Super King of Soldiers in the City

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However, Wang Fan was not much afraid, and suddenly grabbed the knife and fork on the table and greeted him.

laugh!

With a sound, the sharp knives and forks were only inserted into the fist for a while, and then they could no longer be inserted, and the knives and forks began to bend.

The fat master screamed with a grin and couldn't help but sucked up the air-conditioning.

Shameless, it is too shameless.

He never thought that Wang Fan would use a knife and fork to deal with his fist.

"Wow, the hard fist, the knife and the fork are bent." Wang Fan seemed to be surprised, and pierced twice.

The fat master couldn't help it anymore, and jumped up with his fists covered. No matter how powerful he is, he can't stand such a tie.

Seeing his companions being calculated, the thin young man was furious and grabbed the wine bottle on the table and smashed it towards Wang Fan.

He who saw Wang Fan's shamelessness also knew that he had used foreign objects.

Wang Fan yelled, struck like lightning, and grabbed the thin man's wrist at the wrist one by one, and the wine bottle reached Wang Fan's hand.

Then he held up the bottle and smashed it hard.

Huh!

The wine bottle shattered, and the thin master had nothing to do with it.

The thin master was a little shocked, and there was a little panic in his eyes.

He felt that he underestimated the enemy and underestimated Wang Fan. Without saying anything else, Wang Fan won him the bottle, he could not do it.

"Wow, what a hard head, this is not broken." Wang Fan's exaggerated voice came, and the subconscious young man's face appeared proud.

"That's it, I have practiced iron head skills, and I can't get in the way."

Huh!

As soon as his words fell, Wang Fan grabbed a glass of wine and slammed it on his head.

The glass wine glass shattered into pieces, and the wine spilled on the skinny master, but his head remained unbroken.

"It's really hard." Wang Fan was even more surprised.

The thin young people are also more proud, "That is, is Tietou Gong practiced in vain?"

He just said this, his face changed.

I saw that Wang Fan suddenly picked up the lighter, and with a chirp, he caught fire in his head.

When alcohol met the flames, the thin master's head instantly caught fire and made a screaming scream.

Bastard, bastard, shameless, villain!

The thin young man scolded Wang Fan angrily, his hands slap his head violently, and he began to put out the fire.

It's just that when the fire went out, his entire head was already terrible. His head was bald and red, all of which were marks of burns.

"It turns out that Tietougong is also afraid of fire. I thought it was really invulnerable." Wang Fan sighed.

The thin masters are about to explode.

I said that the knife and the gun wouldn't enter, okay? When did I say that fire and water would not invade. Shameless.

At this time, the fat master has also eased his breath and attacked Wang Fan.

This kid used such shameless means to make their brothers suffer such a big loss, he must make Wang Fan look good.

Although the thin young man wanted to step forward to help, his head was too painful, and there were still large marks of burns on his body.

As a master of the family, the fat man's strength is absolutely extraordinary.

The fist danced, the energy was overflowing, and the sound of sonic booms exploded in the air.

I am afraid that the fist of that punch can knock down ten cows.

There was a fierce light flashing in Wang Fan's eyes. This time he did not use rogue means or avoid anymore, but greeted him with a fist.

When the fat master saw that Wang Fan was not using rogue means, he was flustered first, and then a bloodthirsty grin came out.

Huh!

The two fists collided, making a deep, loud bang.

The grin on the fat man's face disappeared in an instant, and then as if being hit by a rushing Mercedes-Benz train, he screamed and flew out.

While flying backwards, accompanied by a clicking sound, the entire arm began to break inch by inch.

"If you don't want to die, just hurry up, otherwise don't blame me for killing you directly." Wang Fan said indifferently when he changed his appearance.

The fat and thin master only felt a tremor, and his cold sweat was rising.

Master, absolute master.

This shameless guy has been playing like a pig and a tiger!

They dared not hesitate anymore and even left the prestigious club.

