Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Death?" Wang Fan smiled. "It's really interesting. You want me to kneel, so straightforward, how come, now I want you to kneel, can't stand it?"

He felt very ridiculous, "I really don't know, where do you come from?"

Wang Fan said that he had already stood up and greeted Brother Tu.

He could perceive that Brother Tu was also an innate peak master. He also wanted to see how the innate pinnacles cultivated by Anger Boxing were different.

Brother Tu's momentum was soaring like a dragon, and his fists and feet were torn apart, and a terrifying energy was torn apart, and he walked towards Wang Fan, unstoppable.

His face was grim, and his eyes were full of crazy killing intentions.

Wang Fan's provocations over and over again have made him almost irrational.

Pei Qingcheng felt this scene and had already hid far away in advance.

However, she has just broken through to the innate early stage. In front of the master Tu, it is simply not enough to look at. If someone works hard together, it is likely to kill her.

At the same time, she also squeezed for Wang Fan, she did not know at all, whether Wang Fan could ever be so powerful as Brother Tu.

Despite Wang Fan's fierce reputation and sturdy record, but Pei Qingcheng has never seen it, she still has some concerns in her heart.

The pressure of the angry fist gate is too great for her, she really has no confidence in Wang Fan.

Relatively speaking, Wang Fan's expression did not change much. On the contrary, he was a little disappointed.

Although Brother Tu had a strong offensive, in his eyes, it was full of flaws. It was simply a paper tiger.

Not to mention the present self, even the self in the middle of the congenital heart can easily defeat him and kill him.

"Hey, you really disappointed me. The so-called angry fist disciple, but that's all." Wang Fan sighed in disappointment, without the slightest fancy, just punched lightly and fluttered out.

Wang Fan's fist, in the moment he just burst out, has not lifted any momentum, let alone any ripples. But when he came into contact with the terror wave, he suddenly became violent.

In an instant, his light fist suddenly rolled up a powerful killing force, just like a cone, directly tearing Brother Tu's defense in a violent gesture, and then hit **** his chest.

Huh!

With a loud noise, Brother Tu immediately spouted a sip of blood, and the whole person flew out.

The terrifying energy rushed into his body like a flood and tsunami, directly tearing his meridian Dantian, making his entire person also a waste.

His face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes flashed with incredible intensity.

With a punch, he lost?

He is difficult to accept.

You know, although he is not an arrogant man, he is also a core. His strength can be squeezed into the top ten in the entire young generation of anger fist.

But even in this case, he was defeated, and he was defeated so thoroughly.

boom!

The blood mist sprayed all over the sky, his body hit the ground fiercely, his internal organs seemed to shift, and his ribs didn't know how many broken ribs.

The core of the so-called angry fist gate, a move, was a disastrous defeat.

After a short period of sluggishness, Brother Tu also screamed, "You even abandoned me? You will be retaliated!"

"My Master Elder Zhu Lan is already on his way to Jinzhou, and he will definitely avenge me!"

Brother Tu began to scream in the end, and he was able to experience the taste of the abandoned teacher.

Life is better than death!

"Really?" Wang Fan smiled. "Then I will wait for his revenge."

Wang Fan said that he had come to Brother Tu, "Can you tell me now, you invited me, what did you want to do?"

"Don't come up with the gibberish that solicits me. I won't believe it. Of course, you can also choose not to say it. Just that way, you waste will inevitably suffer."

Wang Fan also gave advice, "I will throw you up and dump it in the garbage dump, then put an iron fist in front of you, and then shoot it and post it online. I think you will be popular all over the country."

laugh!

Listening to this, Brother Tu spurted blood.

He pointed to Wang Fan, "You, you are shameless!"

Wang Fan accepted frankly, "You are right, I am so shameless."

Brother Tu is about to explode.

But what can he do with Wang Fan?

When he thought that he would be thrown to the garbage dump to beg, he would feel numb and irritated.

Ten minutes later, Wang Fan walked out of the room, his mouth drawn straight, "Zhu Lan? Beyond the pinnacle of congenital power, the power of the first level? Nima, it looks like it can't beat it."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Unexpectedly, it was not the angry fist gate moved by the Yu family, but the backer moved by Ou Yan Changhong. The purpose was to want the Herborist in my hand."

"These two people were just afraid that I would run away, so they used solicitation as an excuse to stabilize me and wait for his teacher Zhu Lan."

Wang Fan has learned from the mouth of the surname Tu that the so-called Elder Zhu Lan is a layer of power. Congenitally above, it means to be extraordinary, which means that it is already extraordinary. And out of the ordinary, there are nine floors.

Originally, Zhu Lan was planning to come with the two disciples of this surname Tu, but it was only because of some delay that they were allowed to advance one step ahead.

"What should we do now?" Pei Qingcheng was also a little uneasy and shocked at the same time.

Brother Tu, who was so powerful in her eyes, was blown into waste by Wang Fan.

In a short time, Wang Fan was really so powerful?

Shocked!

Still shocked!

"What can I do, find a way to call for help? It's really impossible, so I can only run away." Wang Fan scratched his head helplessly, but soon, his face became serious.

"Sister Qingcheng, you have to deal with those two people first, remember not to leave any clues. Then think of ways to see how to survive the crisis."

"Good." Pei Qingcheng nodded. On the three-point acre of Jinzhou, she can still handle two wastes.

Wang Fan quickly returned to his residence, then squeezed out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Nantian's phone.

Beijing, Nantianfu.

Ye Nantian was having lunch, and the phone rang. As soon as he connected, Wang Fan called for help.

"Uncle Ye, help me, I'm in big trouble." Wang Fan's voice was pitiful.

"What a big trouble, let's listen." Ye Nantian asked with a smile without much change in his expression.

"I, I, I accidentally killed two wastes, the other person seemed to be an angry fist." Wang Fan said bitterly.

Ye Nantian's mouth widened invisibly, which, to Wang Fan, seemed like a real problem. Opposite him, Dark Night accidentally broke his tongue.

Nima, this is really a troublemaker, it's just amazing words!

"You tell the story again, remember not to hide it." For a long time, Ye Nantian said.

Wang Fan didn't hesitate, he said things quickly, and also told Zhu Lan about coming to Jinzhou.

Ye Nantian was silent for a long while, slowly speaking, "You don't have to worry, I will guarantee that Zhu Lan will not dare to move your company, let alone your relatives and friends."

"Thank you Uncle Ye." Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned, "What about me?"

Wang Fan was a little depressed in his heart. Why did this old leaf forget himself?

"You? Cough, you still have to pack up and run away." Ye Nantian finished his speech, dudu, and hung up the phone directly.

Wang Fan was dull for a moment, and only felt ten thousand grass-mud sheep.

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