again.

Bai Yifan glanced at Qi Shiyuan, smiled, did not speak, neither agreed to "fight the piano," nor refused, as if he did not bother to waste his tongue with him.

Jiang Lai, Qu Yaojing, Eucalyptus, Lin Wanyu, Fan Xiaomei, Xiaoqiu, Xiaoguan, Hu Yifei, and Chen Meijia at this time, all their attention was focused on the clear palm print of this tempered glass coffee table.

Fairy Qu stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt that the tempered glass of the coffee table was indeed like a palm-printed texture, with bumps and undulations, and could not help but yelled: "Wow! Elder Bai, you are really fake, this is Did you do magic?"

Jiang Lai and Lin Wanyu also reached out to the palm of the tempered glass.

On the complete tempered glass, the presence of this palm print is so clear, like when this tempered glass coffee table was manufactured, when the glass was not fully cured, someone pressed such a palm print on it— —

If that were the case, no one would be surprised.

This is like repairing a road outside. Just after the cement is poured and the road roller is compacted, the road workers will put a circle of isolation belts around before the cement is dry to prevent vehicles or pedestrians. Step on it, leaving the marks of wheels or footprints.

However, after the cement is completely dry, let alone pedestrians walking on it will not leave any marks, even if the truck drives from above, it is impossible to leave wheel marks on this concrete floor.

And Bai Yifan is now on the road where the cement has dried out. He stops on it at will, and then leaves a footprint. How is this not surprising and curious.

Only Liu Qingqing, who has studied Chinese martial arts for a while in the "Hua Xingmen" martial arts hall, knows the terrifying meaning of this palm print——

Master of martial arts!

This is that only those masters of national martial arts who have practiced "dark power" can make such a magical effect in front of everyone like magic!

This Bai Yifan is actually a master of martial arts!

Liu Qingqing was shocked.

But if she knows, even the "black list" killer will run like a bereaved dog in front of Bai Yifan. Even if he runs to the sea, he will still be chased by Bai Yifan. Bai Yifan rolled back dozens of meters with a palm like a gourd gourd; even a master-level powerhouse who has a place on the Huaxia summer list can not bring Bai Yifan any pressure, I am afraid she is not shocked , But to be completely dumbfounded.

You know, in the "Flower-shaped Gate" martial arts school where she studied art, the strongest master in it is also the strength of the master of national martial arts, and the master said that she had developed "dark power" by the time. At the age of forty, he practiced in the "Hua Xing Men" for 27 years.

At this speed, among the formal disciples of the "Hua Xingmen", the talent is already considered to be a medium level.

And how big is this Bai Yifan in front of him?!

Liu Qingqing's gaze stared straight at the tempered glass table top of the coffee table. This clearly visible palm print gave her a shock that was not inferior to the stock market storm that day.

At this moment, apart from the shock, there was no more thought left in her mind, and even the various sounds around her were a little indifferent.

The fairy Qu has a little coquettish voice, Jiang Lai and Eucalyptus are full of curious voices, Lin Wanyu's playful voices, Fan Xiaomei, Xiaoqiu, Xiaoguan and Chen Meijia's speechless voices, Hu Yifei is full of amazing voices

Liu Qingqing couldn't hear all kinds of voices at this moment.

She stared at the palm print on the tempered glass of the crystal coffee table until she vaguely saw a figure swaying in her sight.

Attention was distracted, so she heard various sounds in her ears again.

But the first thing that came to my ears was Qi Shiyuan’s stumbling voice, who was so nervous that he couldn’t even speak fluently: "What do you want to do! Let me tell you! Everyone here now has identities and faces. I will never fight with you like a gangster! I have the ability and the courage to fight the piano with you-piano! Apart from this, I can't compare anything, no!"

These words immediately drew a burst of laughter from the nine girls, and even the guests around who were watching here showed disapproving smiles.

Several of them even sneered: "The younger generation of the Yanjing business community, it's really mixed, and it's up to the "Four Young Masters of Yanjing" to support the facade."

Seeing Qi Shiyuan's vigilant and defensive look, and seeing him ready to turn and run at any time, Bai Yifan shook his head funny: "It's just a stretch, you don't need to be scared like this— -Since you are so courageous, why should you learn to play heads-up."

"Who is courageous!" Qi Shiyuan said liedly, "Anyway, I want to'fight the piano' with you! Piano-dare you, a word!"

"You provocative, you really have no level at all." Bai Yifan said with a smile, "Don't ask if I dare, ask if you can afford to lose."

Speaking of this, Qi Shiyuan seemed to have regained his self-confidence. He raised his head and said: "Huh! I'm afraid you won't dare to speak loudly! Let's talk, what bet do you want!"

"Just keep it simple." Bai Yifan shrugged and smiled slightly, "50 million, plus who has lost, and ran three laps naked here, how about?"