Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Why should I give you money, I will not give you, how can you drop?"

"That's it, you just used the magic technique just now. It doesn't count. You have the ability to compare with Zhao Shao one more time, and I won you if I won."

Bai Qinghu and Meng Pojun said, howling, they made it clear that they wanted to pay the bill.

Listening to this, Wang Fan was suddenly unhappy, but these two people even wanted to rely on themselves? Just kidding, is his Wang Fan's account so shameless?

However, Wang Fan was about to attack, but was stopped by Mo Genrou. "Forget it, you have won enough."

Mo Wenrou didn't want to see Wang Fan offend these majors. After all, neither Bai Qinghu nor Meng Pojun was irritating.

"How do you do this? I won the fair and fair." Wang Fan was not very willing. He doesn't care whether the other party is a major in Beijing or not. Anyway, if he wants to rely on his own account, he can't.

"Wang Fan, you don't have to be stubborn. The two of them added up to six million. I'll give you the big deal."

Mo Wenrou said angrily. Her face was already not so pretty, as if she was very angry.

"Okay." Wang Fan looked at Mo Genou's appearance, and finally nodded depressedly. He didn't want to make Mo Genrou difficult.

Well, for the sake of gentleness, I will bear with you, but this account has been written down and I will get it back sooner or later.

"Haha, aren't you very arrogant, why do you counsel now? I don't give it to you if I don't give it to you, and you can't help it?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Qinghu laughed, and began to ridicule.

Wang Fan felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but pouted his lips and said, "Cut, just your one million, I still can't look down on it, really. It's true. I knew you only bet a million, I couldn't even bother to ask you want."

"What are you talking about? You have to say it again?" Bai Qinghu was almost stunned. Wang Fan even said that he couldn't look down on his one million. This is just hitting his face.

"Why, am I wrong?" Wang Fan didn't hang him at all, "Don't say it again, I just say it ten times, what can you do?"

"Good boy, don't think that if you have a gentle gentle supporter, I'm afraid of you. Bodyguard, give me a bodyguard." Bai Qinghu was so desperate that he shouted with his sleeves on.

He must teach this **** a hard meal and let this **** know that they are not so troublesome.

Before Wang Fan won Zhao Kuangshan, he didn't talk about it, but also embarrassed Zhao Kuangshan three times and five times, showing his limelight. This is just hitting them in the face.

As they are young men in Beijing, when did they dare to step on them with a grass root? So he intends to take the opportunity to give a bad breath.

Along with the Bai Qinghu's arms, dozens of bodyguards suddenly rushed in. It was Ma Yong who was previously deflated.

"Bai Shao, what do you instruct?" Ma Yong fart ran to Bai Qinghu and asked like dog legs.

When he was questioning, his eyes were staring at Wang Fan with a smile, obviously he was asking for some reason.

His uncle, I have endured you for a long time, and finally found a chance to shoot wow. Previously, Ma Yong outside watched Wang Fan show his limelight inside, and stepped on Zhao Kuangshan, which was suffocating and choking.

"This **** is disrespectful to Lao Tzu and beat me hard. Don't be beaten to death. After all, people are Miss Mo's boyfriend."

Bai Qinghu pointed to Wang Fan hey, especially on the three words of boyfriend, biting stress.

How could Ma Yong not understand Bai Qinghu's meaning, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Bai Shao rest assured, I will definitely be merciful to his men."

He said, clenching his fists, looking at Wang Fan.

"Bai Qinghu, what are you going to do? He is the person I brought with Mo Genou. You better not want to be presumptuous?" Mo Wenrou stopped coldly in front of Ma Yong, but his eyes turned to Bai Qinghu.

"Unrestrained?" Bai Qinghu smiled, he didn't look at Mo Genou, but looked at Wang Fan, "Are you a man, should you hide behind a woman?"

If you change to usual, Wang Fan will say this cheaply and say, what is wrong with Lao Tzu hiding behind the woman, you come to bite me?

But now, he doesn't want to do that.

This night, he was continuously provoked and ridiculed, and he also got angry in his heart. Especially looking at the two abominable faces of Ma Yong and Bai Qinghu, he wanted to punch hard.

Sometimes, blind tolerance does not bring peace and quiet, but only taunts. Wang Fan feels it is time to defend his dignity with his fists.

"Sister Gentle, you let me go, this kind of salted fish, I can still deal with it." Wang Fan reached out and pulled Mo Genrou behind him, said lightly.

He had put away his previous cynicism and his expression became serious.

Mo Wenrou saw that Wang Fan looked like this, and he didn't make his head out, but reminded him, "Be careful."

She knows that when necessary, Wang Fan still needs to prove his strength, and relying on her blindly will only make these big and small golds even more despised.

What's more, the opponent is the role of Ma Yong's bodyguard, so there is no need to worry at all.

But the only thing she was not worried about was whether Wang Fan was Ma Yong ’s opponent, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Ma Yong was so famous in the capital, but it was not blown out.

"Wang Ba Dan, who do you say salted fish? Later, I will let you become salted fish." Over there, Ma Yong was already angry.

How dare this guy dare to scold him for salted fish.

"Then what are you doing stunned, hurry up and hit me? Say your salted fish is already looking at you. In my eyes, you are a dog who can only bark and will not bite."

Wang Fan was very disdainful about Ma Yong's anger, still violently stimulating his nerves with words.

"Damn, I'm so mad, I'll let you kneel down and call your grandfather." Ma Yong couldn't bear Wang Fan's provocation anymore, waving his fists and attacked Wang Fan fiercely.

The punch is as strong as the wind, and the force is heavy, and a harsh sound burst in the air, as if to tear the air!

Bajiquan?

Wang Fan looked at Ma Yong's movements and felt the mighty power, but he couldn't help but froze for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect this guy to have such a skill, he would know how to do eight pole punches.

However, he didn't care too much, directly raised his fist, and then blasted towards Ma Yong's fist.

Relative to Ma Yong, Wang Fan's punches seemed to be an understatement.

"Lying, what is this guy doing, is he crazy?"

"Ma Yong's eight pole fist is very powerful. Even the first bodyguard of the Zhao family did not dare to be so hard-bombed. Where did this Wang Fan come from?"

"Hahaha, stupid, really stupid, this guy will soon become crippled."

Those young men and women looked at this scene and became shocked, and could not help talking.

Meng Pojun laughed directly at his stomach and scolded Wang Fan silly. In his view, Wang Fan's move was to find death.

He seemed to have been able to see the scene where Wang Fan was hit by Ma Yong with a punch, and then stepped on his feet.

Even Mo Gen couldn't help but lift his breath, and his heart became nervous.

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