Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan's life became more comfortable. In addition to studying Herborist and alchemy, he accompanied the women blindly.

Rarely relaxed.

On the third day of his return to Jinzhou, Chu Wei, Huang Tingting and others left one after another.

Wang Fan Group is in a period of rapid development and is expanding abroad. They are not as comfortable as Wang Fan.

After Wang Fan's unremitting efforts, half a month later, all the spirit grass in his hands became a panacea.

Strictly speaking, it is not a panacea, just condensing Lingcao into a pill.

But even so, it is much better than boiling Lingcao into a soup and taking it.

Wang Fan left a few immortals and gave the rest to Pei Qingcheng Hei Luosha Abiao and others.

They are also treasures.

On this day, Wang Fan was cultivating self-cultivation, er, to be precise, while enjoying tea while enjoying Ms. Ning Yao ’s massage, Pei Qingcheng suddenly came in.

She was wearing a lilac dress, enchanting and slim, and she looked less charming and more pure.

"Wang Shao, the big things aren't going well, the angry fist is coming, he wants you to visit before noon."

Pei Qingcheng's voice was a little quick, and his eyes flashed uneasy. Obviously, this angry fist gave her a lot of oppression.

"Anger fist?" Wang Fan couldn't help but frown, "What is the way? Why should they summon me?"

Wang Fan felt a little funny, "He wanted to see me, he would n’t come to my place to visit me, but let me go to see him. Is n’t he taking himself too seriously?"

When Pei Qingcheng heard Wang Fan's words, he knew that Wang Fan had never heard of Anger Boxing and couldn't help explaining.

"Wang Shao, you are not a member of the ancient martial arts world, you don't know. In the ancient martial arts world, there are three cases, which can be called giants."

"All the ancient Wu families are basically their vassals. The fist gate is one of the three gates."

Pei Qingcheng's tone is a little solemn, "A case of three gates is rarely involved in the world. Only when they meet those talents who are against the sky, they will send their children to recruit."

"I thought that the people who were angry fist came to Jinzhou because they liked the potential of Wang Shaoyou. But the attitude of the disciples of the angry fist made me feel very different."

"He seems to have a deep grasp on you, I guess, he is mostly for the Ouyan family or Yu family."

"One case, three doors, early?" Wang Fan smiled, "I haven't gone to the Yu family, they came out early?"

Wang Fan was very disdainful, "You let them wait and say that Ben Shao is not available now, and when Ben Shao is free, go and see them."

"A lot of anger fists, really take themselves seriously, Ben Shao was too lazy to take care of him."

Wang Fan didn't take it seriously.

When he was in the capital, Ye Nantian said that the state had constraints on the forces of the ancient Wu family, and they simply did not dare to mess up in the secular world.

Otherwise, all the people from the ancient martial arts ran out and made troubles. Isn't this society a mess?

Therefore, although this angry boxing sounds incomparable, Wang Fan did not care about it.

Even if he talks in the air, let him meet Wang Fan? This is so amazing that Wang Fan was too lazy to give them a face.

"Wang Shao, angry fist, we can't afford to offend." Pei Qingcheng was about to cry, "offended them, we will be in big trouble."

Pei Qingcheng persuaded Wang Fan, "Let ’s go and see first. If they are soliciting you, they will all be happy. If they are to give Yujia Ouyan, we will act again, what do you say?"

Although Pei Qingcheng is not a person in the ancient martial arts world, he knows more about the ancient martial arts world than Wang Fanlai.

Anger boxing is not something that Wang Fan can provoke at a congenital peak.

As long as others are willing, they can be pinned to death at any time.

Wang Fan looked at Pei Qingcheng's expression, but he felt a little helpless. Was the angry fist so terrible? In order not to worry about Pei Qingcheng, he nodded, "Well, I'll see them."

Wang Fan can see that Pei Qingcheng's mood is very upset, and even a little uneasy.

On the way, she told thousands of people not to take the initiative to offend the angry fist, try not to cause trouble.

Of course, if the anger fist really came out for the Ouyan Jia Yu's family and made Wang Fan difficult, there would be no way.

Although Wang Fan was unhappy, he could only nod.

Pei Qingcheng is so afraid of the anger boxing, it seems that this anger boxing is really not simple.

The two soon came to the hotel where the masters of anger fist gate lived.

Pei Qingcheng rang the doorbell with full of uneasiness.

One minute, two minutes.

Three minutes passed, and no one took notice.

Wang Fan was upset again, "Is there no one, let's go."

Pei Qingcheng grabbed Wang Fan and lowered his head to explain, "This is a three-door consistent style. They are accustomed to standing tall. This has always been the case. No matter who they visit, they will be left on for a while."

Pei Qingcheng still didn't say a word, that is, people are in a good mood and only dry you for three or five minutes. If you are in a bad mood, just dry you for a few hours.

Anyway, the identity of others is there, and the people who come to visit do not dare to complain.

"I'm going, is this too fucking?" Wang Fan heard this, and it became even more unpleasant in an instant, and he couldn't help but slurred.

Pei Qingcheng was shocked, and in anxiety, he quickly kissed Wang Fan and blocked his mouth.

Your sister, this is at the doorstep of others. What do you do if you scold others like this?

Although the anger fist is likely to come out for the Ouyan family Yu family, in case it is not?

Whether he can provoke the angry fist, Pei Qingcheng is still reluctant to let Wang Fan provoke. After all, the anger fist is too strong.

Wang Fan had no choice but to wait at the door with discomfort.

They waited for half an hour before the door opened with a crunch, and then a handsome face in their thirties appeared in front of Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at that face, and almost couldn't help but slammed it through, but in the end, he still could not bear it.

"You are Wang Fan?" The youth squinted at Wang Fan, his expression was arrogant and his tone high.

"I am." Wang Fan answered with his head down. He was not admonishing, he was afraid to look at that face, he would not be able to resist a punch.

"Come in." The youth sneered contemptuously before entering.

Wang Fan and Pei Qingcheng followed closely, and Pei Qingcheng repeatedly gave Wang Fan a wink, asking Wang Fan not to take the initiative to provoke him.

Wang Fan was depressed, but for Pei Qingcheng, he could only nod.

There is also a young man in the room.

This young man is also in his thirties, dressed in a blue shirt, and smart.

He sat on the sofa with a golden sword, his eyes were proud, his nostrils turned up, and at first glance he was a pretentious master.

He gave Wang Fan a cold look, and then turned his attention to Pei Qingcheng.

At the moment when he saw Pei Qingcheng, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, but it quickly covered up.

"Brother Tu, the man brought him." The young man bowed to Brother Tu before, and stood behind him respectfully.

Brother Tu looked coldly at Wang Fan without speaking.

Wang Fan was a little puzzled and looked at him coldly, not dying to speak.

Pei Qingcheng turned his head down, a little depressed and a little uneasy.

One minute, two minutes.

Three minutes later, the young man behind Brother Tu finally couldn't help it. He suddenly pointed at Wang Fan and said coldly, "Dog slave, don't kneel, wait for death?"

Wang Fan, furious! ! !

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