Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Who are you?" Song Shao's eyelids finally couldn't help but jumped up. "I'm Song Wu's merciless Song family, and also a disciple outside the fist."

"You beat me in the face like this, and still kill my brothers and sisters with your disciples. Is it that you don't take my Song's family too seriously, and don't take my angry fist into your eyes?"

Song Wuqing is finally no longer calm. Although he is stronger than the two younger brothers and sisters, he is also very limited. He asked himself not to be Wang Fan's opponent.

So he lifted out the Song family and the angry fist at the same time, trying to cause oppression to Wang Fan.

If Wang Fanru is an ancient warrior, then he has to be afraid of anger fist. If Wang Fanru is mixed in the world, then he has to be afraid of his Song family.

It can be described as a two-pronged approach.

In fact, Song Wuqing is just an outside disciple of anger fist, far from the core, let alone compared with Tian Jiao like Yan Feizheng Ye Qiuji.

He lifted his fist out of the door, which was actually a tiger skin.

An angry fist who has a great career, and outside disciples are alive and dead, they don't pay much attention to it.

Song family? Anger fist?

Listening to these words, the faces of the powerful present changed.

Although they don't know what a fist is, the Song family is a big family in Beijing!

For the dignitaries like Licheng, the Song family's high presence is simply not something they can compare with. It's awkward to say that the Song family put a fart, and it is estimated that they can all fall out of the city.

Although they haven't heard of the anger boxing, since Song Ruthless mentions it, it must be very important. Otherwise, Song Wuqing will not raise it.

At the same time, they also understood one thing, that is, this tall Song Shao was afraid. Otherwise, how could he move out of the background?

"Song Family? Anger Boxing?" Wang Fan smiled. "Why, I can't talk about my fists, but now I want to fight backstage with me?"

Wang Fan laughed a lot of fun, "Song family, is it amazing? A year ago, a man named Song Shaoxuan offended me and was beaten into a vegetative man. There was also a short eye named Song Shaolong that provokes me and is directly me Slaughter. "

"Why, after they died, did you come up? The third generation of the Song family, it is your turn to carry the flag mercilessly?"

Wang Fan's tone was bland, but his words were shocked, and all the dignitaries present were shocked!

Who is this Nima, really fake?

The core of the Song family was slaughtered by Wang Fan, how can Wang Fan still jump to the present?

Is it impossible for the Song family to fear Wang Fan?

Chill came out of everyone's heart. If Wang Fan said something true, then he was really terrible.

Song Wuqing's face is also ugly. Although he knows these things, he doesn't know who did it, and he doesn't pay much attention to it.

He came back from the gilded gate of the anger fist, and he did not put in his mind the person who abolished Song Shaoxuan and killed Song Shaolong.

Wang Fan ignored the expressions of the people and still laughed there. "As for the fist, it's really a coincidence. I really heard about it."

He looked at Song Wuqing and gazed at it, "You are a disciple outside the fist, it sounds very bullish."

"Well, just over half a month ago, a short eye called Yan Feizheng chased me, and my head was cut off with a knife."

"Another named Ye Qiuji, shouting to kill me for revenge for that surname Yan, was also sent to **** with a punch."

"By the way, they seem to claim that one is the fifth day of arrogance and the other is the eighth day of anger."

"I want to ask, what is their fifth and eighth arrogance compared to your outside disciple?"

Dead silence!

Song Ruoqing's face is still!

He is just an outside disciple of Nu Quan, how can he compare with Yan Fei Zheng Qiuji and other arrogances in his status?

Even if the difference is not more than 108,000 miles, it is estimated that there will be 87,000 miles.

His body was covered with cold sweat in an instant, and he slumped weakly, his face ashamed.

As for the younger brother Wu Wuqing who was blown off his arm by Wang Fan but did not pass out, he was dumbfounded and sweated in a sudden. In the eyes, there was no more hate.

That's Yan Feizheng, but Ye Qiujie!

They are ruthless people who are born with a pinnacle!

However, such arrogances were all killed by Wang Fan. What qualifications did the disciples outside their area have to challenge Wang Fan?

