Applause filled the room, and while the eagle was enraged, Ning Fan, who was extremely calm, clapped his hands again and again at this time.

"The surname is Ning, at this time, you still dare to play tricks, you don't know whether you are dead or alive!"

Fan Zhongliang didn't expect Ning Fan to dare to take the lead at this time, and couldn't help but roar.

Zi Hongyu didn't speak, but subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Ninth Master......" the eagle shouted, and Ning Fan waved his hand, signaling him to stand aside honestly.

Ning Fan had a smile on his face, his gaze first swept over Zi Hongyu, and then stopped on Fan Zhongliang's body: "It's really touching to have a bitter trick, but it's a pity that you used the wrong person." ”

Ning Fan sighed, Fan Zhongliang's scene of killing his wife with a hot hand was really interesting, and without blinking his eyes, he wiped the neck of his wife who had just passed the door, but it was amazing.

Fan Zhongliang looked at Ning Fan so indifferently, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Who doesn't want in the face of power, though?

Like Zi Hongyu dealing with Ning Fan, Fan Zhongliang also took refuge with Long Tianze of the Longmen Martial Arts Hall in Su City, so he dealt with Ning Fan.

After changing the boss, Fan Zhongliang had long forgotten Ning Fan's favor to him, and morality had already been abandoned by him.

Power is the most poisonous poison, and in order to climb higher, Fan Zhongliang did not hesitate to take refuge in the Longmen Martial Arts Hall in Su City.

Ning Fan returned, he didn't want to see the former Ninth Master reign in the world again, and let Ning Fan press on his head.

"The surname is Ning, who do you think you are now?" Fan Zhongliang's face was cold, and he looked at Ning Fan with a cold killing intent in his eyes.

Ning Fan smiled, and replied lightly: "You call me Ning, who else can I be if I am not Ning Fan?"

Fan Zhongliang also smiled, but the smile didn't last long, and his face became hideous.

"Today, the era of the Ninth Master has passed, and now things are wrong, Zhonghai is no longer your world, it's time to move another person to be the king!"

From Fan Zhongliang's eyes, Ning Fan saw something called ambition devouring his whole person.

Ambition, desire, and power, these three things have become the main ingredients that drive Fan Zhongliang, and now he has been completely swallowed by these three things, and he is no longer the Fan Zhongliang before, and he is already another person named Fan Zhongliang inside.

"Poor worm. Ning Fan sighed, looking at Fan Zhongliang at this moment, he really couldn't see a little shadow of him who belonged to him before.

After being called a pitiful worm by Ning Fan, Fan Zhongliang laughed again, his voice was very crazy, he covered his eyes with an eye patch, and sneered: "I'm a pitiful worm?"

Fan Zhongliang looked at the people around him, asked Zi Hongyu with his eyes, asked the eagle, and asked Ning Fan, is he a poor worm?

"Poor worm indeed. "The eagle also completely severed the brotherhood of the past at this time, and now Fan Zhongliang will only be a complete enemy to him.

Ning Fan's evaluation was good, and the eagle also thought that this guy was just a pitiful worm.

"Zi Hongyu, listen, these two people are already crazy, they dare to call me a poor worm? hahahaha!"

Fan Zhongliang laughed, looking at Ning Fan and the eagle with contempt in his eyes.

"After tonight, the name of the Ninth Master should be completely over, and the Dragon Eagle Hall should also become history, and the person who is about to have nothing is qualified to call me a poor worm, which is simply ridiculous and generous!"

Fan Zhongliang seems to have decided that he is the winner tonight, and the poor worm is just the last struggle between Ning Fan and the eagle.

Anyone who is about to have nothing dares to call him a wretched worm?

"The surname is Ning, no, it's the Ninth Master, I'll call you this one finally, tonight the Ninth Master will be completely submerged in the long river of history, but I, Fan Zhongliang, can ride the wind and waves and become a new legend of Zhonghai!"

From this point of view, Fan Zhongliang's ambition is indeed not to be underestimated, but it is especially unknown who will kill the deer......

"Fan Zhongliang, what do you think you are!" the eagle sneered, blocking in front of Ning Fan, looking at everyone fearlessly.

Ning Fan shook his head, as if he was pity something.

"There's so much to talk about when you're dying, the hour has come, it's time for you to hit the road, chop the two of them into meat sauce for me and feed them to the dogs!"

Fan Zhongliang shouted coldly, he had no patience to talk nonsense with Ning Fan and Eagle.

However, the expected shouting and killing did not come, it was very quiet, the silence was terrifying, everyone's breathing could be heard clearly, and countless afterglows were concentrated on Fan Zhongliang's body.

Fan Zhongliang's eyes widened, the smile on his face gradually collapsed, he had obviously given the order, but everyone did not move, but instead skimmed him with their spare eyes.

Countless eyes were focused on himself, Fan Zhongliang was stunned, and the things in those lines seemed to be mockery?

"Do it, are you deaf?!" Fan Zhongliang roared angrily, urging the group of people to hurry up.

But no one responded to him, and their gaze made Fan Zhongliang extremely uncomfortable, and now he confirmed even more that the things in these sights were called ridicule.

"Why don't you do it, come on, there are only two of them, what are you afraid of?!"

What the hell is going on? Fan Zhongliang has prepared so much for today, and the scene is full of his people, why don't they do it?

In Fan Zhongliang's expectation, Ning Fan would be killed no matter what today, even if he couldn't be killed, the worst result would be to ruin Ning Fan's reputation, and when the time came, he would hunt down Ning Fan on the rivers and lakes in the United Dragon Gate Martial Arts Hall.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?!Do it!Kill them!" Fan Zhongliang grabbed the collar of the black-clothed master and questioned the other party loudly, the expression on his face hysterical.

The man looked at Fan Zhongliang expressionlessly, motionless, didn't say anything, just looked at him, with some ridicule in the depths of his eyes.

Fan Zhongliang let go of this person, and then began to question the next person, no one responded to him, and no one stopped his questioning, he was like a clown who was kept in the dark, isolated by everyone, ridiculed by everyone, helpless and desperate.

"Why, why, why don't you do it?!"

Fan Zhongliang shouted, and everyone looked over at this time, and the eyes of everyone in the room and the eyes outside the door were all on him.

Subconsciously, Fan Zhongliang retreated towards Zi Hongyu, and the whole person suddenly panicked.

"Zi Hongyu, why don't they do it, do it quickly, kill them, kill them, Zhonghai is our world!"

Fan Zhongliang's order was not answered, he ran to Zi Hongyu in a panic, and hurriedly pulled Zi Hongyu to let him do it.

But Zi Hongyu did not speak, and remained silent.

"Zi Hongyu?"

(End of chapter)