Invincible Leveling King

"How about a heroine, you should be happy today, we have taken away the plaques of the Weizhen Martial Arts Hall. It is estimated that they will be depressed for a long time."

Lin Fei and Charlene returned to the suite.

Lin Fei casually placed the plaque in the corner.

This plaque still has some value. After all, there is still a trace of spiritual power left on this Megatron Martial Arts Hall, which means that it was left by a spiritual power master.

Charlene also felt very exciting tonight.

I never imagined that the world of this warrior is so wonderful, and Charlene actually became a master once.

"Thank you Brother Lin, if it were you, I really couldn't beat them today."

Lin Fei said with a smile, "Actually, you are also very smart. As long as you learn more and understand more, you will naturally improve. I will take this plaque away. It is useless to put it with you anyway. As for your future Just be careful doing things in South Asia.”

Charlene nodded, "I will definitely be careful, now I am also a master."

Charlene clenched her fists hard.

Lin Fei is also very strong in Charlene, and he can still get along very well in South Asia.

There is one more thing in this premise, that is, Lin Fei wants to go to this powerful martial arts hall.

Originally, if Charlene was not in South Asia, Lin Fei would not have cared, but when he left, who knew if the Megatron would do anything else.

So after Charlene fell asleep, Lin Fei left the suite and went straight to the Megatron Martial Arts Hall.

He left a trace of consciousness on the curator's body.

Lin Fei could easily know where the curator was.

The curator did not leave the Megatron Martial Arts Hall.

Today is a very bad day for Megatron.

Because their plaques were taken away, the news has spread in the circle.

The Megatron Martial Arts Hall was humiliated and lost to my grandmother's house.

Those colleagues will definitely take advantage of such an opportunity to smear the Megatron Martial Arts Center crazily.

Who dares to say that the Megatron Martial Arts Hall is so powerful that someone took it away without seeing the plaque?

At that time, everyone will know that the Megatron Martial Arts Hall will not work.

The curator scolded Lu Hai and the others in a bloody way. As for those troublemakers, they were all kicked out of the Megatron Martial Arts Hall, and all their strengths were taken back.

Waiting for them will be very costly.

As for Lu Hai, as a master, he also received three punches from the curator, and he has to lie down in the hospital for more than half a year.

Even so, the curator's temper didn't go down.

He also found someone to understand, that person is indeed not something he can deal with in a short time, so he just sat there and sulked.

I even opened a bottle of good wine that I usually don't want to drink, so I can only use it to relieve my worries.

"You're still drinking alone in the middle of the night. You're quite interested."

Lin Fei entered the director's room.

The curator was drinking with his head down, and he didn't even have a row of peanuts in front of him. Hearing the sound out of nowhere, he flung his hand and knocked out a series of things.

These things stopped when they flew in front of Lin Fei, as if they were blocked by a layer of force.

"Don't be so temperamental, I finally came here, not because you fight with you, and can you really beat me?"

The curator looked up and finally recognized it. Isn't this the guy who left at night? Actually came back.

"What do you want to do? Don't think that our Megatron Martial Arts Hall is really so easy to bully. Our backer is the Kunlun Secret Realm..."

"Come on, don't say it, I have no interest in the Kunlun Secret Realm. I came here in the middle of the night just to give you a few words of advice. It depends on whether you listen or not."

advice?

Of course the curator didn't want to hear it, but now everyone was standing here, plus his opponent's mental attack that was more advanced than him, his expression turned cold.

"I'd like to hear what advice you can give us to Megatron."

The curator is actually very cowardly, and really doesn't want to fight with each other.

There is really no chance of winning, but he has to suffer.

He is a master of qi training, this is the real sad reminder.

Fortunately, there are no people at this time, and if you are cowardly, you will be cowardly. Anyway, no one knows, and the curator comforts himself in this way.

"My friend is going to be in South Asia for a while. I know that your Megatron is quite capable, but if you hit my friend with your ideas, I don't mind slaughtering your Megatron. At that time, the official only would be considered an accident.”

been threatened.

The curator slapped the table with a palm, "You dare."

I thought it was some kind of advice, but I didn't expect it to be a threat in disguise. He had been the curator for so long, and he had never heard such a word.

"It seems that you still don't intend to listen to my advice. It doesn't matter, you can slap yourself 10 times before talking about it."

Lin Fei sat down on the sofa, grabbed the bottle of red wine and flew over, "You're a person who can enjoy it. This bottle of red wine is not bad. It has a history of forty or fifty years."

Lin Fei took a wine glass, poured himself half a glass, and took a slow sip.

As soon as the curator heard the other party's words, his face changed, and then he found that the whole person could not move.

The left hand was slowly raised, and the flick of the hand was a slap in the face.

The slap was so powerful that it almost knocked him over.

But he didn't move at all, as if his feet had grown roots, and his right hand was lifted up.

Another slap greeted him.

His face instantly became hot.

Clap clap clap clap.

Left slap, right slap, right slap, left slap.

After 10 slaps, the curator was a little stunned.

He was actually controlled, and he couldn't even resist a bit.

He is a great master of qi training.

"It seems that 10 slaps don't feel good, then 100 slaps are fine. Anyway, I have time tonight, so I'll just waste it with you."

Lin Fei smiled and took another sip of red wine. The curator wanted to speak, but found that he could not speak.

Left and right hands started working again.

A very rhythmic sound, bobbing up and down in the room, thankfully there was no one at this time.

In addition, the curator had a bad temper today, and even if someone heard the voice of the Megatron Martial Arts Hall, he would not come.

You don't want to go in and be a punching bag.

The curator could only helplessly slap himself 100 times in the face.

After these 100 slaps, the whole face became a pig's face.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I accept this advice. As long as your friend is in Nanya for one day, our Megatron Martial Arts Hall will not cause her any trouble."

Lin Fei shook his head, "No, you misunderstood, what I meant should be, if my friend has any accident in South Asia, then I will go straight to you, the curator, next time it won't be 100 slaps in the face. Simple, but stabbed 100 times on the body, I think you should be able to withstand 100 times with your physique."