In order to marry the Ye family, Liang Chengye knew Liang Qingzhu very well.

When the Ye family was still looking for traces of Liang Qingzhu and Wu Fan all over the world, Liang Chengye thought of Nanwan Village.

According to his understanding of Liang Qingzhu, before escaping Jiangbei, Liang Qingzhu will definitely find a way to go back to Nanwan Village and say goodbye to this place where she grew up.

Because of the strong force that Wu Fan showed in the Imperial Hotel, Liang Chengye was not in a hurry and found this place yesterday.

Instead, he summoned the bodyguard captain who was on a mission outside overnight, and when he thought that the strength of the bodyguard captain could crush Wu Fan, he brought his elite to Nanwan Village.

Several bodyguards behind Liang Chengye walked towards Liang Qingzhu with expressionless faces, ready to forcibly take her away.

There was only one man who looked at Wu Er, who had been standing not far behind Liang Qingzhu and had been silent.

Before, although Liang Chengye and others were menacing, they had no intention of making a move, Wu Er only stood not far away to protect, and did not interfere in the family affairs and quarrels between Liang Qingzhu and the Liang family.

But now, it is obviously not as simple as a verbal argument, when the Liang family's bodyguards moved, Wu Er also immediately approached Liang Qingzhu.

"You are Wu Fan, the master who made a big fuss about the Emperor Hotel yesterday and was passed on by the Ye family's waste security guards?"

Next to Liang Chengye, a strong man with a flat head stared at Wu Er, with a strong fighting intent in his eyes, but at the same time with the confidence to look down on the weak.

"I heard that you are from the army, as a senior soldier king, I kindly advise you, this is not a battlefield, with the rich of the Liang family and the identity of Miss Qingzhu, it is not something that a poor soldier like you can afford. ”

This Liang Chengye's bodyguard captain proudly revealed his identity as the king of soldiers before retiring, and admonished him with the attitude of a senior, mistaking Wu Er for Wu Fan.

Liang Chengye didn't know Wu Er either, but he thought that it should be Wu Fan's accomplice, and he was about to remind him, when Wu Fan's voice suddenly sounded from the gate of the courtyard behind him.

"Since you used to be a member of the army, and even a well-known king of soldiers, you should not be willing to be a lackey of a wealthy family, lose your former honor, and kill a defenseless and weak woman. ”

Wu Fan walked slowly from the gate of the courtyard and looked at the captain of the Liang family's bodyguards, who claimed to be the king of soldiers:

"Since you used to be the king of soldiers, you should know that the duty of a soldier is to protect the territory and the people, resist strong enemies outside, and secure the world inside, not to oppress the good, not to cling to the strong, and not to deviate from their hearts!"

"Now, tell me, what is your heart?"

Wu Fan walked towards the captain of the bodyguard while asking, and his voice was stern, as if the commander was giving a lecture to the soldiers.

This made the bodyguard captain feel like he was back in the army, reprimanded and scolded by the commander but full of love.

"Heh, it's really the style of Qiu Ba in the army, you talk about blood and courage on the battlefield, but in the mainland, no matter how majestic you once were, if you want to live a good life, you have to rely on the snort of our rich businessmen and wealthy families, and obediently do things for us. ”

Before the king of soldiers' bodyguards could speak, Liang Chengye sneered, disdainful of Wu Fan's honor and original intention.

"Wang Fucheng, don't forget who made you have a rich life now, who let you gain a foothold in this bustling city full of temptation and enjoy a luxurious life.

Now, let me see if you, the king of soldiers, are as powerful as you often boast about.

I don't want to raise a piece of waste that even your juniors can't beat!"

Now that he has torn his face, Liang Chengye no longer cares about Liang Qingzhu's attitude.

He not only wants to take Liang Qingzhu away today, but also defeats Wu Fan, so that he can really recognize the gap between him and the giants.

Don't think that in the Imperial Hotel, taking advantage of the absence of the Ye family's elite guards, you can think that you can not take the wealthy family in your eyes.

Wang Fucheng, the bodyguard of the king of soldiers, twisted his neck and said with a cruel smile:

"Good boy, it turns out that you are Wu Fan, and you are quite good at bluffing, which makes me feel like I saw the shadow of the instructor back then, causing me to make a fool of myself in front of the gold master.

Today, let you ordinary soldiers see what a soldier is and what an inbound warrior is!"

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Wang Fucheng actually cheered up, jumping and tearing all his shirts, revealing a upper body as strong as steel.

Its muscles were knotted, full of explosiveness, and even snatched the steel pipe in the hand of a bodyguard next to him, twisted and deformed the steel pipe with a hard pinch, and threw it away.

This scene is really shocking, even the other bodyguards who have seen it for a long time still can't help but marvel!

Throwing away the twisted steel pipe, Wang Fucheng took another steel pipe nearly two meters long from his hand and waved it.

Wang Fucheng danced the steel pipe in his hand, forming an iron curtain of afterimages in front of him that could not be splashed by water, and rushed towards Wu Fan with a cruel laugh.

"I heard that you made a good throwing knife, I don't know if your flying knife can break my iron curtain, or if my steel pipe will break your hand bones!"

