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An Zaijie is not a good talker, in fact, there are few people in Wangjing City who are more brutal than An Zaijie, and An Zaijie's forces in Wangjing City can be ignored by at most three people, so An Zaijie has become more and more unscrupulous in Wangjing City over the years.

At this time, An Zaijie's killing intent was already burning in his heart, and no one should be able to stop it.

However, when the old man's voice sounded, the flames outside An Zaijie's body trembled slightly.

The voice was not loud, and there was a somewhat empty feeling from afar, and the speaker was at least miles away, and what he said was just nonsense.

"Hehe, it's so lively here."

is just such a nonsense, but the flame on An Zaijie's body suddenly trembled.

There is no other reason, just because the person who spoke was not the person who offended An Zaijie, and there were only three people in Wangjing City who were enough to ignore An Zaijie's power, and this one of them was the one who spoke, the head of the Zhuang family in Wangjing, Zhuang Hai.

An Zaijie didn't know what Zhuang Hai was doing here, and An Zaijie didn't want to know, he only knew that he had to kill the kid in front of him as soon as possible.

An Zaijie's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the flames on his body exploded, and in an instant, An Zaijie seemed to have changed from a human to a legendary lava troll, and an invisible power shrouded him, entrapping An Zaijie and Luobei around.

Luo Bei's face turned pale, at this time, the surrounding space was confined, but he had no possibility of escaping.

A piece of Yuan Stone came to his hand in an instant, and Luo Bei almost subconsciously summoned the superposition of the double purple electric sword intent and the double cloud-breaking energy artistic conception without opening.

When the crisis was getting more and more critical, Luobei's sense of battle became more and more keen.

There is no way to escape, Luo Bei does not plan to flee again, no matter how fierce An Zaijie's moves are and how strong his strength is, he must always be alive to perform, as long as he can kill An Zaijie's attack before it comes, then naturally there is no need to worry about his attack.

Both of them had the same idea, to kill each other as quickly as possible, almost An Zaijie began to shoot as soon as the flames exploded, and Luobei's Yuanshi also held it in the palm of his hand to summon the superposition of the unopened artistic conception, however, at this moment, the two suddenly felt that the space around them shook slightly, and the circle dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

An Zaijie's body stiffened, and he could no longer maintain the red flame qi enveloping the surface of his body, the flames dispersed from his body, and Luo Bei was also holding the Yuan Stone with one hand, but he suddenly felt that his body was out of control, and his heart trembled and immediately ordered to open the artistic conception superposition without stopping.

"It seems that the old man is old, and the deterrent effect is not as good as before."

The old man's voice sounded this time, but it was already next to the strange stone pile, behind An Zaijie.

Cold sweat slid down An Zaijie's forehead.

Everyone knows how the dealer looks at the capital, but only a few people know how Zhuang Hai is, and An Zaijie is one of them.

The so-called poor mountains and bad waters are many people, this Wangjing City is located in the periphery of Biluochuan in the southwest of the Han Empire, and then it is a deserted ancient city in the hands of the Han Empire and the southwest barbarians. Most of the heroes and strongmen in this place were born as horse thieves, and Zhuang Hai was no exception.

Over the years, many people thought that Zhuang Hai had washed his hands, but An Zaijie knew that it was only because Zhuang Hai had killed all his shots over the years, even if it was a baby in swaddling clothes, or a dog, or a horse, he had killed it cleanly, and his methods were more ruthless than when he was young.

"Xiao An, do you know who he is?"

Zhuang Hai walked to An Zaijie's side, stretched out his hand to hold An Zaijie's shoulder, and pointed at Luo Bei with his other finger and asked.

"No, I don't know."

An Zaijie put an ugly smile on the corner of his mouth,

"Then no wonder you don't give me face, hehe, now I'll tell you, this child's grandfather and Tiannuo's grandfather are brothers, brothers, raised by a parent, although I haven't seen him for many years, but no one can not admit that he and Tiannuo are indeed brothers, what do you say."

Zhuang Hai's hand gently patted An Zaijie's shoulder, and the latter's sweat slid down his cheeks, instantly wetting the collar around his neck, and then wetting most of the clothes on his upper body along the collar.

The older the rivers and lakes, the less timid they are, thirty years ago, An Zaijie was afraid that he would dare to fight with Zhuang Hai, twenty years ago, An Zaijie at least dared to raise his voice, but now, An Zaijie only dared to stand there trembling.

"It seems that you and my nephew seem to have a misunderstanding, can you look at my face, forget it."

Zhuang Hai's voice was extremely calm, with a faint smile when he spoke, and every sentence seemed to be discussed with someone, as if you would change your mind as long as you insisted.

However, where did An Zaijie dare to take Zhuang Hai's words as a consultation, he knew better than anyone what happened to those who used to take Zhuang Hai's words as a consultation.

"It's because An has offended, so he will come to the door to make amends in person."

An Zaijie lowered his head, although Jiao Wushuang's death made him sad, but a disciple, a doll, he couldn't afford to lose his life, he was cruel, but not stupid, the biggest reason why he could stand firmly in Wangjing was that he never offended those three existences.

"Then thank Xiao An for giving me face."

Zhuang Hai laughed, the air around him seemed to loosen suddenly, the whole world relaxed, and An Zaijie and Luo Bei instantly regained their mobility.

An Zaijie cautiously walked backwards, while Luo Bei's eyes were looking at Zhuang Hai.

Intuition told Luo Bei that this man who looked a little old was very dangerous, and even if he broke out and turned on the artistic conception with all his might, he would definitely not be able to hurt this person.

"I'm your uncle, maybe you should know that one of the Gongsun family in the deserted ancient city was expelled from the house, and the descendants can no longer use the surname Gongsun, so my surname is with my mother."

Zhuang Hai's gaze softened when he looked at Luobei, but this look was like an elder who was even more than Fu Bo.

There was nothing wrong with this look, but for some reason, a chill suddenly appeared in Luo Bei's heart, as if he was standing in the middle of countless antimatter bombs when he stole the Dream Collector in his previous life.

Countless thoughts turned in his heart, but Luo Bei showed a trace of doubt on his face, and with a suspicious expression, he respectfully looked at Zhuang Hai slightly, and then looked at An Zaijie and his party who were about to leave not far away.

"Uncle, that woman can't go."

Luo Bei's voice came out coldly, Zhuang Hai was slightly stunned, and then turned his head to look at An Zaijie and the others who had come over because of Luo Bei's opening.

"Master Zhuang, this woman is from the Yu family."

An Zaijie blurted out almost subconsciously.

"The God of War Yu family, hehe, but it can't scare me, what's more, I have never heard that anyone in the Yu family has married this woman."

Zhuang Hai shook his hand and spoke indifferently, An Zaijie's face changed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then he closed his mouth, looked at Zhuang Hai from afar, and left quickly.

Xiahou Zilan's face suddenly turned pale, and the Yu family's signboard lost its effectiveness and finally made her lose an inch.