In the evening of the same day, in the National Arsenal, Leng Fan and the Middle Eastern prince finally met again a month later. And the scars on the face of the Middle Eastern prince have not yet healed, which shows how badly he was beaten at that time.

In a place called Chrysanthemum Pavilion, Leng Fan pushed open the door, and a strange wind hit him. The wind was blowing in the room, which was almost walled on all four sides, and it was obviously not normal.

Leng Fan waved his hand and beat the wind back.

And then, in this chrysanthemum pavilion, everything except the middle table was scraped into the sky. After a few moments, the wind stopped, and in the middle of the room, eight men in white robes and white scarves were seated in the middle.

After Leng Fan saw this momentum, he smiled coldly and said, "The formation is quite strong, give me a dismount first, but the result is unsuccessful." ”

Leng Fan's words were very casual, and they sounded very unreasonable, this was because he knew when he came that this was the other party's revenge, and it would not be a pleasant dinner in the first place.

The other party spoke, but what the other party said was in the Middle Eastern language, and Leng Fan couldn't understand it at all, and on the contrary, the other party couldn't understand what he just said.

"I knew that I should find a translator, why didn't the old man Yin do this work well. Leng Fan began to complain about Old Yin.

At this time, the Middle Eastern prince came up, he knew Chinese, and he said to Leng Fan: "Friend, we met again, why didn't Jiaqi come today, ask if you want to see her." ”

If it was Leng Fan before, he would have slapped him a long time ago when he heard this person dare to speak like this in front of him.

"You kid really dare to come back, if you don't come back, everyone will be fine, now that you're back, do you really think you can take revenge, you will only ask for hardship. Leng Fan replied.

"Haha, you Orientals really can't speak, now you should kneel and beg me for mercy, depending on whether I want to. "The prince of the Middle East is very arrogant, and he fully believes that he will succeed in revenge tonight.

Leng Fan likes to look at such people the most now, because only such people look the most ridiculous at the end. So he would continue to tease the Middle Eastern prince and reply, "Kneel down and apologize?" I don't think I can remember doing anything like this, so I don't know how to do it, and if you're willing to demonstrate, I'd like to see it." ”

"What did you say?" exclaimed the prince of the Middle East.

Leng Fan smiled: "Don't you understand? If you don't understand, you can find a translator and let him tell you." ”

"You're looking for death. The Middle East prince clenched his fists and said angrily, if he had the ability at this time, he would definitely have raised his fist and rushed up to beat people.

At this time, several Middle Eastern people over there began to speak to this prince, but Leng Fan couldn't understand what they were saying, but he could feel that they were telling this Middle Eastern prince not to be angry.

The next moment, one of them spoke to Leng Fan and said a few words, and then the Middle Eastern prince helped translate: "My uncle asked me to tell you that the face of our Middle Eastern royal family can't be counted like this, you must give us a satisfactory answer." ”

Hehe, my answer is, you treat me to a meal, and I'll treat it as if it didn't happen. Leng Fan replied.

"What are you talking about?" The prince of the Middle East was even more angry, his handsome face had now become very hideous, and it could be seen that he was so angry that he couldn't control himself.

"Okay, you wait. After the prince threw this sentence at Leng Fan, he immediately translated it to his elders.

Sure enough, when Leng Fan's words were translated, those people's faces were not good-looking, and some of them even exuded a powerful aura.

Leng Fan whistled, he didn't plan to speak properly, so the next moment, the momentum on his body suddenly burst out, just like a volcanic eruption, not to mention this room, even half of the capital's supernatural people could feel this huge power.

When Leng Fan walked into the room, he looked at the people opposite, the strength was not strong at all, at most it was the power of the innate realm, he didn't want to teach a lesson with such a power, so he directly broke out the momentum, making the other party retreat.

Sure enough, after those people felt the overwhelming power of Mount Tai, their faces changed, and they stared at Leng Fan with wide eyes one by one, just like staring at a monster, maybe in their eyes, with Leng Fan's current age, he could not believe that he could have such a powerful power.

Ordinary people can't feel such power, so the Middle East prince didn't notice Leng Fan's change, and he still wanted to let the helper he found beat Leng Fan.

Leng Fan smiled lightly and asked the Middle Eastern prince: "Ask them, do you plan to stay and invite me to dinner now, or let me go back, I have busy time." ”

After hearing this, the prince of the Middle East immediately began to translate, and his face was very proud, still thinking that Leng Fan's final result was to be taught a hard lesson by them, and he would be beaten at least half to death.

However, those masters from the Middle East had no intention of fighting at this time, and they had already lost in terms of momentum, so they didn't answer the words of the Middle East prince immediately, they just looked at each other.

The prince of the Middle East was stunned, and he also felt something at this time, so he began to get nervous.

Leng Fan continued to yawn, at this time, his mobile phone rang, he picked up the phone, and saw that it was Yin Lao calling, so he answered the call directly.

"Boy, what are you doing? I feel the aura you exude from afar, are you trying to beat the other party to death? You are not allowed to mess around, even if you want to fight, others will strike first, and we can still fight with them in the future. Yin Lao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Leng Fan smiled: "It's okay, at least it's okay now, I'm chatting with them with very effective reasoning now, and they also know very well that what they may be doing is wrong." ”

After hearing this, Yin Lao was half-convinced, and said: "Xiaofan, I can't persuade you, you can take it easy, in this world, it is better to have one more friend than one more enemy." ”

"Understood, don't worry. Okay, I won't tell you, I'll have to keep talking to them. Leng Fan put down the phone.

Just after he put down the phone, he suddenly felt three familiar breaths flying here, and he shook his head, because his divine sense saw that these three people were Long Qingqing and the Cang family brothers.

"The person on the other side, you are talking back, you are so difficult for me, whether to go or not to go. Leng Fan asked again.

The prince of the Middle East didn't know how to answer, because just as Leng Fan was calling, his elders were ready to retreat temporarily.