Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Bai Shao, Wang Shao, I'm the master. It's inappropriate for you to wait outside for so long. I still invite you to sit inside. Come, please invite Bai Shaowang to sit inside, hurry!"

Along with the sound of Xiao Jiang's smile and flirt, he quickly flew towards Wang Fan Bai Xiaoren with his subordinates.

Boil Jiang said politely, but look at their murderous expressions, where is there a slight gesture to invite others?

Wang Fan looked at this scene, his eyes cold, and ignored it.

Now is the critical moment for applying a needle. He must finish it all in one go, otherwise, he will give up his achievements.

Bai Xiaoren also changed his complexion.

He can clearly feel that Wang Fanshi is at a critical moment. Once interrupted, the consequences will be serious.

"Zhang Ling, stop them at all costs!" In desperation, Bai Xiaoren shouted at Zhang Ling.

As for the other man, he was already seriously out of control. He was overturned by Zhang Ling just now, and he couldn't count on it.

Although Bai Xiaoren vaguely felt that Zhang Ling had problems, in this case, he could only count on Zhang Ling.

"Yes." Zhang Ling didn't hesitate, responded, and rushed towards the Jiangnan group.

It's just that although he looks fierce, he is disappointed.

"The remnant soldiers are defeated, and dad dare to block the road? Get out!"

I saw that Jiang Jiang screamed, understated Zhang Ling's acting blow, and then slapped his back on Zhang Ling's face.

With a snap, Zhang Ling was beaten directly for several circles, his cheeks were swollen, his teeth were all pumped up, and the corners of his mouth were bloodied.

Still boiled, Jiang Ling lifted his leg and kicked a foot. Zhang Ling was kicked and flew out, fell to the ground twice, and could no longer climb.

Anger appeared in his eyes looking at Bianjiang, and it seemed that he had never thought that Bianjiang would strike hard.

Ou Jiang was even more angry with Zhang Ling. If it weren't for the bastard's procrastination, pretending to be crazy acting, and saying so much nonsense, how could it be so?

In his view, if Zhang Ling stabbed Bai Xiaoren's knife the first time, and then ran with Bai Xiaoren to them, nothing happened at all.

Looking at this scene, Bai Xiaoren's face was even more ugly.

He did not expect that Zhang Ling was even able to block it for half a second, and was flew out.

He once doubted whether Zhang Ling had betrayed and was acting.

But looking at the corner of Zhang Ling's **** mouth and the ruthless leg of Bo Jiang, he was not sure.

Wang Fan also sneered in his heart, but he did not speak, but was still applying needle to Bai Xiaoren.

In this case, he did not want to be distracted.

A group of people who ran Jiang quickly ran to Wang Fan and they thought Wang Fan would shoot. But looking at Wang Fan's sweaty face, he was finally relieved.

It turns out that this guy is in a critical position and has no energy to shoot.

"Wang Shao, Bai Shao, please, we are all here, don't we give face?" Bo Jiangjiang pretended to say something, and the next second, his slap was drawn to Wang Fan.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has come to you to invite you, and he **** with Lao Tzu, and doesn't even look at Lao Tzu. What do you think you are?"

Whistling slap across the air, set off a harsh wind and hit Wang Fan's face directly.

Obviously, there was no mercy in this shot.

However, at the moment when his slap was about to fall on Wang Fan's face, Wang Fan suddenly moved.

I saw it suddenly close the needle, pulling Bai Xiaoren to take advantage of the situation, then grabbed the wrist of Bo Jiang, and the other hand flicked back on the face of Bo Jiang.

Crisp slaps sounded one after another, and in a flash, Wang Fan waved dozens of slaps, then kicked them down again, and asked coldly, "Dare to beat me Wang Fan slap, what are you thinking of? "

Wang Fan's expression was very indifferent, and his eyes were full of murderous opportunities, "I just don't give you a face, just pretend, how about you?"

"Boiling the river, you dare to come to the capital to kill me. It's really courageous. Since you have come to the capital, you don't have to leave. Tonight, it's your death."

Wang Fan said, raising his feet directly, stepping towards the head of the boiled river.

With a bang, the river boiled to death.

The audience was silent.

No one thought that such a dramatic scene would happen. How could the situation change suddenly?

Wang Fan ignored them, but looked at the void, "Kill me, one will not stay!"

Listening to these words, the faces of the boiled Jiang and the remnants of Meng Wei could not help but suffocate.

Who is Wang Fan talking to?

Except that they stood with Wang Fan and Bai Xiaoren, there was no one else at all?

Is Wang Fan bluffing?

Before they could figure it out, more than ten Meng Mo elites who fell to the ground suddenly jumped up and killed them directly.

Headed by a burly and sturdy man, standing there is like a tower, imposing like a rainbow, and the strength is even more messy.

Who is Abiao?

Originally, the tragic death of Jiang Jiang affected the morale of his subordinates. In addition, he was caught by surprise. There is also a master like Abiao who sits in the town. Where can I resist it?

However, in ten seconds, more than a dozen people were knocked to the ground, and there was no more power to fight.

A Biao is fierce like a wild beast, and it is simply unstoppable.

Those boiled river subordinates in front of him are like weak babies. It is not an exaggeration to say that a child is punched.

"Bai Shao, you take a break first, this group of people, give it to me." Wang Fan said to Bai Xiaoren, then walked out slowly, looked at the group of distant Meng Wei.

If more than one hundred Meng Wei swarmed, Wang Fan really could only run, he didn't need to think about anything else.

But now there are only more than 20 Meng Wei in every district, so Wang Fan doesn't need to be in his eyes.

More than twenty acquired, in front of Wang Fan, although not to say that it is a local chicken tile dog, but still not enough weight.

"Meng Wei? Not afraid of dying?" Wang Fan looked at them, grinned and sneered, and directly pulled out the shadow knife. "You go together and kill you. I'll find Meng Duzhong."

What a big tone!

Listening to this, Rao is the Meng Wei who claimed to be a dead man, and he couldn't help but feel angry for a while.

Wang Fan didn't take them too seriously, which was a kind of contempt.

"Roar!"

They did not talk nonsense, but roared up in the air, and then madly killed Wang Fan.

The monstrous murderousness swept away, and the atmosphere on the scene became strong.

Even A Biao felt a pressure.

Not to mention the subordinates of Meng Qingyang he brought, they just felt like there was a big mountain pressed against them, and they were almost going to be crushed.

Feeling this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help but chuckled, "Well, let Wang Fan come to teach you the strength of Meng Wei."

Bloody battle will start!

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