Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

At this time, Jiang Yufei suddenly took out the exquisite ring box and handed it to Liu Zijie. He said calmly, "return the ring to you. Don't bother me in the future."

As soon as he said this, Liu Zijie froze, and his iron green face was even more ferocious and terrifying against the bloodstain. Liu Zijie stares at Jiang Yufei and almost says, "Jiang Yufei, what do you mean?"

Without waiting for Jiang Yufei to speak, Fang Qing grabbed the ring and smashed it on Liu Zijie. He said contemptuously, "what do you mean? I don't like you. It's really a bag of grass. Thanks to your father, he is the fourth richest man in Jiangzhou. It's really humiliating to have such advice. "

Liu Zijie's silver teeth are almost biting and bleeding. He would like to strip Fang Qing and throw her into the street and beat her severely.

After the college entrance examination, I'll only talk about the rain and rain

Liu Zijie stares at Jiang Yufei and says three times. He takes the ring and gets out of the car.

At this moment, in front of Shenghui Hotel, only the sound of "bang Dang" door reverberates in the night.

A few minutes later, only seven or eight black Audi rushed over, all without license plates.

When Jiang Yufei is puzzled, there are a large number of men wearing black waistcoats from the car. Jiang Yufei immediately recognizes that they must be some punks.

Fang Qing was afraid that these people would be wrong about Jiang Yufei, so she quickly pulled Jiang Yufei into the car.

Jiang Yufei looked carefully and seemed to see a few of them with pistols pinned to their waists!

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"Young man, don't you want to play with me? Come on, how to play? I think you are short of money. Are you interested in being a bodyguard by my side? I can give you a million dollars a year. " Speaking of this, Fang Zhibin was slightly raised in the corner of his mouth and said: "but you have to kneel down and apologize to me first!"

Meng ran listened to the dense footsteps in the corridor and said with a sneer, "I said how dare you speak up to me. It turns out that you have come to rescue the soldiers."

Wan Zhibin looks sluggish, is wondering whether he has just been found stealing text messages?

A group of men, dressed in vests, burst into the room like a crowd of dead people.

The leader is a tall man with a board inch head. His muscles are tight like a dragon. His bulging blood vessels are like small green snakes. His strong body is several times stronger than those fitness coaches.

"Wanye, we're late. You're scared!" The man bowed his head and said respectfully.

Wan Zhibin nodded, but he found a chair to sit down. He took out his cigar from his pocket and lit it. He looked arrogant and confident. "Young man, don't you want to play? Come on, ah Jie is my number one hitter. Don't blame me for not reminding you. He's a martial artist with great internal skills. With this palm, stones can be broken. "

Meng ran was not interested in these people, but when he heard about the success of his internal skills, he had some light in his eyes. He looked at the abdomen of the man named ah Jie, but found that the white Qi was much stronger than Mu Lao and Dabiao.

"Boy, if you kneel down and beg me, I'll cut off your leg." Ajisen ran.

He had just doubted that Wanye was in a hurry to call all the people to deal with this young boy. But when he saw those people lying on the ground, his face changed slightly, and he said: is it possible that this boy has defeated all these people? If so, the boy must at least be a martial artist with a small internal skill.

Ah Jie doesn't feel the fierce spirit of the warrior in Meng ran. He thinks that Meng Ran's cultivation is too weak, so he has no scruples about Meng ran.

Ah Jie hit Meng Ran's face fiercely with a fist. His bulging arm was even thicker than Meng Ran's thigh. The strong wind carried by his fist made people stagger.

"Good come!" Meng ran drank a lot, clenched his fist and rushed straight. He chose to fight with ah Jie!

"I don't know the height of heaven and earth." Ah Jie saw Meng Ran's white fist like a woman and immediately sneered.

Do you want to fight with me? I'm really impatient to live.

The two fists intersect.

The only sound of "click", ah Jie was hit by Meng ran with a fist, just like a broken kite. He hit the wall hard and tumbled to the ground.

Even more, he covered his fist and screamed incessantly. Ah Jie's fist, which was enough to crack the stone, was actually flesh and blood. The white bones on his hands were clearly visible!

On the contrary, Meng Ran is still standing still and motionless.

"Master Wudao! You are the master of martial arts Ah Jie, like a ghost, roared.

Wan Zhibin frowned at the sight, but he didn't expect that his number one fighter was also defeated in Meng Ran's hands.

"I'm glad I was ready for it."

Wan Zhibin drew a pistol from the waist of the man beside him and pointed at Meng Ran's Yin pity and said: "boy, you can really fight, but can you resist my gun?"

Ah Jie said in a hurry: "you can't do it! He is a master of martial arts. He is not afraid of pistols

Then at the moment it is too late, Wan Zhibin aimed at Meng ran chest shot out.Just heard a sound like gold and iron cross swords sound, bullets were shot out, directly broke the vase in the corner of the wall, on the contrary, Meng ran did nothing!

"Is there anything else?" Meng ran stares at the richest man in Jiangzhou.