Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Looking at this scene, the faces of the surrounding diners changed greatly, and they could not help screaming. Even Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't help but hold her breath.

Because she was very close to the half-step congenital midterm, she felt the murderousness of the other person more intuitively.

"Cleave me? Are you worthy?" Wang Fan grinned, was too lazy to continue the nonsense, and raised his fist to welcome him.

His fist is not at all clingy, and it still looks light, which is not directly proportional to the power of the half-step congenital peak.

Is this guy crazy?

He is looking for death!

Looking at this scene, the dozen or so great ladies were stunned, and then their eyes became sarcasm.

Who doesn't know that what Zangsanqian is good at is strength? Although his strength is only half a step in the mid-innate period, even if it is a real mid-innate period, he dare not compete with him directly.

Jiang Xiaoliang's expression was also full of worries. She didn't understand why Wang Fan was so arrogant.

Not to mention that the power of the two people's punches is not directly proportional, let's say that Wang Fan is sitting, and he has fallen into the passive and the downwind.

In the eyes of everyone's nervous expectation, Wang Fan collided with Zangsanqian's fists.

Huh!

There was a loud sound, strong energy, and those dishes on the table were torn to pieces in a moment!

Click!

There was another sound. In the incredible eyes of everyone, the entire arm bone of Zangsanqian was as if it had been exploded from the inside, cracking and fluttering.

Then he spit out a whole blood and flew out in embarrassment.

The three Houtian Pinnacles did not hide in the past, they were knocked over and their bones bleed, but Zangsan fell to the ground and could not climb again.

The audience was silent.

Everyone opened their mouths in shock and seemed to disbelieve the scene.

That was Zangsanqian, the master of the half-step congenital midterm, and he was also good at power.

But in this way, he was defeated by Wang Fan in a tough way, is this too **** funny?

Wang Fan stood up without any hassle, walked to Zangsan's side, and stepped on him with one foot,

"Aren't you going to hack me? It seems that your behavior is not enough, and looking at you like this, I am afraid there is no way to teach me how to write dead words."

His words were very disdainful, "I thought you were so arrogant and arrogant, I thought you really had a few times, but I didn't expect you to be so unrestrained."

"With such a little strength, I dare to be so arrogant, who gives you the courage and courage?"

Zangsan was stepped on by Wang Fan before listening to Wang Fan's words, and his whole face was flushed, but he couldn't say a single word.

Skills are not as good as people, what else can he say?

At the same time, his heart is also shocking, Wang Fan absolutely surpassed the innate mid-level master, otherwise it is impossible to defeat him so lightly.

If Wang Fan was known as such a master, he would never dare to come to find fault, but unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Madam, it's over." He couldn't help whispering in his heart, and then he suffocated directly under his blood.

Before the death of Zangsan, the remaining ten people naturally no longer dared to stand up and clamor, and immediately had the idea of ​​withdrawing.

It was only that they had just planned to withdraw, and Wang Fan already said indifferently, "Since it's here, why should you rush in there? Could it be that this is the place where you want to come and leave?"

Listening to Wang Fan's words, some nervous diners around couldn't help but want to laugh.

This is a restaurant, isn't it just where you want to come and go?

It's just that they didn't dare to laugh.

Wang Fan is not afraid of the people brought by Tibet III, but it does not mean that they are not afraid. In case he is retaliated afterwards, it will be called wrong.

The more than ten people listened to Wang Fan's words, and their faces became ugly.

One of them could not help but shouted at Wang Fan, "What do you want? I tell you, although you killed Zang Sanqian, it does not mean that we are afraid of you."

"Mrs. Madam is an innate mid-term master of Zhenger's Eight Classics, and Ms. Madam also knows the friends of innate pinnacles. If you offend us, offend the madam, there will be no good ending."

"Oh, is it?" Wang Fan glanced coldly at the congenital peak, and then without any warning, he threw out his fist.

Although the mid-innate congenital had been prepared for a long time, he also saw the blow of Wang Fan's fist, but he just couldn't hide.

It felt like I was bound by some kind of power.

With a loud bang, Wang Fan's fist fell heavily on him. He spouted a sip of blood directly, and the whole person flew out. After falling to the ground, his strength has been abolished, and it has become a waste.

"You, you." He spurted a few mouthfuls of blood, pointed out Wang Fan's trembling words, and then comatose.

Wang Fan grabbed a tissue and wiped his fist. He sneered disdainfully, "When is it anyway that I dare to threaten me, it's just to death!"

The rest were all dead and no longer dared to talk nonsense.

Wang Fan's shot was either a waste or a murder, it was too cruel.

They no longer have the courage to challenge.

Wang Fan looked away from the faces of these people one by one, "Is there anything else to threaten me, if there is, just stand up and I will send him on the road."

None of the more than ten people dared to speak and could not help bowing their heads.

"I thought you were tough guys, but it was just a pustule. I really don't know what it means to live like a pustule."

He waved his hands impatiently, "Go away, don't let me see you again, otherwise I will see one kill one. By the way, take those two scumbags away, they are here, affecting my appetite."

The more than ten people listened to Wang Fan's words. If they were granted amnesty, they did not dare to talk nonsense. They immediately hugged Zangsanqian and the early congenital person, and left the place quickly.

Horrible, it is terrible.

In particular, Wang Fan's decisive killing left a serious shadow on them.

Somewhere on the third floor, the old lady looked at the scene from beginning to end, and her heart could not be calm for a long time.

She never imagined that Wang Fan was so powerful.

She didn't even think that Jiang Xiaoliang actually knew such a person as Wang Fan.

That is why ah? Why does Jiang Xiaoliang know this kind of person?

The old lady has realized that she is not Wang Fan's opponent at all. If she dies, there is only one way to die.

She dare not even return to the Jiang family.

At the moment when Madam's heart was trembling, her box door was suddenly opened, and then a forty-year-old Asako face came in.

"Who are you?" The old lady looked at this pockmarked face, her pupils could not help shrinking, and she stood up instantly.

She was so shocked in her heart that she couldn't see the strength of this Mazi face.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can help you get revenge, provided that you cooperate with me and promise me a condition."

Asako said with a face, he had stood by the old lady, and then began to whisper.

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