Super King of Soldiers in the City

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The young people who were sucked by Wang Fan all cried out, tears in their noses, and they just felt like they were all Venus.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but because Heiye and a younger brother were here, he didn't dare and could only bear it. How hopeful he is that these ten slaps will be faster.

"Stop it!" Black's arrogant asthma is about to break out, and after a while he gritted his teeth and shouted.

Wang Fan grinned, revealing two rows of small white teeth, and hey smiled, "Why do you let me stop, I will stop, how old are you?"

Say, slap, the tenth slap in the young man's face.

The young man threw out a cluster of blood at the corner of his mouth, and could no longer bear this stinging and humiliation. He turned his eyes directly and collapsed.

"Okay! Very good!" The Black Lord was furious. "Young people, it's really arrogant enough. Today, if my Black Lord let you out of this Zhengwei Boxing Gym, then I don't have to mix."

"Cut." Wang Fan looked at the black man disdainfully and raised his middle finger. "Who won't brag? There have been so many people who wanted my life for so many years. I'm still alive and well."

"When Ben Shao was fighting on the battlefield, you **** was still playing with mud. Do you know why I didn't beat you directly? It's really your old bone, you can't beat it."

Wang Fan grinned tauntingly and didn't even take Heiye's eyes at all.

To deal with this kind of ground snake, he must be afraid at one time, otherwise, he will endlessly find himself in trouble in the future.

The reason why Wang Fan did not directly capture the thief to capture the king first was also to prove his strength and let the black master know that he was not easy to mess with.

Would n’t it be nice if He had all his men lie down in front of Hei Ye, and finally stepped on him with one foot?

"Abiao, go!" Black Lord's face was somber, pointing to a young man not far away, and said.

"Yes." A Biao led the order and jumped off the platform directly, walking towards Wang Fan.

His pace was not fast or slow, and he walked very evenly. It seems that the distance at each step has been meticulously measured.

This Abiao is the owner of Zhengwei Boxing Gymnasium and the No. 1 warrior of Hei Ye's men.

A few years ago, A Biao played underground black boxing, and was also the super fierce champion who has won 30 consecutive victories.

Later, I didn't know what happened. I turned to the black man and became the next general of the black man.

Wang Fan has long noticed this Abiao, because in the whole Zhengwei Boxing Stadium, only the strength of this Abiao made him pay more attention to it.

Now that Black Lord sent A Biao out, Wang Fan's expression was a little more solemn, but there was a lot of disdain in his eyes.

So quickly, this fierce man was dispatched, and it seems that Heiye is really thin, and no one is available.

Presumably, if it weren't for his prestige, this underground ruler in Jinzhou City had already been replaced.

"please!"

A Biao's expression didn't change much, and he quickly walked to three meters in front of Wang Fan, stopped, and formally said a word in his arms.

This is his habit for many years, and it will not change overnight. However, after saying this sentence, then he will become the fierce and domineering champion.

"Please." Wang Fan didn't do it directly or sarcastically, but also said a word of respect in the same way.

Although this Abiao looks as brutal as a beast, he has such a sense of integrity and is obviously not a traitor. This is a real man, a real master, worthy of respect.

After the ceremony was finished, A Biao was not talking nonsense, his right leg suddenly stepped on the ground, the whole person was like a tank, and rushed towards Wang Fan quickly.

The hard ground was slammed by A Biao, rumbling, as if shaking the mountain, and the cracks cracked and began to spread like a spider web.

A Biao was like a tiger, and immediately flew in front of Wang Fan, a straight punch directly bombed out.

Powerful!

A Biao was born to fight black fist, naturally there will be no fancy moves, straight fist straight to take Wang Fan's head, simple and sharp!

Wang Fan looked at the iron fist hit by the roar, his eyes slightly sullen, and he began to recede. At the same time, he formed a palm with his right hand, slightly lowered it, and then licked it upwards.

With a snap, the back of his hand fell under Abiao's fist.

Although this attack seems to be simple, it is extremely dangerous. Once the timing is wrong, or if you take a slow shot, you will be hit.

A Biao grew up from a real battle. How fierce is his punch. If that punch really hits Wang Fan, Wang Fan's head will definitely blossom, and the dead can't die anymore.

At this time, Wang Fan's clever trick has the effect of four or two pounds. Because A Biao's straight punch is forward and full of fierceness, Wang Fan is from bottom to top.

Suddenly, his entire body was unstable, and he fell towards the ground.

If this falls, even his Abiao can't bear it.

Seeing that A Biao's chin would come into close contact with the ground, Wang Fan flew out of his leg, and his toes lightly touched A Biao's chest.

A Biao only felt a sigh of pain in his chest, and his mouth spouted out a blood.

However, because of Wang Fan's lightness, he also stabilized his body in time, which did not lead to tragedy.

A short two-shot, seemingly random, is extremely thrilling, and at the same time, scores high.

"I lost." A Biao stood up, not angry or crazy, but quietly looked at Wang Fan and said.

After two such rounds, he already knew that he was not Wang Fan's opponent at all.

It's a man!

"Abiao, are you **** crazy, how can you admit defeat? Hurry and beat Lao Tzu, and fight hard! If your mom doesn't beat him up today, Lao Tzu will kill you later."

Before Wang Fan had spoken, the black man on the high platform roared.

Rao is no matter how good he is, he can't stand it at this time.

A Biao was hired by him at a high price. Before this was done, he simply conceded defeat. How can he bear it?

What's more, Wang Fan's face-to-face provocation has repeatedly made his endurance reach the bottom line.

"I'm sorry, Hey Ye, let you down, I'm not his opponent." A Biao looked at Hey Ye, his face full of apology, "You can rest assured, I won't pay a point, leave Jinzhou tomorrow."

"Leaving Jinzhou?" Heiye laughed. "Are you gone? I tell you, if you can't put him down today, your sister won't see tomorrow's sun!"

Hei Ye was obviously angry, and took A Biao's sister directly to start threatening.

"You!" A Biao was overwhelmed when he heard the black man threatening his sister, "You don't talk about morals!"

"Jianghu morality?" Heiye sneered. "That's a fart! In the Laozi dictionary, there has never been any morality!"

"I give you a chance, either you fall, or he falls, otherwise, I will let your sister see the king tonight!"

A Biao looked at the shameless face of Heiye, and he gasped angrily. His eyes were staring like a lantern, staring at Heiye desperately, wishing to eat people.

He never imagined that the black man, who had always respected him very much and was kind, would suddenly become so shameless.

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