Gao Mingyan's face was pale to the extreme, it was not sick, but scared.

The last reliance disappeared and his whole body began to tremble.

Without any hesitation, Gao Mingyang fell to his knees directly and began to beg for mercy. However, the object he asked for was not Wang Fan, but Song Rumei.

"Meimei, I know you hate me, but in the past few years I have also helped you a lot. I beg you to forgive me once, and I promise not to commit it again."

Gao Mingyang knew that it was no use asking Wang Fan at all, only Song Rumei, who had a soft heart.

Wang Fan frowned, apparently not expecting this. He did not speak, but looked at Song Rumei.

Song Rumei remained silent for a long time, and he was still somewhat soft-hearted after all, "Wang Fan, either spare him this time. Although I don't want to admit it, these years have indeed taken up a lot of his light."

"Listen to you." Wang Fan nodded, then looked at Gao Mingyang, "forgive you, but it is conditional."

"What conditions."

"Get out of Jinzhou."

"it is good."

Gao Mingyang nodded without hesitation, and everything was less important than Xiaoming.

An hour later, Wang Fan sent Song Rumei back to the garden villa. He was about to leave, but Song Rumei said, "It's so late, so stay here tonight."

Song Rumei looked a little shy, and her voice was low and weak. The little woman's posture shown was unbearable.

Wang Fan wanted to refuse, but when he saw Song Rumei's appearance, he immediately changed his mind, "Okay."

His mood was a little excited.

I thought that after going through all these things, Song Rumei's promise might not be fulfilled. But now, otherwise.

In the middle of the night, the lonely man and the widowed girl, and Song Rumei retained herself like this, what did it mean.

Thinking of the excitement, Wang Fan couldn't help but speculate.

"You sit on the sofa for a while, and I will take a shower first." The two quickly entered the villa, and Song Rumei's charming and charming Wang Fan said a smile, and walked gracefully toward the bathroom.

This fairy.

Wang Fan was dry and quickly stood up. "How inconvenient is it to take a bath alone, or should we?"

"Hate." Song Rumei rolled her eyes like a coquettish, "They don't want it."

Wang Fan was a little unwilling, "I can rub your back and wipe the shower gel for you."

Song Rumei turned his head blank and looked at Wang Fan without a word. He entered the bathroom directly and clicked and locked the door.

Wang Fan was a little depressed, and this, too, did not give face.

Half an hour later, Song Rumei in a bathrobe walked out as a model.

Wang Fan's eyes widened in an instant, and his breathing began to be rapid.

Song Rumei, who has just bathed, is like a **** goddess, and she is beautiful. Her hair was wet and there were sporadic drops of water on her skin.

The milk-like skin is crystal clear and radiates an attractive luster under the light, making people want to take a bite.

In particular, the translucent bathrobe cannot completely block Wang Fan's sight, and he can vaguely see the outline inside.

"Meimei, I love you so much, I'm here." Wang Fan spewed out his breath and got up and rushed towards Song Rumei.

He was a normal man with a flesh and blood, and he hadn't touched a woman for a long time. Where did he get this temptation?

"Nasty." Song Rumei spoiled her. "Someone belongs to you sooner or later, and you can't run away. Why are you so anxious. Go to take a bath, it's really stinking."

"Then wait for me, and I will come immediately." Although Wang Fan was a little depressed, he still listened to Song Rumei's words.

He quickly threw out a sentence and ran towards the bathroom.

The moment he entered the bathroom, his nose bleed out.

Song Rumei may have washed it too hurriedly, or she may have forgotten to pack it, and the undergarment has not been put away, and it is hanging on it.

Wang Fanqiang endured the excitement of nosebleeds, rushed out of the body three times, five times and two, and then rushed out of the bathroom.

But, where is the shadow of Song Rumei?

"Meimei must have taken off the light, waiting for me on the big bed." Not only was Wang Fan not frustrated, he was even more excited, and rushed towards the biggest bedroom directly.

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