Thunderstorm and his subordinates immediately told Zhao Yiming everything that happened yesterday, adding oil and vinegar to Zhao Yiming, in their mouths, Yang Fan is simply a heinous villain, rape, robbery, and robbery.

"Yang Fan, which peak is this master?" Zhao Yiming frowned, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, Luo Cheng is not a weak person, the peak cultivation of the Triple Heaven is only one step away, and he is qualified to break through the Bronze Man Alley, and the thunderstorm is even more extraordinary, it is only one step away from the realm of the Five Heavens, among the miscellaneous disciples of the Seven Star Sect, he can seriously injure him like this, and he is by no means an unknown person, but he recalled the top powerhouses of the major miscellaneous service peaks, and he did not think of who Yang Fan was.

"Master Zhao, it's not the master of other peaks, it's our Yang Fan of Mozhu Peak, hissed !!" Because he was too excited, he suddenly pulled the wound, and the pain was so painful that the thunderstorm was directly pumping cold air.

"What?Yang Fan of our peak?" Zhao Yiming's eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen the legendary ghost, Yang Fan, he had some impressions, a shy young man with low talent, he belonged to one of the candidates who were bound to be driven away this year, such a waste, not to mention the thunderstorm, the first person in Mozhu Peak, any miscellaneous disciple in front of him could beat him all over the ground to find teeth!!

"Master Zhao, it's that little brute, you must be the master for us!!" Thunderstorm cried again, his voice was so sad, he smelled sad, and the listener wept.

"Really....... Is it really him? But how is this possible!" Although reason told him that what they said about the thunderstorm was true, after all, it was not a glorious thing, and they did not have the courage to deceive themselves about it, but he still couldn't accept it.

Yang Fan, the famous waste of their Mozhu Peak, is almost bound to be swept away, and the thunderstorm, but they will be the first person in Mozhu Peak, he has always had high hopes, between the two, it is simply the difference between cloud and mud, it stands to reason that even a hundred Yang Fan joined forces, which is not enough for the thunderstorm to fight alone.

"Chief, what the disciple said is true, and there is no lie!!" Seeing that Zhao Yiming still didn't believe it, the thunderstorm was immediately urgent, "The disciple can swear !!"

"It seems that all this is true!!" At this moment, even if Zhao Yiming couldn't accept it anymore, he had to believe that Lei Storm and others were really injured in Yang Fan's hands, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that a waste would grow to such a state!!

"Please also ask the chief to make decisions for us, then Yang Fan doesn't miss the friendship of the same family at all, and he hits us so hard, it's just madness, and it's hard to escape the blame for death!!"

As soon as the thunderstorm finished speaking, his little brothers immediately became enthusiastic and echoed the ..........

"Yes, please make decisions for us!!

"If Yang Fan is not punished, the disciple will not accept !!"

"If you don't punish Yang Fan, heaven will not tolerate it!!"

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"Shut up all of them, noisy and shouting, what kind of system is it!!" Zhao Yiming's face suddenly turned cold, "Come on, go and call Yang Fan to come over !!"

Hearing this, the corners of Thunderstorm's mouth curled, and there was a hint of pride, and even more smugness, little beast, this time it depends on how you die!!

Soon, Yang Fan, led by a servant, entered the small courtyard at the top of the peak.

As Yang Fan gradually approached, the thunderstorm and his party showed hateful eyes, especially the mummy-like thunderstorm and Luo Cheng, their eyes were bloodshot, and the blood meridians were bulging, they really wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood, if their eyes could kill, Yang Fan at this moment was afraid that they had already broken their corpses into thousands of pieces, and Ling Chi was executed!!

It's this little beast, who cruelly scrapped his limbs, making it difficult for him to cultivate martial arts in this life, this hatred, this hatred, that is higher than the sky, deeper than the sea!!

