Super Master of Female President

[Twenty years after the Battle of the Gods, a mysterious young man was born...]

Title: The First God of War

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The night is low, and the crescent moon is high.

Zhonghai City is particularly lively at night, with neon lights flickering, singing and dancing, and crowds surging, showing the style of a city that never sleeps.

The Bauhinia Club is located on a fairly prosperous street, integrating KTV, sauna bathing, beauty and health and other entertainment projects.

Although it is not a top club, it can also be ranked in the middle class.

The beauty there is like a cloud, and it is a good place for men.

It was another weekend, and the clubhouse was very lively.

The staff are so busy that they don't have time to rest at all.

However, the only young man in a waiter's uniform did nothing and sat on the sofa in the lobby.

He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, resting his legs on the coffee table, and staring at the women entering and leaving the club, a cynical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, this leg is good, long and straight, but it's a pity that it looks a little sorry for the audience, so I can barely make it seventy points!"

"Huh? This one looks pretty good, but the figure is a bit out of shape. It's so-so seventy-five points!"

"Hey, there are a lot of women, but the goddess is hard to find!"

The young man shook his head, and sighed awkwardly.

However, at this moment, a mess of footsteps came.

"Brother Xun! Someone is making trouble in the Rose Hall!"

"Brother Fang! The other party seems to have a lot of backing, what should I do?"

"Brother Xun, this situation can only let you go!"

I saw that several waiters and security guards rushed over, there were men and women, and their faces were full of anxiety.

"make trouble?"

Fang Xun raised the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly: "I just have nothing to do when I'm idle. Let's go and go to the guy who will make trouble!"

Having said that, Fang Xun pinched out the cigarette butt, stood up, and walked in the direction of the Rose Hall.

"Haha! Brother Xun goes out, this matter is settled!"

"That's not right. Last month, several incidents were resolved by Brother Xun. Brother Xun is the patron saint of our club!"

The waiter and the security guards followed, and they felt confident in their hearts.

Soon, Fang Xun and others came to a KTV box named "Rose Hall" on the first floor.

I saw that the door of the box was full of people, there were security guards, waiters, ladies in the clubhouse, and other people who came to join in the fun.

Seeing Fang Xun's arrival, the staff blocking the door of the box automatically stepped aside and called "Brother Xun" respectfully.

Fang Xun nodded, then walked into the box.

In the box, four brothers dressed in designer clothes and watches were sitting on the sofa, smoking cigarettes, with Erlang's legs, his faces full of arrogance.

Among them, two security guards and one waiter had blood on their foreheads, as well as broken glass.

A girl in her twenties, with a certain beauty, was shivering and shivering in the corner, her clothes were torn, and five finger prints clearly appeared on her face.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xun's heart suddenly became clear.

After all, similar things have happened several times this month.

Fang Xun took out a cigarette, and a security guard next to it immediately lit it for help.

Immediately, Fang Xun stepped forward, glanced at the four men on the sofa, and said indifferently, "Who moved the hand? Give you a chance to stand up by yourself."

Hearing this, the faces of the four men on the sofa suddenly became gloomy.

They thought it would be the person in charge of the clubhouse, but a waiter came when they knew it.

More importantly, this little waiter is even more mad than them, is this still worth it?

"Grass! A little waiter dared to be mad in front of Laozi! Isn't he going to die?"

A handsome man wearing a Givenchy black shirt suddenly stood up and yelled at Fang Xun.

On the way here, Fang Xun also learned something from the security guard.

The man in front of him is named Chen Junfeng, the son of Chen Huatai, chairman of Huatai Real Estate.

Moreover, Chen Junfeng's uncle is also the chairman of China Shipping Cloud Shield Security Co., Ltd.

Although it is only a security company, there are a group of fierce people in it, and it is also inextricably linked with various forces in China Shipping.

Because of this, the Chen family in Zhonghai can be said to be rich and powerful, and most people don't dare to provoke them.

However, in Fang Xun's eyes, these so-called powers are nothing at all.

The idea that his master has always instilled in him is that big fists are the last word.

Fang Xun has always believed in this philosophy.

What's more, his three-pointed righteous and seven-pointed evil master said a very domineering remark before he left.

"Boy, this time of mortal experience, go and make trouble as much as you want, no matter what happens, Master can take care of it for you!"

It was this sentence that made Fang Xuntian not afraid.

After all, in his eyes, Master is mysterious and powerful, and I am afraid that no one is Master's opponent.

These thoughts just flashed past.

Fang Xun narrowed his eyes, and vomited a puff of smoke on Chen Junfeng's face, "Did you move your hand?"

"Yes, it's Lao Tzu's hands!"

Chen Junfeng responded fiercely, "What do you want?"

Fang Xun met Chen Junfeng's gaze, his eyes flashed with cold light, "Hurry up and apologize to them, and then cut off his arm, forget about it..."

"Hahaha, I heard that right, is this guy's head squeezed by the door? How dare you make Chen Shao apologize to these guys, and have to give up?"

"I don't think this house is squeezed by the door, but because there is a hole in the mind!"

"Offended Shao Chen, I don't think he can see the sun tomorrow!"

The other three elder brothers sitting on the sofa burst into laughter, and the look in Fang Xun's eyes looked like a fool.

The other guests outside the door who came to join in the excitement thought that Fang Xun had arrived, and they were prepared to apologize, and the big things were turned into small things and the small things turned into small things.

But I don't know, this guy dared to be tough with Chen Shao.

I really don't know if it is really stupid, or is it dependent on it?

Chen Junfeng grinned and stared at Fang Xun sternly.

"Apologize and break my arm."

Fang Xun spit out six words coldly.

"I say you are paralyzed!"

With a roar, Chen Junfeng directly picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it at Fang Xun's head!

Huh!

Sonic boom!

However, as soon as Chen Junfeng smashed the bottle down, Fang Xun casually raised his left hand and directly clasped Chen Junfeng's wrist!

It was so fast that everyone didn't react!

"This……"

Chen Junfeng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes opened suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.

This guy is so close to him, and he shot so fast, how did he grab his wrist?

After all, he has practiced somehow!

"It seems that you don't want this opportunity..."

Fang Xun said something softly, then raised his eyes and stared at Chen Junfeng.

Just being stared at by Fang Xun's gaze, Chen Junfeng felt like falling into an ice cave, and even more as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast, he could tear himself to pieces at any time!

He tried hard to break free, but Fang Xun's hands were like ordinary iron tongs, and he couldn't break free at all!

Cold sweat couldn't help but burst out from Chen Junfeng's forehead.

Chen Junfeng swallowed his throat and said cruelly: "You can't move me, my father is Chen Huatai, my uncle is Chen Kangming!"

"Oh?"

Fang Xun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "So what?"

As he said, a cold smile crossed the corner of Fang Xun's mouth, his left hand was like a dragon's claw, and the moment he was about to squeeze Chen Junfeng's wrist, a soft voice came from outside the door!

"Fang Xun! Stop it!"

The voice has not fallen yet!

Click!

A crisp bone crack sounded throughout the box!

Chen Junfeng's wrist is broken!