In the car, Jiang Zhuo began to introduce the situation to Wang Fan.

"Next, this ancient martial artist, the realm is level three, he is an absolute thug, he has killed many ordinary people for his own selfish desires, but you don't have to be afraid, we have coordinated the armed police, under the loaded guns, the third-level ancient martial artist has no chance to escape!"

Wang Fan thought for a while and asked, "Then why didn't you catch me?"

Jiang Zhuo was slightly stunned and fell into silence.

After a long time, he spoke again: "Don't worry, even if he escapes from the encirclement, we have enough resources to capture him back!"

Wang Fan pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about joining your Ancient Martial Arts Management Association like me?"

Jiang Zhuo was silent again.

After a long time, he spoke: "You didn't make any big mistakes, so I decided to absorb you, and then this thug can only accept our sanctions!"

Wang Fan looked at the top of Jiang Zhuo's head and found that he was nothing more than a second-level ancient martial artist.

Then he couldn't help but say, "With all due respect, your strength is not enough to sanction him." ”

Jiang Zhuo glanced at Wang Fan: "Can you not speak?"

Wang Fan immediately closed his mouth.

Soon, the group arrived at their destination, which was an office building.

Jiang Zhuo directly gave Wang Fan a photo and said: "The thug's name is Hua Chaofeng, in the No. 7 office on the thirteenth floor, in view of the fact that the other party is extremely cruel, so we can't appear in ordinary plainclothes, your task is to monitor him, and drag him down, waiting for us to support!"

As he spoke, Jiang Zhuo directly handed Wang Fan an in-ear wireless earphone.

Wang Fan put on the headphones, Jiang Zhuo immediately spoke to the neckline, and a familiar voice sounded in Wang Fan's ears.

It turns out that this guy is the previous conductor!

Wang Fan couldn't help but sigh, then stepped out of the business car and walked directly into the office building.

Very smoothly, he walked directly to Hua Chaofeng's office, and the other party was sitting behind the work, listening to the report of a beautiful female secretary.

Seeing Wang Fan appear, Hua Chaofeng frowned: "Who are you?"

Jiang Zhuo's commanding voice immediately came from the earphones: "Why did you go directly into someone's office? Say that you went to the wrong office, exit quickly, don't let him find out that someone is spying on him!"

Wang Fan immediately said, "I'm here to spy on you!"

Hua Chaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then he waved his hand directly at the beautiful female secretary and motioned for the other party to go out.

Then he sneered and looked at Wang Fan: "Spy on me, who are you?"

Jiang Zhuo's voice in the headset was close to rampage: "Are you crazy? Although you are a third-level ancient martial artist, you will definitely not be the opponent of this thug, you can quickly say which woman's husband you are, you are here to ask for an explanation, he often messes with the relationship between men and women, and he can definitely fool the past!"

So Wang Fan said: "I am the plainclothes manager of the Ancient Warrior Management Association, and in view of the fact that you have killed many ordinary people for your selfish desires, I want to punish you!"

"What?"

Hua Chaofeng's face suddenly became extremely unsightly: "Boy, do you know who I am!"

Jiang Zhuo was about to collapse, and his roar came from the earphones: "Are you crazy, do you want to find death?" Say a name casually, let him think that you have found the wrong person!"

Wang Fan nodded and said, "You are Hua Chaofeng, a third-level ancient martial artist, you have the right to remain silent, otherwise what you say next may become evidence in court!"

Hua Chaofeng was directly laughed angrily: "It's been so many years, it's the first time someone dares to talk to me like this, come, come here!"

Jiang Zhuo's voice came from the earphones: "Run!"

Wang Fan immediately took two steps forward and walked to the opposite side of Hua Chaofeng, and the distance between the two was less than one meter.

Hua Chaofeng sneered: "Boy, believe it or not, I can crush you with one finger!"

"You try!" Wang Fan raised his eyebrows.

Rumble!

Hua Chaofeng suddenly moved, he punched out, and a thin layer of white mist was shrouded in the fist, which appeared after the air was compressed, you can imagine how heavy his punch was!

But in the next moment, Wang Fan raised his hand, opened his five fingers, and grabbed the opponent's fist with one hand.

"This!"

