"Has Zhang Jinzhong arrived in person?" Xu Haifeng whispered unexpectedly.

He turned to look at Jiang Kongming, and saw that there was also a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Although they had long guessed that the gambling hall had a good relationship with Zhang Jinzhong, they never thought that this smash actually smashed the main owner.

One person walked into the hall with a meteor, and it was Zhang Jinzhong, who was in an important position. There was still someone beside him, who was fifty years old and had a slightly white hair. Just by looking at him walking, you can tell that he was extremely unparalleled.

"General Zhang, Daddy, you are here." Lin Muhe shouted loudly with relief.

Xu Haifeng raised his head from the seat, clasped his fists slightly at Zhang Jinzhong, and said, "Prince Xu Haifeng greets Lord Zhang."

Zhang Jinzhong's eyelids twitched slightly, and a strange feeling suddenly rose from his heart.

Whether it is in terms of official positions or age, Xu Haifeng should have stood up and performed rituals. However, he was sitting openly at this moment, and this ritual was even more perfunctory.

However, Zhang Jinzhong could not have any anger in his heart.

Because Xu Haifeng has another identity, another one that is famous all over the world.

Master, what a glorious title.

Since ancient times, there have been many first-class masters in the temple. However, Xu Haifeng is the first to set this precedent when he is a master.

Therefore, even if his etiquette was not perfect, Zhang Jinzhong would never dare to blame him for this.

He hesitated for a moment, feeling quite embarrassed about how to call this new master. Several thoughts flashed through his mind. He coughed and said, "General Xu is fine."

Since Xu Haifeng took the initiative to call him an official position, he would go with the flow and save a lot of trouble.

In contrast, the person around him seemed much more respectful.

"I have met Grand Master Xu in Xialin Yixing."

Since he and Li Zhi agreed on a war period, this news has blew across the Han Dynasty and the grassland like the wind.

The second grandmaster, these two top masters representing the two new generations of Han and Huns, are destined to be hostile for a lifetime, just like their predecessors. The victory or defeat between them is even comparable to a battle, and the only difference is that there are only two people participating in this battle.

Xu Haifeng's reputation at this time was no less than the three great masters in the world.

Although Lin Yixing was in a hostile position with him and was much older than him, he was willing to bow his head and bow down to his knees when he met at this time.

"You are polite to the owner of Man Lin." Xu Haifeng gave a greeting from afar.

Zhang Jinzhong's eyes stayed on Xu Haifeng's body for a moment, looked at Jiang Kongming, and asked, "I don't know how Mr. Jiang planned to play it."

Jiang Kongming reached into his collar and took out his signature white feather fan that he had made for his reputation in a magical way. He squirted casually, and said with a smile: "Is this dice? Although the students have never played it, they have always seen it. Let's play the simplest one. For a dice, who has the best idea, who wins?"

Zhang Jinzhong came to the most eye-catching big table in the hall and said, "Okay, I'll follow Mr. Jiang, please ask first."

Jiang Kongming walked to the table with a smile, grabbed the dice on it, and threw it away without looking at it.

The dice rolled several times on the smooth and flat table and finally stopped. When everyone saw it, they were stunned.

Two red dots indicate that he only threw out two points that were almost home.

Seeing everyone's eyes saluting him, Jiang Kongming smiled a little embarrassedly: "The hand is wrong... the hand is wrong... the hand is wrong for a moment."

He picked up another dice casually, threw it forward, and drew a semicircle arc and flew towards Zhang Jinzhong.

Zhang Jinzhong copied the dice and took it out, but he heard Jiang Kongming say, "Commander Zhang, the Caesars have already suppressed Wolong City. We are here to ask for help from the Sky Eagle Legion. I also ask several generals to think twice about being Han people."

This sentence was lukewarm, and Zhang Jinzhong's expression did not change, and he didn't know if he could hear it clearly. However, his hand paused in the air for a moment, and then threw it without hesitation.

It is obviously different from Jiang Kongming throwing it casually. This dice seems to be controlled by a strange force, spinning rapidly on the table, and it seems to never stop.

Everyone's eyes continued to change with the rotation of the dice, and after a while, they finally stopped.

One point, a huge red dot looks so bright and dazzling.

The string tense in Lin Jiahui's heart relaxed. Somehow, when he saw Commander Zhang make such a decision, he was inexplicably relieved.

"I lost." Zhang Jinzhong's plain voice sounded in the hall: "I will put my money on Er Dongcheng. If Mr. Jiang is still unsatisfied, he can have another game."

Smiling with satisfaction, Jiang Kongming said: "Zhang Da's commander is extremely demeanor, and this matter is written off. General You have his own students to take care of him."

Zhang Jinzhong nodded, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you so much for Mr. Jiang."

