Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Yeah, Brother Death, what are you doing, how did you jump up?" Wang Fan distanced from Death and asked innocently.

Grim Reaper is about to collapse, Nima, is this grandson a teasing monkey invited?

He wanted to punch Wang Fan with a punch, but the pain in his toes made him temporarily energyless, and he could only jump to relieve the pain first.

"Brother Bleach, you wouldn't be jumping the gods, oh yeah, you're too bad to use black magic."

Wang Fan yelled, his hands began to dance, and he did n’t forget to hum, "But do you think you can do black magic, and I will. Roar roar, drop eighteen palms!"

He snarled, and his palms slapped on Grim Reaper very quickly.

Reaper was backed up again and again and wanted to fight back with his fists, but whether it was intentional or coincidental, Wang Fan's palm could always hit his weak position, making him unable to lift him.

"Foshan Wuying Feet." Wang Fan blasted the Dragon's Eighteen Palms, and finally shouted Foshan Wuying Feet, and then the big feet were printed on the chest of Death.

With a loud bang, the whole person of Death was kicked and flew up directly, and the height happened to exceed the guardrail, and fell down under the stage.

Wang Fan was shocked by the force and nearly fell down on the ring.

Looking at this scene, the people under the stage were stunned, and then died instantly.

Nima, is this okay?

They all feel like a dog.

Wang Fanke ignored them, and after stabilizing his body, he excitedly returned to the middle of the ring and raised his hand, waving with a laugh.

That proud expression is like defeating the world boxing champion.

Ma Lingru choked on the corner of her mouth and almost spit out no old blood.

If Wang Fan desperately struggled to survive and finally defeated the **** of death, she could barely accept. But what's going on now?

Even, if the force of Wang Fan's foot is a little lower, Death can't even fall off the ring.

Her mood can only be described by one word, that is, the dog is gone.

Suffocating!

Ma Lingru succumbed, not to mention the death, he wanted to stand up to get justice, but he could not stand up in a while.

He is almost dead.

Lin Ruoxue's eyes narrowed. This **** is really as bad as ever.

She finally realized that Wang Fan was not easy.

Even though everyone in the audience felt that Wang Fan had been lucky, but through the previous scene, she knew that Wang Fan had the power to crush Death.

When Wang Fan won, they were in the private room, and Bian Hui broke into with three men.

"Lin Ruoxue, get out for Lao Tzu! Damn, dare to hit my woman's face. Have you agreed with me? Get out of me!"

Bian Hui banged the box door open, and then began to roar, murderous.

The next Liu Yanyan also opened her mouth and made a vicious voice, "Lin Ruoxue, aren't you very bullish, do you have to slap the old lady again? Get out of the old lady and see that the old lady will not tear your face!"

"Damn, dare to slap the old lady. Not only should the old lady tear your face, but also find ten or eight people to turn you, bitch!"

Liu Yanyan was very arrogant, but soon dumbfounded, Lin Ruoxue was not at all.

This sudden sound made Xie Yunqing, Jiang Yun and others who didn't go to watch the fist blows stunned, then immediately frowned.

As the only man in the box, Xie Yunqing stood up naturally, "Who are you, don't you think it's impolite to break into our box like this?"

"Give you three minutes, apologize immediately, and get out. I won't pursue it, otherwise I will call the police."

Xie Yunqing said while walking to Bianhui and others, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Apologize? Call the police?" Bian Hui heard this, first hesitated, then grinned.

Without any warning, he slammed Xie Yunqing's face with a slap, fanned him to the ground, and immediately kicked his legs up.

"Threat Lao Tzu? What the **** are you doing?" Bian Hui looked very irritable, crazy feet by feet.

In just a few clicks, Xie Yunqing was kicked away, full of embarrassment.

"Ah, what are you doing, he is in the deep city Xie Shao, you are in trouble, you are in trouble." A woman next to Jiang Yun couldn't help but stood up and yelled.

But before she finished speaking, she was grabbed by the angry Bianhui and slammed on the table in front of her.

With a loud bang, the woman uttered a scream and her head was bleeding.

Centered on the point of her forehead hitting, a spider-web-like blood oozed out on the table, irritating everyone's eyes.

Bian Hui pulled the woman's hair, raised her head, and asked with a grin, "You said, what a disaster I had?"

At this time, the bodyguard in the distance finally recovered and ran towards this side.

But they hadn't ran to Bianhui yet, Bianhui's two subordinates had rushed up, and there was a loud bang, five or six bodyguards were tipped out, and there was no more power to fight.

Comparing their strength with Bian Hui's two subordinates, they are just like a playhouse and can't bear a blow.

The audience is dead!

Except for Jiang Yun biting his lip, a group of people no longer dared to raise their heads, their delicate bodies shivered.

The woman with her hair ripped, her tears streaming, her body shaking, her eyes full of fear.

"Who are you, don't you think it's too much to deal with a woman?" Jiang Yunqiang endured the fear and asked his head stubbornly, but he was also fancied on the sofa by Bianhui, and the bleeding spattered on the corner of his mouth.

"Excessive, I Bianhui, I never know what is excessive!" Bianhui is very arrogant, "to Lao Tzu, where did Lin Ruoxue go? Damn, dare not say, Lao Tzu upset you."

"Don't talk to Lao Tzu about the young man in the deep city. This is Jinzhou, not the deep city. Here, I have the final say. It's the dragon. He has to cross his arms with the tiger, and the tiger. He has to lie down with him!"

Arrogant, overbearing, no one in sight!

The red and red Lili there was equally scared and chilled, trying to use the intercom to secretly call people, but they hadn't had time to speak out. Bian Hui grabbed two ashtrays and smashed it.

Two bangs.

The ashtray hit the chest of the second woman, and the two vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Before they stood up, Bian Hui's two subordinates ran past, dragging them back like a dog.

"Damn, shouting? Believe me or not, I cut you directly?" Bian Hui slaps two slaps on the faces of the two women, asking arrogantly.

Honghong and Lili lowered their heads and dared not to speak again.

Bian Hui didn't pay any attention to them, but looked at Jiang Yun and others, "No one said yes, did you want Lao Tzu to throw you out?"

"I don't hide from you, I came to Lin Ruoxue when I came. What kind of woman she dare to move Laozi, this is her death!"

"As long as you tell where she is, Lao Tzu will spare you once, not to say, you all have to be unlucky."

"Laozi knows you have a background, and Laozi is not afraid to tell you that Laozi is a black wolf gang Bianhui and wants to take revenge. Anytime after today."

Bian Hui seemed very domineering, not only threatening, but also proactively reporting his identity.

A group of people listened to this and their faces became paler.

Wolves help Bian Hui, this is a ruthless man.

One of them could no longer withstand this pressure and could not help but growl, "They are going to the underground ring, they are going to the underground ring."

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