Hua Chaofeng was taken aback, he was a third-level ancient martial artist, he had just performed the exercises, how could such a powerful punch be caught by a young man?

How did he know that Wang Fan was also a fourth-level martial artist, and he was not an ancient martial artist, but a Kunpeng, although he didn't know how to practice and move, but it was still very easy to deal with a third-level ancient martial artist with only strength!

Rumble!

In the next blink of an eye, Hua Chaofeng's other hand also raised up, and he punched Wang Fan fiercely!

Wang Fan raised his hand again, wanting to grab the opponent's fist.

But between the lightning and flint, he suddenly remembered the mysterious words on the ten slaps of the dragon.

I don't know what to think, he slapped it out hard.

Syllable!

A crisp sound came out, and Hua Chaofeng's whole person flew out directly, with five bright red finger prints on his face.

"This..."

Wang Fan was stunned, what he had just performed was the Ten Slaps of the Dragon Descendant? Impossible, let's not talk about whether this Ten Slaps of the Dragon Descending was a garbage cheat.

Just said that he just glanced at the cheats of the ten slaps of the dragon descending, how could he directly use it?

He thought about it, took two steps forward, walked in front of Hua Chaofeng, raised his hand and slapped it again.

Syllable!

A crisp sound came out, and although it still hit accurately, it lost the power and momentum just now.

"I... I surrender!" Hua Chaofeng was already a little scared, he was a third-level ancient martial artist, performing martial arts moves, but he was easily blocked by the other party, if he continued to fight, I am afraid that there was only one way to die!

Syllable!

"I'm busy, don't talk!" Wang Fan slapped his hand, and the feeling was completely wrong!

"Why can't you do it again?" he frowned and looked at his palm, recalling the sensation he had just felt, and then raised his hand and slapped it again.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang!

After more than a dozen slaps in a row, none of them felt right.

At this time, Hua Chaofeng felt that he was not far from death, his head had been beaten into a pig's head, and his nose was bleeding.

He was dying, almost with his last breath left: "Don't... Don't fight, I'll surrender, and if I fight again, I'll die!"

"Going to die?"

Wang Fan frowned, and directly poured a breath of spiritual energy, and suddenly, the injury on Hua Chaofeng's head was a little better to the naked eye.

But before the other party could be happy, he raised his hand and slapped it again.

At this moment, Hua Chaofeng almost cried, Nima, I'm a bad person, why are you worse than me, helping me treat my injuries is actually just to beat me!

"Wang Fan, Wang Fan, I heard someone say that he surrendered, is it Hua Chaofeng who surrendered, we will come in to support you immediately!"

Jiang Zhuo's voice came from the earphones.

Support?Let you support, can I still practice my Ten Slaps of Dragon Descending? This is the target of a third-level ancient martial artist, where can I find it in normal times?

So after he was silent for a moment, he said: "No, you heard it wrong, what Hua Chaofeng said is that he will never surrender, I am communicating with him, don't worry!"

"I surrender, I surrender!"

Hua Chaofeng shouted.

Syllable!

Wang Fan slapped him expressionlessly, and Hua Chaofeng was directly beaten to the ground.

"I surrender... Help me. ”

But even lying on the ground, Hua Chaofeng was muttering and shouting.

Wang Fan squinted his eyes and raised his hand, raised a finger, and said, "A thousand slaps!"

"A thousand slaps, what a thousand slaps, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhuo's puzzled voice came out.

Wang Fan explained: "You heard it wrong, he said that I will not be defeated within a thousand palms!"

Hua Chaofeng suddenly despaired, the meaning of this sentence was obviously that if he didn't do what Wang Fan said, he would be slapped a thousand times!

"I'm dead after a thousand slaps!" Hua Chaofeng whimpered.

Wang Fan was expressionless: "I know medical skills, doctors will not watch patients die!"

Saying that, he grabbed Hua Chaofeng and beat him violently, and when he saw that the opposite side was no longer good, he poured some spiritual energy into it.

Although in this way, it consumes a lot of aura.

But for the first exercise move in life, everything is worth it!

After a full hour, Wang Fancai suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, and slapped him out, and Hua Chaofeng's whole person flew out upside down again!

Succeeded again!