"Yang Fan has seen the main !!" glanced at Thunderstorm and others, Yang Fan saluted Zhao Yiming respectfully, but a touch of vigilance flashed in his eyes, vaguely, he already had some understanding of the purpose of Thunderstorm and others, his fists did not know when, bent into fists, if this Zhao was indiscriminate, and wanted to stand up for Thunderstorm and others, he would definitely not sit still and be captured.

"Yang Fan, but you hurt them in the thunderstorm?" After waving his hand to signal that Yang Fan didn't need to be polite, Zhao Yiming looked at Yang Fan with some eagerness.

"Could it be that this Zhao Principal really wants to stand up for the thunderstorm?" Yang Fan's heart condensed slightly, but he still nodded, admitting that he seriously injured the thunderstorm group!!

"Hahahaha........" Seeing Yang Fan nodding and admitting, Zhao Yiming suddenly laughed out loud, "Okay! Able to defeat the thunderstorm with one punch, among the miscellaneous disciples of the sect, I am afraid that there are very few, ten days later, in the battle of Bronze Man Lane, you will definitely be able to strive for a good result for this peak, and even squeeze into the top ten is not impossible, that this peak's evaluation this year, there must be a lot of evaluation, and when the time comes, the grade of my Mozhu Peak Miscellaneous Peak can at least be raised!!"

After laughing to himself, Zhao Yiming couldn't help laughing again, "The grade of the miscellaneous labor peak has been improved by one grade, the number of miscellaneous labor peaks under the jurisdiction of this seat, and various benefits, at least it can be upgraded by a grade, and it has been issued, this time this seat is really going to be issued........ Hahaha.........."

"Lord....... You are in charge........ Didn't you come to me to call the shots for them?" Yang Fan couldn't react for a while, this script seems to be a little wrong, look at Lord Zhao like this, it doesn't look like he's here to make trouble for himself!!

"Yang Fan, this sect has never forbidden competition between miscellaneous disciples, they ended up in today's field, it is completely because they are not good at learning and can't complain about others, how can this seat be the person who doesn't know right from wrong!!! Zhao Yiming chuckled, he didn't have time to reward Yang Fan, how could he blame Yang Fan for such a genius for a few wastes!!

"There are ten days left, that is, the battle of Bronze Man Alley, these ten days this seat will give you sick leave, no need to do miscellaneous labor, let you prepare for the battle with all your might, in order to be able to go further and achieve more excellent results!!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was immediately happy, without that cumbersome errand, his cultivation progress will definitely be upgraded to a higher level again, on the contrary, the faces of the thunderstorm group turned pale, what is this, stealing chickens is not a loss of rice?

But obviously, that's not all!!

Zhao Yiming's eyes turned and swept towards the thunderstorm group, and his face immediately changed from the spring breeze to the biting winter wind, "Thunderstorm, Luo Cheng, and a few of you, listen to this seat, although you are injured, but the miscellaneous servants are not exempt, find a way yourself!!"

After speaking, Director Zhao glanced at Yang Fan, and an inexplicable smile flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Yang Fan understands that this is Lord Zhao showing favor to him!!

"You........ Wow poof!!" Thunderstorm glared at Zhao Yiming angrily, he couldn't bear the repeated blows anymore, his face turned red and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Why are you still stunned? Are you idle? Why don't you go to do chores?" With the shout of Chief Zhao, the thunderstorm and the younger brothers immediately dispersed, leaving the unconscious thunderstorm lying alone on the stretcher, so miserable!!

"Come on, take this waste down to this seat, don't be an eyesore here!!"

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I don't know how long later, the thunderstorm woke up and turned around, and found that he had arrived outside his small courtyard, and there was no one around, and a few crows were circling in the air, so it was not desolate.

stared at the door stunned for a while, and suddenly, the thunderstorm's face was full of hideousness and resentment, like the fierce ghost from the Nine Hells, "Yang Fan, this revenge will not be avenged, Lao Tzu will not be a man! Ah!!h

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