Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Zhou Qi was really speechless, and he didn't say anything during the meal just now. But now such astonishing words suddenly burst out, Fang Huahua was stunned. Her first reaction was shock, and then her second reaction was to laugh, laugh out loud. Not a happy smile, but a mockery.

Bulgari's status in the world's luxury goods, needless to say, those who understand will naturally understand.

She originally wanted to show off her wealth in front of Li Zhiyun, but she made her assistant angry. He was thinking about how to get back, but he didn't expect Zhou Qi to say such words suddenly. Glancing at the somewhat "poor" two bottles of Feitian Moutai, she really didn't know how to deal with these two people.

Peng Chunxiao comes from a wealthy family, so he is naturally an expert in luxury goods, otherwise he would not choose Bulgari.

But his character is very gentlemanly, especially when facing people who are not so rich.

He hesitated for a moment, thought carefully about his words before speaking, "Mr. Zhou, actually you don't have to do this. Since that person came first, he must have a lot of energy in this city, and maybe they need this ring even more. So, then Forget it. I think we should exchange martial arts, I am more interested in this."

Hearing Peng Chunxiao's words, Zhou Qi nodded secretly, thinking that this young man's background is very good.

But the more this is the case, the more surprised he is. I don't know why he likes a girl like Fang Huahua.

"It doesn't matter, maybe I know that person, maybe it's my friend."

Zhou Qi smiled and waved his hands, "I'll ask my friend to find out. Fang Huahua is Li Zhiyun's classmate. I haven't seen you for many years. It's just when you are getting married. Of course, I prefer the beauty of adults. I heard you mentioned the knight's sword badge just now. Things, you must be a master of martial arts. I am also very interested and want to learn and learn."

As Zhou Qi spoke, he made a phone call, hung up and put it away after a brief instruction.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't call, Fang Huahua couldn't help but almost laughed out loud when he saw Zhou Qi's cell phone. If it wasn't for maintaining his image in front of Peng Chunxiao, he might have laughed so hard. This is completely a very "classic" model. I am afraid that in that era, there was still a pursuit of "16 Hexuan".

Peng Chunxiao just frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, but gave Fang Huahua a look, hoping she would pay attention.

Li Zhiyun remained indifferent the whole time, as if nothing could cause her to fluctuate. It was the same at first, she really knew Zhou Qi's energy too well. Not to mention in northern Jiangsu, in the south of Huaxia, even in neighboring island countries and Southeast Asia,

have a strong influence. Stamping one's feet can cause shocks in all parties.

She also knew why Zhou Qi did this, and the complaints against Zhou Qi in her heart were not so strong.

She thought that Zhou Qi only had Xia Yiruo and Nangong Xue in her heart, but now she was thinking about doing something for herself, which made her feel better.

"Then come with me, Mr. Zhou Qi, I'll take you to a place, you might like it." Peng Chunxiao nodded, and when he heard that Zhou Qi was also interested, he stood up impatiently.

With him leading the way, several people walked through the restaurant and opened the door next to the reception. This door seems ordinary, but after opening it is another "world", which is actually a small knight dojo. It turned out that when the restaurant was being renovated, the relatively closed space was specially reserved for his hobby.

"How about Mr. Zhou, isn't there a great atmosphere here?"

When Peng Chunxiao saw his own knight dojo, he also felt very fulfilled, "I used to communicate with the old masters in Chinatown, and many of them followed the masters of the Republic of China. They told me a lot about kicking the hall. Hahaha, I know the times are different now, but I still feel more at ease!"

Hearing this, Zhou Qi suddenly felt that this man Peng Chunxiao was really cute.

It's very interesting that there is still such a plot in my heart. However, he really wanted to remind Peng Chunxiao that even if he had kicked the gym in the past, it was basically limited to the martial arts gym, not the restaurant.

"Interesting, I admire you very much, although you have practiced the knight sword medal."

With one hand behind his back, Zhou Qi paced around to observe, and kept nodding, "However, I want to remind you that since you often communicate with those old boxers, you should know a truth. Huaxia's martial arts are called Guoshu. Guoshu It's not for show, it's for killing enemies. If you're afraid of getting hurt, we don't have to. After all, it's fun to talk about history."

