Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Damn, you are dead!" The two young men were furious, and they would rush down to teach Wang Fan a lesson, but he was waved and stopped by the black master.

Black Lord looked at Wang Fan, and there was already a bit of coldness in his eyes. "It's a young man. Sure enough, he is young and frivolous. However, sometimes it's easy to break off when you are too young.

"Haha." Wang Fan laughed, and suddenly became arrogant, "That is of course, young and not frivolous, is that still called a young man?"

"It's easy to break when you're too young? I'm just old. What can you do with me? It's ridiculous to judge the situation. It's ridiculous for you to judge the situation with you. Do you have that capital?"

"You invited me to come, I am a guest, I can't sit still? It's ridiculous! Black Lord, I respect you, respect you, I don't respect you, neither your shit."

"Don't **** bullshit, if you ask me to come, what's the matter, or what do you want, just put it out, and I will go on, don't take out those foolish things, disgusting."

Wang Fansi didn't give Hei Ye a face, and started yelling.

He has no patience to consume here, or he settled things early and went home to sleep.

When Heiye invited him to come here, he obviously didn't feel well-intentioned. Anyway, he would have to fight sooner or later. Why should he lower his posture and practice himself to go flattery?

"Good Wang Fan, really arrogant." Heiye sneered. "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me."

"You guys, greet the distinguished guests." Heiye's hand gestured under his fist-fighting hands and gave orders.

Those men who brushed their hands and rubbed their hands for so long, had long wanted to practice their hands, and now the black man opened the golden mouth, where he would hesitate, and he rushed towards Wang Fan directly.

"These wastes don't need to be taken out to be disgraceful, and they are also used as cannon fodder. I said, Black Lord, is it because you are still the Golden State Underground Emperor?

"Just like you, pay the **** to the Northwest Wolf King? It's hard to control, and find yourself dead!"

Wang Fan sneered, his figure flashed, and rushed towards Hei Ye's men.

As the tiger goes down the mountain, it is very powerful!

Hearing Wang Fan's sarcasm, Heiye's nose was crooked, especially when he heard Wang Fanti's Northwest Wolf King, he was even more angry.

If not this bastard, would he offend the Northwest Wolf King? Besides, even if his black man can't fight the Northwest Wolf King, is it your turn to say?

Although Black Lord knew that he could not fight the Northwest Wolf King, but he still could not listen to others tell the truth, it was a matter of face.

Wang Fan's move is simply hitting his face!

Suddenly, Kang Fan rushed in front of the boxers.

"A group of waste, and dare to rush up to death, how can fireflies compete with Haoyue? Then let the younger master teach you, what is boxing and kung fu!"

Wang Fan said with a sneer, his right fist clenched suddenly, like a bow and arrow, withdrew backward, and then attacked frantically!

The fist wind surged in this moment, the momentum was fierce!

Huh!

With a punch, Shi Potian was shocked.

When a young man screamed, he felt as if he had been hit by a falling meteor in the sky, and flew out directly with blood.

There was a series of crackling noises, and at least ten people behind him were affected and were knocked to the ground in a chaotic formation.

The young man knocked over a dozen companions, hit the ground fiercely, rolled his eyes, and fell into a coma.

"It's really a group of cats and dogs, even if the waste is out, it's embarrassing." Wang Fan sneered, his speed continued, and he continued to approach the attack.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

A series of sounds, in less than a few seconds, all the boxers were blasted or kicked up.

The white robe flickered in the air, but the red blood was sprayed out, gorgeous and dazzling, a gorgeous trapeze.

Fortunately, this is not a stage, and there is no audience below, otherwise, people would think this is an acrobatic performance.

For a time, the ghosts cried and wailed, howling, and more than twenty boxers turned into a farce.

The group of boxers looked at Wang Fan, their faces became extremely difficult to look, and a strong shock flashed in their eyes.

What a terrible strength!

Although they had long heard that Wang Fan was very powerful, they did not expect it to be so powerful.

There are more than 20 of them. Although they are not top-level masters, they can fight a dozen or so ordinary people without any problems.

This was all knocked down by Wang Fan in just two minutes, is this too abnormal?

Black Lord looked at this scene, but his face did not change much, as if it had been expected.

The two young men beside him couldn't stand it.

"Hey Lord, let's clean up this kid."

"We will let him kneel to confess in front of you and pay for what he has done today."

They took the initiative to ask for help and rub their hands together.

After seeing Wang Fan's strength, he still has this courage and confidence. Obviously, the strength of these two people is also very powerful.

Otherwise, there can be no such confidence.

"Go." Black Lord nodded without refusing.

The two heard the permission of the Black Lord, and were immediately overjoyed.

Previously, Wang Fan bite one dog, bitter one dog scolded them. They had already suffocated and wanted to teach Wang Fan.

Now that we have an opportunity, how can we miss it?

"Ah?" Wang Fan watched the two men rushing in, and immediately screamed. "You two dogs, you really intend to bite me. You wait."

"How? Do you ask for forgiveness?" The two young people immediately stopped walking when they heard Wang Fan's words, and looked at Wang Fan with a sad face.

They thought that Wang Fan was afraid. Also, their brother's demeanor, Wang Fan, had no reason not to be afraid.

It would be a good thing if he could insult this guy before arranging Wang Fan.

"Begging for mercy is not impossible, as long as you kneel down and knock on Lao Tzu three times, Lao Tzu promises to draw you only ten slaps."

A young man said with a smile.

"Don't get me wrong." Wang Fan's mouth twitched, "I told you to wait, not to ask for forgiveness, but to find a dog."

"Since it's a dog, why do you have to have a dog stick, or how can you call it a dog?"

Wang Fan said, glancing left and right, his eyes lit up, and picked up a wooden stick in the distance. "Although the stick is shorter and the weight is lighter, but hitting you two dogs is more than enough. "

"Come on! Let you see my Wang Fan's playing dog stick!"

"Lying trough!"

The two young people heard Wang Fan's words, and they were completely angry!

"Asshole! King Bastard! You are the dog! Your family is all dogs!"

They were so angry that they no longer hesitated, and the fierce gods rushed towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan dare to insult them in this way, they must let Wang Fan see and see, they are powerful.

"Good to come!" Wang Fan saw the two rushing in, shouted, took a step back, hula, the stick swung out, "The first is the first dog to beat the dog, and the dog to the mouth!"

Wang Fan yelled, the stick had whizzed past and swept on the buttocks of the two young men.

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