Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Kong Wucheng's face changed, flashing to the side, with a loud bang, garlic head and nose stepped on the stone table, the whole stone table was torn apart.

The stone chips splashed and the terror was terrifying.

Kong Wucheng's face was gloomy. The strength of this garlic-nosed young man really exceeded his expectations.

The young man with garlic head and nose was also slightly amazed. He also did not expect that Kong Wucheng had such a skill, and he could escape his foot.

"Can you hide it? You can hide once, I don't believe you can hide ten times!" The young man with garlic head sneered, strode forward again, and stepped on Kong Wucheng with great force.

Kong Wucheng hid again and again, and never returned.

The bodyguard of the Kong family looked at this scene, but his complexion changed. Several bodyguards who were not seriously wounded struggled to get up and pointed at the young man with a garlic nose.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"Dare you dare to attack Kong Shao again, believe it or not, we killed you?"

They were very angry and had a fever on their cheeks.

As Kong Wucheng's bodyguards, they were humiliated by the falling flowers of a garlic-headed nose.

They all feel sorry for the salary given to them by the Confucian family. If Kong Wucheng is cut off, they will not only faceless, but also blame them.

"Shooting gun?" The face of the young garlic-nosed nose changed, and suddenly looked at those people, with a brutal look like a tiger.

He took out a bronze sign directly, flicked it in his hand, and walked towards the bodyguards.

He quickly walked over to the bodyguards, shook a sign in front of them, and grabbed one of them with a gun on his head.

"Come on, shoot, shoot! You kind of shoot at this, if I frown, I'm a grandson!"

Arrogant and arrogant, not forever.

The bodyguards changed their faces when they saw the sign. Obviously, they did not expect that the young people with garlic and nose had such a status.

Kong Wucheng's face also became ugly, and he could not help frowning.

"Why don't you dare to shoot? Since you don't dare to shoot, then I'm welcome! Point the gun at me, right? Use the gun to deter me, right? Next, it's my turn to deter you!"

Seeing that the bodyguard didn't dare to move, the young garlic-nosed youth grabbed a sign and slapped them one by one on their faces. Then they directly grabbed a gun and launched a burst shot.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang.

A series of harsh sounds, all the bodyguards were shot in the legs, screaming and fell to the ground.

The blood rain splashed, staining the red ground, and the air was filled with a thick and dangerous breath.

The atmosphere is delicate.

The bodyguards looked ugly one by one, and humiliation appeared in their eyes, but they could only endure it and did not dare to attack.

Even if some bodyguards have guns in their hands, they unconsciously lower their muzzles, not to mention firing, and even the courage to point at the garlic nose.

Wang Fan looked at the bronze-colored sign in the head of Garlic Nose, and then he looked awkward. Then he couldn't help but glance at the dark night beside him, his eyes flashed with playfulness.

He remembered that there was such a brand on the night, but that night was golden.

The identity of this garlic-nosed nose is also forthcoming and belongs to Ye Nantian.

Wang Fan was a little curious. Ye Nantian had such a deterrent force under his bronze medal. At the same time, he was slightly dissatisfied with Ye Nantian.

He desperately worked hard for Ye Nantian to heal his wounds, but his men were so good that he was mingled with the Meng family and wanted to start with himself. What kind of truth is this?

Hei Ye noticed the change in Wang Fan's expression, and he felt a sigh in his heart, and the whole person instantly felt bad.

If Wang Fan was dissatisfied with Ye Nantian because of this incident, and no longer dedicated to rescue, it would be a big trouble.

Dark night thought of this, could not sit still, he planned to shoot, but Wang Fan was pressed down with one hand.

Dark night gave Wang Fan a puzzled look and had to hold back his movements.

At this time, Garlic Nose had strode to Kong Wucheng and grinned, "Aren't you able to hide? Are you hiding again?"

"Did I ever say that you don't want to move Meng Qingyang? Don't you take my words as a deaf ear?"

While talking, he grabbed the bronze medal and patted it on the table in front of Kong Wucheng, crackling like a face, full of momentum.

Kong Wucheng's face was ugly, he clenched his fists several times, trying to resist, and finally couldn't give up.

The status of Garlic Nose is here, he is still a little daunted, once he starts, he can only exhale.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

Not to mention that his Kong Wucheng will be in big trouble, it is estimated that his Kong family will be implicated.

"Aren't you very bullish? Aren't you arrogant? Don't you not take my words into your eyes? If you are really kind, just give me a slap in Meng Qingyang?"

Garlic smiled and nodded, let Meng Qingyang come over, and asked Meng Qingyang to put his face in front of Kong Wucheng, "Come, fight, don't dare to fight, you are the grandson!"

Meng Qingyang also followed the clamor, "Come, hit me, hit me? Shit, if you dare not hit me, then I will hit you!"

"You just slapped me with two slaps, right. If I don't slapping you twenty slaps, I'll count on you."

"Not only you, but even your little brothers, one counts, and I will not let go."

"As for the two women, Lao Tzu went directly to them, and then let my bodyguards wait until my bodyguard was bored, and I threw them directly to Sanlitun for free!"

Meng Qingyang's tone is full of resentment.

Kong Wucheng's two slaps made him a little crazy and a little irrational.

Kong Wucheng's face was ugly and angered!

He did not expect that Meng Qingyang had even found such a backstage.

His head was down, his fists were squeezed, and he was making a difficult choice, whether he wanted to swallow his voice or kill him.

Dark night listened to Meng Qingyang's insulting words again, could not sit still, and stood up suddenly.

Pick up for free?

This is Meng Qingyang looking for death!

It was just that the night hadn't had time to start yet, and Wang Fan pulled her back to her seat again.

Wang Fan got up and walked to Meng Qingyang with a big step, said with a smile, "Kong Shao is not afraid to hit you, but is afraid that your face dirty his hands."

"But I am not afraid of being dirty. Since Kong Shao disdains hands, then I would be happy to do it."

Wang Fan said, with a big wave and two snaps, he gave Meng Qingyang two slaps.

Meng Qingyang's already swollen face became more swollen, a few remaining teeth were pumped out, his body was trembling, and endless anger flashed in his eyes.

If Kong Wucheng slapped him with two slaps, although he felt humiliated, but still barely tolerable, Wang Fan could not bear these two slaps.

Kong Wucheng is equal to his identity, he can be beaten, but what is Wang Fan?

"Meng Shao, do you still feel satisfied with these two slaps, is the strength just right? If I remember right, ten slaps, two less punches, I hit two, and it's six short."

"I will definitely control the strength in the next six slaps according to Meng Shao's request."

Wang Fan looked at Meng Qingyang and smiled loudly.

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