"You don't have to be polite. We are all from the Han people, and there is still some friction on weekdays. However, in this time of crisis, if we cannot abandon our personal grievances and intrigue with each other, we can only be a national sinner and will be detrimental to us for thousands of years."

Jiang Kongming's smile became stronger and stronger, but it fell into Zhang Jinzhong's eyes, which made him shiver involuntarily.

A strange look flashed in his eyes and he smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang said it well, because of this." But his laughter was a little reluctant and helpless.

Suddenly, Jiang Kongming stopped his smile and looked serious.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solid. He had not even spoken yet. He had given a strong influence by relying on his facial expressions and body movements, and lifted the hearts of the bystanders high.

"After February, my lord will soon fight the Xiongnu Lizhi in the northern border camp. Have you ever known the commander?" Jiang Kongming asked loudly.

Zhang Jinzhong took a deep breath. He could not see what Jiang Kongming intended, so he had to follow his words: "This matter is known to everyone in the world, and this general will naturally be no exception."

"Okay, I'll introduce someone to the commander." Jiang Kongming turned around and pulled Lu Yangming over and said solemnly: "Do you know who this person is?"

"Master Lu, come here for good." Lin Yixing was extremely dissatisfied when he saw that Jiang Kongming was introducing his old rival so cautiously, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, this is the true hero who is the fast sword king Lu, one of the six great masters in the northern part of our great Han Dynasty. He is a true hero who is famous for his fast sword that no one can match." Jiang Kongming said loudly.

"The fast sword of the Sect Master Lu is indeed great, but if no one can match it, Lin would not agree. As for whether he is a real hero? Hehe..." Lin Yixing raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and said loudly.

Lu Yangming snorted angrily and was about to step forward, but he saw Jiang Kongming holding a bar of his hand and stopped moving forward. He had already passed the age of being brave and fierce, and knew the way of dealing with people. Since he had already attached himself to Xu Haifeng, he naturally did not dare to offend this great military advisor Jiang.

Jiang Kongming looked at Lin Yixing and said lightly: "A few days ago, Lord Lu met my lord by chance. When he learned that he was about to go to northern Xinjiang to fight against the Huns, he immediately volunteered to move westward and moved west to make his heart clear and willing to follow Grandmaster Xu to northern Xinjiang. May I ask Lord Lin, can this...be worthy of the word "hero?"

Lin Yixing was stunned and looked at Lu Yangming in disbelief. They were rivals for many years and their familiarity with each other reached an unimaginable level. As a person who was a person, Lu Yangming would make such a decision. It was really something that he couldn't believe even if he could not believe it.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Lu Yangming's mouth, but his old face was not free and blushed. Even though his skin was thick, he was suddenly turned into a black and white handful by Jiang Kongming so much, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

If he hadn't met Xu Haifeng on the way, he would have moved south long ago. However, due to such serious publicity from Jiang Grand Military Advisor, his reputation in the future would have been incomparable.

"The north has always been a place where great Han heroes emerge. Even if they are a martial artist, they know to serve their loyalty and do their country. They leave their hometowns just to resist foreign humiliation and promote our country's power." Jiang Kongming's tone suddenly changed and he said, "The so-called masters in the south who are content with enjoyment and shrink back against diarrhea are much more backbone."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Although he looked up at the sky, no one could hear the disdainful tone.

Lin Yixing's eyes flashed with anger, but he was worried about Jiang Kongming's identity, but he did not dare to turn against him on the spot. His face turned pale and he barely squeezed out a smile that was even ugly than crying, and said, "Mr. Jiang was joking."

"Who said that the people in the south have no roots..." Lin Muhe was furious. After all, he was still young and couldn't stand it. He shouted loudly and was about to come forward to argue.

Suddenly, his right hand tightened and he was already tightly grabbed by someone. When he looked back, he found that it was his senior brother Lin Jiahui, and he saw him shook his head slightly at him.

Although they were not related by blood, they grew up together and were much like their biological brothers. Seeing his cheeks bulging, Lin Muhe had a deep sense of depression in his eyes, and he immediately knew that he was also extremely unwilling and annoyed in his heart.

"Hehe, is that?" Jiang Kongming looked at Lin Muhe with a smile, his expression exuding indescribable slightness.

This time, even Zhang Jinzhong, who was standing aside, showed anger on his face. The so-called "swearing without exposing his shortcomings" and "beating without slapping others in the face". After exposing his shortcomings, the resentment will become deeper and will never be resolved.

Now, Jiang Kongming has made such a blatant move, which is the difference between being openly provoked?

ps: I strongly recommend my friend Hange Tianxia's "Newborn in the Mafa Continent". Those who like legends and Mafa should not be missed. The link is below.
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