Wang Fucheng is full of self-confidence, with the strength of his martial arts and his original iron curtain stick method, no matter how powerful and exquisite Wu Fan's flying knife is, it is useless.

The other bodyguards looked at Wang Fucheng's prestige proudly and enviously, Liang Chengye hooked the corners of his mouth with disdain for Wu Fan, and Liang Qingzhu had an anxious face, ready to give in to the uncle and beg him to let Wu Fan go.

Only Wu Er's face was expressionless, standing quietly behind Liang Qingzhu, not worried about Wu Fan's safety at all, but just protecting Liang Qingzhu responsibly.

The steel pipe in Wang Fucheng's hand was like an extremely fast rotating iron fan, brutally strangled Wu Fan.

And Wu Fan's hands were empty, and he looked powerless.

Liang Chengye and the others had the same judgment as Wang Fucheng, even if they knew that Wu Fan had a delicate flying knife technique, how could a light and thin flying knife break through the impermeable iron curtain!

When the Iron Curtain approached, Wu Fan did not use the flying knife.

In their opinion, this is Wu Fan being completely restrained by Wang Fucheng and can't find a chance to shoot with a flying knife.

Wang Fucheng's speed was very fast, and he barely gave people time to react, and he was already wielding a steel pipe to approach Wu Fan, and the Iron Curtain ruthlessly strangled Wu Fan.

"Ah~!I promise......"

Liang Qingzhu finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed to compromise with Liang Chengye.

But Liang Chengye didn't seem to react, and it looked like he didn't have time to stop it, but the sneering smile on the corner of his mouth showed that this was not the case in his heart.

Boom!

In a shocking collision, everyone looked at Wu Fan and Wang Fucheng for the first time.

In the middle of the two, Wang Fucheng's iron curtain disappeared, and the high-speed rotating iron fan seemed to suddenly jam the owner, from extremely fast to extremely quiet, and stopped in an instant.

In front of Wang Fucheng, an ordinary-looking fist, neither white nor black as iron, but just plain wheat-colored, stopped in front of Wang Fucheng's eyes, and also crossed in front of the iron curtain he had just turned.

As a consequence of this stop, Wang Fucheng's steel pipe smashed into Wu Fan's arm.

In the expected scene, Wu Fan's flesh and blood were blurred, and the scene of broken bones and tendons did not appear, but the steel pipe was smashed out of a pit, and the two-meter-long steel pipe was almost broken.

And Wang Fucheng's hands, because the steel pipe was suddenly stopped in the high-speed rotation, the huge anti-shock force shattered his palms, and the flesh and blood in the palms were blurred, and the complete five fingers could hardly be seen.

The wrist and forearm are twisted at a strange angle, and are forcibly twisted by external forces to an angle that the joint cannot turn.

"Ah......h

Wang Fucheng let out a scream of pain.

He was unable to stand up straight, and he bent down in pain, sweat beading like water on his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper, obviously suffering immensely.

But at the same time, there is also pain and humiliation on the face, as well as fear!

"You...... Your strength...... You can't be an ordinary retired ......"

Wang Fucheng was about to blurt out in disbelief, shocked by what Wu Fan's identity was in the army.

He used to be the king of soldiers, and he was highly regarded in the army, and he could have been promoted, but because he was unwilling to endure the bitter cold in the army and the life and death on the battlefield, he voluntarily applied for retirement.

Later, he served as a bodyguard for the wealthy in exchange for glory and wealth.

So he knew very well that Wu Fan's current strength was far beyond him, and with Wu Fan's strength, his status in the army would definitely be much higher than the position he had to be promoted.

With such an identity, he is indeed qualified to wrestle with the giants in Jiangbei!

It's just that as soon as the words came out of his mouth, seeing Wu Fan's eyes, Wang Fucheng swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

Now, what kind of identity Wu Fan is and what kind of strength he has has nothing to do with him.

His blow was self-defeating, and Wu Fan had already discarded his hands, and he could no longer regain his previous strength.

This also means that he is already a wasted person in the Liang family, among many wealthy families in Jiangbei, and has no value.

Disheartened, he has decided to resign from the Liang family after going back, stay away from Jiangbei, and return to his hometown to be an ordinary person.

Liang Chengye and others didn't notice Wang Fucheng's words, and they were still in the shock of Wang Fucheng's defeat and hurt himself, and Wu Fan's strength.

Retracting his fist, Wu Fan glanced at the remaining bodyguards, and these bodyguards instantly dispersed, away from Liang Qingzhu and Wu Fan, indicating that he had no intention of making a move.

Then, Wu Fan looked at Liang Chengye.

Liang Chengye was apprehensive in his heart, thinking that his husband could bend and stretch, and was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, Wu Fan had already spoken:

"I have no grievances with the Liang family, but what the Liang family owes Qingzhu is not something that can be made up for by beating you up and giving you some physical damage.

When I have time, I will personally come to the door with Qingzhu to ask for justice from the Liang family, ask for an explanation, and get back what Qingzhu should take!"

Finally, Wu Fan said coldly to Liang Chengye:

"Now, get out!"