Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

As if sensing the change in Wu Xinyang's mood, Zhou Qi quickly grabbed her hand in secret.

Without anyone noticing, the aura was quietly passed on. Almost in an instant, Wu Xinyang's original anger disappeared into nothingness. On the contrary, there are still some pretty faces blushing, which look very good under the light. She gave Zhou Qi a blank look, but didn't say anything else.

This really made Zhang Zhiyuan extremely angry, he clenched his fists tightly, his face flushed.

Holding the perfume bottle, Yang Yang couldn't put it down, and looked at Zhou Qi excitedly, "Zhou Qi, this bottle of perfume is so precious, are you sure you want to give it to me? The princess of Tianxiang County can't even see her tail. It's hard for ordinary people to see her. I must cherish it very much. Wu Xinyang, when did you meet this young master? Why didn't you introduce me?"

At the end, she looked at Wu Xinyang with some blame.

Zhang Zhiyuan became even more angry, he really wanted to kill Zhou Qi.

Originally, when he first arrived, he immediately became the central figure here. Both Yangyang and those girls looked at him differently and were eager to try. However, following Zhou Qi's sudden appearance, the situation of the whole scene began to undergo a change, completely forming a situation centered on Zhou Qi.

"Young Master Zhang, do you want to teach him a lesson? I think this person is really ungrateful!"

"I know, you don't need to tell me!"

A younger brother whispered beside Zhang Zhiyuan, and he immediately reprimanded him.

It felt like Zhang Zhiyuan was very angry, and no one dared to touch his bad head at this time. Zhang Zhiyuan was not such a narrow-minded person who didn't know how to hide his emotions. It's just that Zhou Qi's performance is too eye-catching, so that he has no chance to express himself. I used to be invincible, but now I seem to be a confused primary school student.

"Zhou Qi, you have reminded me, I will forgive you for now. You must give me a better thing next time, understand? Otherwise, I will never forgive you!"

Although Wu Xinyang was not angry anymore, she still sounded a "vicious" warning in Zhou Qi's ear.

Seeing the ambiguous atmosphere of the two people, even leaning against each other, made Zhang Zhiyuan completely furious. He raised his glass sharply and stared at Zhou Qi closely, "Zhou Qi, no matter what, we are all guests here today, why don't we have a drink? I have known you for a long time, and when I saw you today, you really look very extraordinary." !"

Everyone was startled, they didn't expect that Zhang Zhiyuan had been silent all this time, and he came up just to toast.

Wu Xinyang glanced at him reproachfully,

She happened to be interrupted while whispering to Zhou Qi.

Looking at Zhang Zhiyuan's excited eyes, Zhou Qi took a deep breath, flicked his fingers with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, I have a cold recently and I'm taking medicine, so I can't drink. Besides, your wine is so expensive, I don't dare to drink it , This is not something people like us can drink."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zhiyuan and others were stunned for a moment, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Yangyang quickly smoothed things over, "Oh, Zhou Qi, why didn't you tell me earlier when you caught a cold? Stop drinking when you have a cold, come, come, tell our sisters the story you and Princess Tianxiang have to tell... oh ha Haha, no, it's a story I have to tell Wu Xinyang, hurry up, I can't wait to hear it."

As soon as Zhou Qi threw away the cigarette, he immediately opened his mouth and started running the train with his mouth full, talking nonsense.

Zhang Zhiyuan trembled even more, they all knew that Zhou Qi's martial arts were very strong, how could he catch a cold? Logically speaking, it is impossible for a person with terrifying skills like Zhou Qi to catch a cold. Then there is only one explanation, Zhou Qi doesn't want to drink with them at all, it's pure perfunctory.

"Give me enough time!"

Zhang Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and knocked on the table, "Zhou Qi, how dare you talk to me like that? Don't think that you have a bit of kung fu, so you dare to tell me what you have and what you don't have here. I told You, I really don’t like your tricks! Let me tell you, if you give me a drink today, you have to drink it, and if you don’t drink it, you have to drink it!”

The card booth, which was still a little lively, suddenly became calm because of Zhang Zhiyuan's words.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiyuan, who was originally quite personable, now looks a little hideous.

After all, Yangyang and the others are just rich second generations. Although they have seen many big scenes, people like Zhang Zhiyuan who change their faces when they say they change their faces are also a little afraid. They subconsciously hid back, and for a while, there were only Zhou Qi and Zhang Zhiyuan in the middle of the deck. Fortunately, this is in a corner, otherwise it would definitely attract a lot of people's attention.

A young man behind Zhang Zhiyuan called the waiter, casually handed over a few hundred yuan bills, ordered a few words and the man left here, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Those young people looked at Zhou Qi with great interest at this time, wanting to know how strong this person who was said by the older generation of parents to have unlimited potential is. To be able to faintly have the qualifications to be on par with Yang Yi now, what kind of virtue and ability is there. They are quite familiar with Zhang Zhiyuan's strength, knowing that he is also a double bonus.