Peng Chunxiao shook his head, took off his suit jacket, the shirt inside outlined his full muscles.

He shook his arms, clenched his fists, and made a gesture of a knight's sword badge, "Mr. Zhou, you are completely overthinking. The reason why I said that just now, without any offense, was because of their influence. They say that the current Huaxia has lost the will to be desperate for the country. Today's martial arts are not worthy of being called national arts."

Zhou Qi thought about many of Peng Chunxiao's answers, but never thought that he would actually say that.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he stood up in awe.

He thinks that these old boxers are not wrong in a certain sense. This era is too impetuous, many people practice martial arts for fame and fortune. Either for their own fame and fortune, or for the family's fame and fortune. It is rare to have the bloody spirit of drawing a sword and rushing to kill for the sake of the country.

And this truth was also realized by him in the island country. In the face of people who are not of our race, these Chinese boxers are often more able to burst out fighting spirit, and they are indeed qualified to make this evaluation. Thinking of this, Zhou Qi cupped his fists and made a bow. This is not a respect for Peng Chunxiao, but a respect for those Chinese boxers.

"They are right, but there is one point that I need to refute."

Zhou Qi looked at Peng Chunxiao seriously, "Chinese martial arts are not only manifested in wartimes, but also in peaceful times. Otherwise, what about Zhang Sanfeng? What about those ancient martial artists? Such a turning point in history. Of course, heroes are worthy of respect, but they should not obliterate all Chinese warriors. Guoshu is the fist and the beating heart."

What a beating heart, Peng Chunxiao's eyes lit up, and his fighting spirit became even higher.

This heart beats for the country, and it is also because of growing up in such a country that it can beat so powerfully.

"It is precisely because we are standing on the land of this country that we can make powerful fists. Even if you are overseas, as long as you have a country in your heart, you can still unleash powerful energy. This is a belief. It is useless to talk about it. I think you are too Those who are determined and persistent, since you can’t convince the other party with words, let’s use boxing to communicate.”

Zhou Qi stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Peng Chunxiao indifferently, and stretched out his right hand, as if to invite a fight.

Zhou Qi, who looked ordinary at first, seemed to have the demeanor of a master at this time. The four words "Young Grandmaster" just popped out in Fang Huahua's mind. She did know Peng Chunxiao's combat effectiveness, and she had seen him beat up the bad guys and run away. Originally, he wanted to satirize Zhou Qi with words, but now he couldn't say anything.

The two women were sitting on chairs under the arena of the dojo. They had no communication with each other, but they both had great confidence in their man.

When Peng Chunxiao heard Zhou Qi's words, he became more and more eager to try.

Zhou Qi knew that he practiced the ancient European martial art knight sword badge, so he said: "Although the knight sword badge has boxing skills, it is prepared for the knight army after all. I don't want to take advantage of you. I saw there is a sword. Why don't you just take the sword. Don't think it's against me, even if you hold the sharpest sword, you won't be my opponent."

"Hmph, what a bragging." Fang Huahua pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice.

Peng Chunxiao nodded, then walked over to take two swords, and threw one of them at Zhou Qi, "That's the best, I also want to know whether you are talking big, Mr. Zhou. I also hope that you can Go all out, don't worry about my injury. I also have a lot of actual combat experience, if you don't have the determination to die, it's boring to be in the ring, and I hope you have such awareness."

Seeing that Peng Chunxiao's fighting spirit was gradually rising, Zhou Qi nodded secretly, thinking that this young man was very interesting.

Looking at the sword in his hand, it is a classical European sword. Although it has beautiful lines, it is not a work of art that is not good for use. The blade is extremely sharp and reveals a cold light. There is also a certain logo on the hilt, which should be the crest of the knight order or the family. The whole body has increased tremendously, obviously it has been wiped and maintained very carefully all year round.

"Good sword, come on young man, let me experience the real knight's sword badge."

"Swords have no eyes, please be careful! I am a knight of the Knights of St. Louis, I hereby invite you to fight!"

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