Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Yes, yes." Feng Delun looked at Xue Yongrong's gloomy expression, naturally he didn't dare to say a little nonsense, and quickly cleared up and led the way.

Xue Changhong also squeezed his fists, his eyes flashing unprecedented hatred.

As a rare genius of the Xue family for a hundred years, he came to the Qingdu City to participate in the ancient martial arts. But before the beginning of the competition, he was kicked by Wang Fan under the eyes of the public. How could he swallow this breath?

If he knew that his strength was not as good as Wang Fan, he would have come to the door to avenge himself, and he could not wait for the present.

At this moment, he only wanted to wait until the uncle Xue Yongrong and other tribes defeated Wang Fangou like that. He stepped forward and humiliated Wang Fan again, and expressed his wickedness.

The group of three quickly left Feng Delun Manor and rushed towards the famous hotel.

The original one-hour drive was due to traffic jams, and it took more than two hours to walk, which made the three of Xue Yongrong even more angry.

"Xue Changhong, why is he here again?"

"Isn't that Xue Changhong's clan uncle Xue Yongrong? Even he came, it seems that they came to get revenge!"

"Xue Yongrong is a strong man with six layers, and he is still an older strongman. If that guy doesn't have any powerful elders here, I'm afraid he will suffer."

"No way, who let that guy defeat Xue Changhong in full view, and still defeated in a nearly humiliating way?"

"Hey, no matter how much they do, it doesn't matter to us anyway, we just need to watch a good show.

That guy is so powerful, if Xue Yongrong is injured or scrapped, can we also have a tough competitor? "

Some of the young people who witnessed Wang Fan defeat Xue Changhong at first sight and watched the three of Xue Changhong couldn't help but whisper.

They couldn't help but get excited, and while waiting for a good show, they even summoned friends and family.

Listening to the comments of the people around him, Feng Delun was better, and Uncle Xue Yongrong's face was a little unsightly. Their expressions were darker, and their hearts were filled with intense anger.

If they did n’t dare to offend so many people at once, I ’m afraid they would start.

Under the direction of Xue Yongrong's eyes, Feng Delun walked away from the crowd and entered the front desk. He asked the two front desk ladies coldly, "What floor is the high-profile private room? Which elevator can go up?"

Although he knew that Gao Mingyang had a private room in the hotel, he had never been there, so he only asked.

The lady at the front desk looked at the cold-faced Feng Delun and didn't dare to talk nonsense. She hurriedly said, "On the seventh floor, you can go up by the chairman's elevator."

It's not that she doesn't have the guts and wants to betray high reputation, it's really bad for Feng Delun and others.

As the front desk here, she naturally knows that everyone who enters and exits the hotel recently is not easy to mess with. Once you say the wrong thing, it is likely to bring death.

Feng Delun did not talk nonsense, and directly led Xue Yongrong to the chairman's ladder.

The security guards looked at the gloomy three, and they did not dare to stop. They hurried aside, but secretly took out their mobile phones to notify Gao Ming.

Gao Mingyang was lying and resting at home when he received the call. He heard that Feng Delun had taken someone to the hotel. Obviously, Wang Fan was in trouble. His face changed immediately.

He jumped up from the bed with a cleverness, and then quickly called Wang Fan. What just made him more anxious is that Wang Fan's phone turned off at this time.

He couldn't help, he gritted his teeth, got out of bed quickly, and hurried to the famous hotel.

Xue Yongrong and his party soon came to the door of Wang Fan's room. This room was different from other rooms. There was no house number, only a sign of "Chairman's Room" hung on the side.

Looking at this brand, they don't need to ask at all, and they know that this is a well-known private room.

Xue Yongrong's face was cold, and he didn't even bother to press the doorbell. He raised his foot and planned to kick the door violently.

It was just when he kicked the door, but the door creaked and suddenly opened. Immediately afterwards, Wang Fan's cold face appeared in their sight.

Although Wang Fan has been cultivating and studying the mountain seals, he did not dare to practice with no limits.

He has always divided part of his mental strength, paying attention to the situation outside. So when Xue Yongrong's three people appeared on the seventh floor, he was already aware of it.

He looked at the gloomy expressions of the three people and suddenly knew that the comer was not good, so he did not hesitate to withdraw from the cultivation state and opened the door.

"Clan Uncle, it's him, that is, under the eyes of everyone, he beat me in a nearly humiliating way and beat me in the face."

When Xue Changhong saw Wang Fan, there was an unabashed hatred in his eyes. The hatred was almost unforgettable, and it seemed to have been carved deep into his bones.

What a shame it was under the eyes of everyone, being defeated by a kick kick and kicked out of the door?

Feng Delun also looked at Wang Fan with an angry face, but he didn't dare to speak, even hiding behind Xue Yongrong.

Although he hated Wang Fan, he also knew that he could not afford Wang Fan, but he was still a little afraid of Wang Fan.

"Which ancestor or family are you? Didn't your elders teach you, stay in the line, and will you meet in the future?"

"It's no big deal if you defeat Changhong. I can understand that the growth of Honghong is not good, but why do you beat him in a nearly humiliating way?"

Xue Yongrong stared at Wang Fan deadly, while icyly asking, but at the same time carefully perceiving the movement in the room.

He wanted to find out if there were any other people in the room, or if Wang Fan's elders were there. At the same time, he also wanted to clarify Wang Fan's background.

After all, there are too many contestants this time, many people have a good background, he Xue Yongrong also had to be afraid.

Wang Fan looked at Xue Yongrong and sneered disdainfully, "You don't have to waste your time, I am doing repairs without any backstage, and I am the only one in this room."

"Everything stays in the line, good to meet in the future? It's really ridiculous, then when Xue Changhong crushed the early days of the congenital with his momentum, why didn't he think of staying in the line of everything? "

He pointed his finger to Xue Yongrong, "Don't be a bitch, you old man, you want to set up a torii gate. If you want to get revenge, hurry up. I'll follow the young man, where is there so much nonsense.

Wang Fan's words are extremely rude.

Anyway, these three people are here to avenge themselves. Both sides are destined to be enemies. What is he doing so politely?

What's more, don't look at Xue Yongrong and his realm, they are all off the sixth floor, but Wang Fan really did not take it in his eyes.

Xue Yongrong listened to Wang Fan's words, and his face immediately became ugly, and his anger could hardly contain the bursts of expansion.

Arrogant, it is too arrogant, he Xue Yongrong has lived most of his life, and has never seen Wang Fan so arrogant descendants.

And the guys who came behind Xue Yongrong and came to watch the show were stunned.

None of them thought that Wang Fan was so arrogant in the face of Xue Yongrong, not giving face. Is it possible that Wang Fan does not know how to write dead words?

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