Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Sorry, sir, the latest model has been bought by others, and it is no longer available." Xiaolan said quickly.

"No?" When the person came to hear this, he raised his eyebrows. "I still had it when I came in. Why is it gone now? How long is it."

When the young man said this, he suddenly pointed to a hanger and his tone became dissatisfied. "Isn't that still there? How can you tell me there is no more? Why, don't you think I can't afford it and look down on me?"

"No, it's just that the clothes were bought. The guests are now trying on the clothes in the fitting room." Xiaolan said quickly.

At first glance, this young man was not a troublesome master. She dared not offend.

Because Mo Wenrou and Zhao Qingxia followed Wang Fan to the fitting room over there, only Xiaolan was here.

"Try the clothes? Call him out and tell him that I will pay three times the price for this suit." The young man said arrogantly when he heard this.

"This is not good, is it?" Xiao Lan responded weakly.

Snapped.

But what responded to Xiao Lan was a loud slap.

The young man didn't even have a little pity for Xiangxixiyu. With a slap, Xiaolan's entire face turned red, and her tears burst out in an instant.

"What's wrong, do you want me to call your boss to talk?" The young man pointed at Xiaolan, his voice very arrogant.

He was anxious to buy this new suit to attend the party at night. Now that Xiaolan is so indifferent, he is of course very angry.

Xiaolan was slapped, and she dared not speak when she covered her face, but she was trembling there, her eyes full of fear.

As a newcomer, she encountered such a thing for the first time.

The movement here also naturally attracted the attention of Mo Wenrou and Zhao Qingxia, but they didn't hear what happened. Zhao Qingxia said to Mo Wenrou and hurried over.

When Zhao Qingxia clearly saw the young man ’s face, his face changed instantly, and he quickly put on a pleasing smile,

"Hello, Liu Shao, this is what happened. Tell me something, she is new here, she is not sensible."

"It turned out to be new. I said why I didn't give me any face." The youth listened to Zhao Qingxia's words, and then looked at Zhao Qingxia's attitude, his face eased a lot.

He pointed directly at the fancy suit and said, "I heard that this suit was bought by someone else? You called me over and I paid three times the price!"

"That, Liu Shao, the guest came out in a while, or, wait for him to come out, are you communicating with him?"

Zhao Qingxia's voice became full of voice. If she said that before, she would go directly to call Wang Fan. But now, how dare she?

Judging from the previous performance, Wang Fan is not a irritating person. Once she goes barking, what if she is allowed to learn how to bark? Don't call it, the young man in front of him is even harder to mess with.

"What?" The young man stared at Zhao Qingxia's face, slapping two slaps, "What is he, what qualifications do I have to wait for him?"

"In Jinzhou, there are not many people who dare to wait for me. You hurry and call me, otherwise I will tear down your broken shop!"

The young men slapped, and Zhao Qingxia's face was swollen on both sides, and Xingmo Xingzi instantly vomited from his mouth.

She covered her eyes and looked at the young man, full of fear.

The shopping guide lady who treated Wang Fan and the two before, was domineering and domineering, was no longer a bit arrogant.

She was about to get up and call Wang Fan and a cold voice came.

"Liu Tiancheng, you are so capable. I am standing here. Will you take this shop down for me?" With the voice, Mo Genrou walked indifferently.

"Fat trough, who the hell, dare to talk to me like this!" Liu Tiancheng was furious, and turned his head while looking at it.

But when it was clearly Mo Gen, he changed his entire face, "Mo, Mo Gen."

"Yes, it's me, don't you want to dismantle this store, do you dismantle it?" Mo Genrou's tone was very indifferent.

Liu Tiancheng came down instantly with cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Wen Rou, although you are the chief of public security, I mean, do n’t you break the law? And today's things are not your business, you don't need much Take care of business? "

Liu Tiancheng's face was very ugly, he did not expect that he would meet Mo Genou here.

Of course, he knows Mo Wenrou. Apart from the identity of the chief of public security, the background is also very mysterious and powerful.

Liu Tiancheng didn't even know that Mo Wenrou was accompanying Wang Fan to buy the suit. He thought Mo Wenrou came in by chance.

Over there, Xiaolan and Zhao Qingxia were shocked when they heard that Mo Wenrou turned out to be the police chief.

In particular, Zhao Qingxia, it was difficult to look at her face in an instant, and cold sweat came out of her body. When she thought of her gentle sarcasm about Mo, she was scared.

Fortunately, Mo Genrou didn't make a splash, otherwise, she would die ugly.

At this time, she really realized that the dog's eyes were terrible, and she vowed that she would never dare again.

"It's none of his business, is it always my business?" Just as Mo Wen Rou wanted to speak, another voice came.

They turned their heads subconsciously and suddenly they were shocked.

God, is this still the dumpling, is this still Wang Fan, is this still the previous guest?

People rely on clothes and horses and saddles. This is true. Wang Fan, who puts on new clothes, the whole person looks changed.

He seemed to change from a **** to a goddess in an instant, that temperament, that image, could literally fascinate thousands of beautiful girls.

Not to mention that Zhao Qingxia and Xiao Lan both showed expressions of dementia, even Mo Gen could not help but secretly praised, so handsome!

"Who the **** are you, if you have anything to do, leave me aside!" Liu Tiancheng was very angry, pointing at Wang Fan and scolding.

Mo Wenrou, he can't afford to provoke, can only be angry, but can't he afford Wang Fan? Fuck, I thought that changing a set of clothes would make him really rich and handsome. Can I really **** and **** on his head?

Because Wang Fan was wearing clothes in front of Liu Tiancheng, he suddenly put on high-end Armani. Liu Tiancheng didn't recognize Wang Fan at all for a time, he just thought Wang Fan was familiar.

"Yohe." Wang Fan smiled. "Liu Tiancheng, I haven't seen you in a few days. Did your skin itch again? Do you dare to challenge me? Isn't it time to loosen your bones again?"

Liu Tiancheng listened to the familiar voice and familiar tone, and his face changed instantly. He couldn't help staring at Wang Fan carefully for a while, and then it was difficult to say, "You, are you Wang Fan?"

Relative to Mo Genrou, Liu Tiancheng's fear of Wang Fan came from within. From small to large, he was not as miserable as Wang Fan repaired.

"You still know me? I thought you Liu Dao did not know me anymore. It's an honor, an honor."

Wang Fan's tone is very exaggerated, "Yes, I just heard that you have to pay three times the price for my clothes?"

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