The Magnificent God of War

"It's you who is bold!"

Jiang Ning's slap was a heavy slap, and the messenger's face was swelled up abruptly.

"you……"

The messenger wanted to do it, but Jiang Ning reached out with one hand and directly grabbed his neck.

The fingers were slightly harder, and the messenger didn't dare to struggle immediately.

Such a terrifying strength!

In front of Jiang Ning, his master-level strength is probably not as good as an ant.

"You...you are looking for death! If Master Black Mountain knows, you all have to die!"

"People from the Fang family."

Jiang Ning said indifferently, "As a hidden family, I suggest that you still stay in the world honestly and don't come out to die."

He stared at the messenger, his tone gradually cooling down.

"I have always been curious about what your background is. After waiting for a long time, it finally came. As a result, it was just some fools."

Jiang Ning's fingers gradually hardened, and he lifted the messenger directly!

Those feet kicked in the air, and Xin [Jiujiu novel www.jjxxs.cn]'s face became more and more red and gradually turned blue.

"In this way, you also bring me a letter back, telling this Master Montenegro,"

Jiang Ning squinted his eyes, "Not only do I want to control the Jidao boxing score, I also want to open all the boxing scores, oh, yes, I found the fourth page of the boxing score, and I will get it soon. , Want to either?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Ning let go, and immediately slapped again, even harder than before!

Snapped!

Skinned!

The face of the messenger was directly deformed!

This is the letter Jiang Ning wants him to take back!

"what--"

The messenger screamed and rolled embarrassedly on the ground, covering his face, screaming again and again.

He couldn't believe how he came on behalf of Master Montenegro, Jiang Ning actually dared to tear up Master Montenegro's letter, and even dare to do it on himself!

"Tan Long!"

Jiang Ning shouted.

Tan Long and several people immediately stepped forward.

"The visitor is a guest. We can't say that there are no rules in the East China Sea."

Jiang Ning shouted, "Does Agou teach you our hospitality?"

"Teached!"

Tan Long's body shook, and he felt his blood boil.

This messenger came from those reclusive families, mysterious, unpredictable reclusive families, but in Jiang Ning's eyes, it seemed that no matter who came, the rules of the East China Sea could not be broken!

Even if it is the king of heaven, I dare to stand high here, let him kneel on the ground and sing to conquer!

"Entertain him well."

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he turned around and left. Tan Long and several people immediately stepped forward and took the messenger away.

VIP room!

There is a VIP room for special reception in the Jidao Martial Arts Hall.

At the moment, the messenger is sitting there, unable to move!

He looked at the table in front of him, a bottle of high-strength spirits, at a table of delicious food, not knowing what Tan Long and the others wanted to do.

"Brother Gou taught us that we must convince people with virtue."

Tan Long said while drinking, "Since you have come to the East China Sea, it is the guests of the East China Sea. We must be warm to the guests."

"Yes!"

The people around the table shouted in unison.

"What do you want to do?"

The messenger yelled nervously, "What do you want to do? I tell you, I'm from Black Mountain, you dare to move me..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hands, pinched his chin, and opened his mouth directly.

A glass of white wine was poured directly into it!

"Gurulu—"

"Good wine is naturally accompanied by good dishes."

There was another pair of chopsticks, which picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it directly into the messenger’s mouth. Before he swallowed it, he continued to pinch, continue to stuff, continue to drink...