"You, you are the big devil Wang Fan?" Song asked mercilessly, shaking his forehead cold sweat uncontrollably, and could not wipe it clean.

Yan Feizheng ’s death was no longer a secret in the ancient martial arts world, and everyone knows that it was the big devil Wang Fan who did it.

Not only that, the big devil Wang Fan also destroyed the Ouyan family, but also because the big devil Wang Fan destroyed the Ouyan family, which led to the declining of the literati.

Song Wuqing thought that Wang Fan couldn't even see the assets of the previous family, or was forced by Elder Zhu Lan's pressure to dare to stay in Licheng.

But he never thought that Wang Fan not only took a fancy to the Wenjia assets, but also just did not leave.

"The big devil Wang Fan? Hey, this title is pretty good!" Wang Fan smiled. "Thanks for the love, it seems that I am Wang Fan, quite famous!"

Song Wuqing's mouth twitched.

Nima, what a shameless person to accept this nickname without changing his face?

It's just that he never dared to put a half more fart.

Wang Fan looked at Song Wuqing, "Song Shao, now, are you going to fight backstage with me, or fight fists?"

"If you fight backstage, I'm sorry, whether it's the Song family or the angry fist, I don't have enough weight here, and there is no deterrent for me. If you fight your fists, then you stand up and I accompany you . "

Song Wuqing bowed his head and did not speak, he no longer knew what to say.

Wang Fan saw that Song Wuqing didn't speak, and continued to speak, "Since you don't speak, then I think you have counseled. Then, it's my turn to settle the bill."

Wang Fan's eyes swept through Liu Changhe, Qiu Xiaoyan, Bai Zhetang and others. They shuddered in their hearts, and they did not dare to stare at Wang Fan. They bowed their heads in anxiety.

At this time, how could they not realize that they have lost today?

Even Song Ruthless couldn't shake Wang Fan, and even had fear. What did they fight against Wang Fan?

There are three hundred elites outside, but if you can kill Wang Fan, it ’s okay, in case you ca n’t.

They dare not imagine the consequences.

Wang Fan's sight finally fell on Song Wuqing, "If I guessed right, the Wenjia Incident, did you push it behind your back? It's the people who are here."

"Due to you, I lost nearly 10 billion. You said, what should we do about this matter, and how should you compensate?"

Ten billion?

Listening to these two words, let alone Liu Bai Qiu Xiao's lips twitched, and even Song Ruthless had some scalp tingling.

Nima, 10 billion, why don't you grab it?

What a **** shit!

The loss of the writers does not exceed one billion at most!

"I, I am paying, 5 billion!" Song Wuxin said with his teeth bleeding.

He was unwilling, he was angry, he suffocated!

You know, 5 billion, almost all his assets!

This is the wealth that he worked hard for several years, and still used the Song family tiger skin to work hard.

But now, in the face of Wang Fan, he has no choice.

"Yes, Song Shao is happy enough! Give you two months, 5 billion hit me under the name of Wang Fan, otherwise, even if you Song ruthlessly hide in the anger box, I will rescue you to kill, believe me, say To do it. "

After Wang Fan finished speaking, he looked at the Liubai Jiujiang Club, "How about you? A family of two billion yuan, is it not excessive?"

Two billion?

The Liubai Jiujiang meeting, the three parties have some pain, it is difficult to choose.

If Wang Fan were really given two billion yuan, they would be bound to hurt their bones, completely reduced to the power of the last-generation family, and even likely to be annexed.

Give it, it's really painful, hurting muscles and bones, and even tantamount to bleeding and cutting meat.

No, what if Wang Fan killed them here?

Hula.

Just when Liubai Jiujiang Club three hesitated, a group of people suddenly broke in.

Their eyes just swept at random, and they swept to Wang Fan beside the main table.

"The king bastard, it's him, it's him!"

"It's that he abolished Master Qiu and killed him!"

"President Qiu, the young master was abolished, he did it!"

A raging voice came from behind, and then the crowd rushed towards Wang Fan in a frenzy.

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