After all, not everyone can enter Huajin at such a young age. With his strength at the peak of Anjin, he is already outstanding enough.

"Are they going to fight? So excited!"

Yangyang quietly moved to Wu Xinyang's side, and said excitedly a little bit uncontrollably.

Princesses like them have long lost interest in general stimulation. Now they are all well-known young people in Subei City, one is a Chinese-American who owns a lot of family property. One is the mysterious and unpredictable Zhou Qi, the person who can easily send out the perfume that Princess Tianxiang personally blends.

A fight between these two people must be full of highlights.

Wu Xinyang glanced at her speechlessly, but didn't say anything. She has seen Zhou Qi fight many times, and she has never lost a single one. Although the Zhang Zhiyuan in front of her seemed to be better, she just felt that he couldn't beat Zhou Qi. The invincible image of Zhou Qi had already been deeply imprinted in her mind.

"Huh? Comrade Zhang, you are wrong to say that. I know you are not considered a Chinese, after all, you are a person with a foreign household registration. Is the culture of persuading alcohol popular in your place? I don't think it should be? Put down the glass quickly. Speak well."

Zhou Qi lit a cigarette, and purposely looked at Zhang Zhiyuan reproachfully with a straight face.

In Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes, Zhou Qi became more and more unbearable. He has seen many masters, but none of them can run the train with his mouth like Zhou Qi. Therefore, he was sure that Zhou Qi's strength was definitely exaggerated. He didn't have such strength at all, it was purely touted by a few people.

"Stop fucking nonsense, chirping and whining, give me a drink!"

As soon as Zhang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he took a sudden step forward and forcibly handed the wine glass in front of Zhou Qi.

He took this step very skillfully, this big step was right in front of Zhou Qi, and it only allowed him to take a small step. Although it's just a simple distance, it seems that he has rich combat experience. Because normal people will inevitably take normal steps when they are accumulating energy. He made it impossible for Zhou Qi to step out like this, and he was already unknowingly gaining the upper hand.

And the hand holding the wine glass is even more extraordinary.

The strength between the fingers was swaying, obviously brewing dark energy. Even the well-informed Zhou Qi didn't immediately see what kind of kung fu he was doing. As expected of the children of aristocratic families, each family has its own kung fu. If you don't know the opponent's kung fu, you don't know what his next change will be.

This immediately makes people passive and tired of coping.

But this kind of scene is when facing ordinary people. For Zhou Qi, who has already reached the pinnacle, he is completely aware of it.

He just watched Zhang Zhiyuan approaching him coldly, made a handprint with his right hand, and gently pushed towards Zhang Zhiyuan. In an instant, Zhou Qi, whom he had looked down upon before, suddenly had an image that made Zhang Zhiyuan feel instantly taller. During this push, it was like a gold and iron horse, full of murderous aura.

Zhang Zhiyuan immediately stepped out with the other foot, and now he was holding the wine glass with both hands and handing it over.

With the change of Zhang Zhiyuan, the fist seal in Zhou Qi's hand also changed.

From the feeling of gold and iron horses that made people palpitate at the beginning, it instantly turned into a tranquility where everything is clear. Everything happened with a flick of a finger, before anyone had time to react, Zhou Qi's hand was already imprinted on Zhang Zhiyuan's finger. There was no sound, and Zhang Zhiyuan didn't feel any pain.

It's just that his hands could no longer be stored, so he held the wine glass with both hands, staying a few inches in front of Zhou Qi.

"Lord Fudo Ming, this handprint actually has such an artistic conception in it?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiyuan couldn't help being startled and exclaimed. He has seen too many masters and various boxing styles, but he has never seen such a boxing mark as Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi at this moment seemed to be the incarnation of the real King Fudo Ming, making everything difficult to advance.

The more he touches Zhou Qi's palm, the more he can feel the infinite pressure contained in it. Cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead, and now he knew how scary Zhou Qi was. He also finally understood the meaning of that sentence, that is, never stand in front of Zhou Qi and make a move, or you will pay a heavy price.

If you don't really fight against Zhou Qi, you will never know how strong he is.

In the eyes of Yang Yang, Wu Xinyang and others, this picture is even more funny.

That is, Zhang Zhiyuan was toasting with both hands while gaiting, but Zhou Qi sat there with a big knife and a golden horse, only raising one hand to refuse him. Like an ancient general, very domineering.

"This... this... Zhou Qi is so strong? What state is he now?"

Zhang Zhiyuan looked very horrified at this time, he couldn't take care of his own image at all, and yelled crazily in his heart.