As the vice president of Cambrian, and the big brother of Taohuawu.

The white-faced man knows very well that in Xiao'anling, there is no one.

Even!

In the past 20 years, the castle of white-faced men has actually been here, and many masters of the rivers and lakes have come.

Merely!

These masters of the rivers and lakes, who go alone, just pass by the ancient castle and will never come in.

After all!

The rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the hermits also have the rules of the hermits.

The Jianghu people who appear in Xiao'anling will only be two kinds of people - gold diggers, and - hermits!

If it was a gold digger, he would naturally know Jiang Chen's prestige, and he would definitely not offend.

And if he was a hermit, if he wanted to retreat with peace of mind, he would not take the initiative to provoke Jiang Chen.

As it is now!

This ancient martial arts master wearing ancient armor suddenly came to save Wang Chulan.

Just ask, how can a white-faced man endure it?

But!

If possible, the white-faced man didn't want to turn his face with this armored youth.

But!

The white-faced man, although he is not afraid of this person, does not want to trouble.

After all!

This armored youth is too powerful!

Powerful, human-terrifying!

……

However!

Facing this encirclement, the armored young man smiled: "Jiang Chen, others are afraid of you, but Lao Tzu is not afraid." ”

"It's not that I look down on you, just your little person, it's not enough for me to stuff my teeth!"

When the voice fell, the white-faced man was suddenly furious: "So, Daoist friend is not giving me Jiang Chen face, ready to die?"

"It's not Lao Tzu who doesn't give you face, but you don't give him face!" said the armored young man coldly.

Following the fingers of the armored youth, everyone's eyes converged into flowing water, and they all looked behind them.

Rear!

A young man with a cigarette in his mouth and eating barbecue appeared in front of everyone.

Even though the situation is very tense, this young man is very calm and has an excellent appetite.

This is not!

A table of barbecue has been calmly eaten by the young man two-thirds.

"It all depends on what I do? The barbecue is not enough, hurry up and add more!" Wang Chulan scolded.

"Mr. Jiang, this ......" the head chef looked worried.

"Tell me to go down and roast a few more sheep!" the white-faced man looked gloomy.

"A few are not enough. Wang Chulan's voice sounded in the wind.

"That's a dozen!" the white-faced man roared angrily.

"It's still not enough!" Wang Chulan's voice sounded again.

"Take a hundred as a unit, and once you consume more than two-thirds, kill another hundred immediately!"

The white-faced man looked coldly: "My natural sheep farm in Erlong Mountain is full of goats, so I'm afraid that Mr. Wang won't have enough to eat!"

"Don't worry, I have good teeth, but I'm afraid you won't have enough sheep. Wang Chulan smiled.

In the middle of speaking, the armored young man, holding a halberd in his hand, was majestic, like a god of war, standing behind Wang Chulan.

Although, this young man had a cold face, did not say a word, and ignored everyone at all.

But the position he was standing in, as well as his attitude towards Wang Chulan, said it all.

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Wang would have brothers in Xiaoanling. The white-faced man's face became more and more gloomy.

Although, the white-faced man wants to turn his face and kill everyone.

But!

The white-faced man knew very well that this was his lair, condensing his twenty years of hard work.

If there is a war here, even if everyone is destroyed, it will be a heavy loss.

Jiang Chen interviewed Mr. Zhao today, and conspiracy to deceive Wang Chulan is to release the military power with a glass of wine!

Of course, after this battle, Mr. Zhao can't leave.

But!

In various considerations, Jiang Chen's original intention was only to put Mr. Zhao under house arrest, not to kill him.