Chapter 394: Not Welcome?

"Well, yes Uncle Zhong, Zhong Hu and I are also friends, so I want to come and worship him."

Wang Yufan glanced at Wang Jianshan, then slowly turned his head, glanced at Zhong Fuhong with slanted eyes, and said in a trembling voice, just because Zhong Fuhong's aura was too strong, it was not something that a junior could bear at all.

"Oh? Do you want to worship him? ”

Zhong Fuhong was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that Wang Yufan could say such a thing.

Immediately, the momentum of his whole body exploded, attacking Wang Yufan like a flood beast, and the suppressed angry voice resounded nearby.

"Why?"

Zhong Fuhong stared at Wang Yufan with straight eyes, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Wang Yufan faced Zhong Fuhong, who was a little violent, and couldn't resist it at all, and staggered back a few steps, where could he bear his momentum? Immediately, he was about to fall, and suddenly a pair of wide hands stopped Wang Yufan's backward figure.

"Hehe, Brother Zhong, it's a little unreasonable for you to bully a junior like this, right?"

Wang Jianshan squinted his eyes slightly, supported Wang Yufan's body with one hand, and his whole body burst out, confronting Zhong Fuhong, and his momentum was not weaker than Zhong Fuhong.

Wang Yufan was supported by Wang Jianshan, slowly stabilized his figure, and looked at Wang Jianshan with a somewhat stunned face, he knew that his father was powerful, don't look at his usual literary temperament, but in fact he was a master, of course, he had only heard of it, he had never seen it with his own eyes, this time he finally saw it with his own eyes, Wang Yufan looked at his father with a surprised face, his heart was already turbulent, he didn't expect his father to be so powerful, in the face of Zhong Fuhong and the people around him, he didn't let it go at all, Even faintly strong?

"Si."

Wang Yufan gasped, and had a new understanding of his father in his heart.

"Bullying a junior? The death of my son Zhong Hu has nothing to do with him, let alone bullying a junior, even if I kill him, I will not hesitate to kill him. ”

Zhong Fuhong's momentum exploded, his eyes looked red, and he faintly had a feeling of hell Shura, he had been carried away by anger, as long as it was someone who had something to do with Zhong Hu's death, he didn't want to let go, and he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one.

"Zhong Fuhong, you dare! ”

Wang Jianshan clenched his fists tightly, just now his face was still light and light, but at this moment, his whole body was bruised, seeing that this posture was about to fight with Zhong Fuhong, Zhong Fuhong, an old horseman, actually threatened to kill his son, or in front of him Wang Jianshan, could he bear it?

"Hmph, what don't I dare, when I get to my venue, I can kill anyone I want."

"Wang Jianshan, do you think I don't dare?"

Zhong Fuhong snorted coldly, his whole body did not move, here he has the final say, even if he kills you Wang Jianshan, what is the matter, it is a big deal that his Zhong Fuhong's family is ruined, but he just can't bear this kind of humiliation.

The two of them saw that this posture was full of gunpowder at all, and the war was about to break out, and the people next to them were watching this scene nervously, and they didn't know what to do in the face of this kind of occasion, and they were a little distracted for a while.

"Master, calm down......"

The old man's face standing beside Zhong Fuhong couldn't help but be a little nervous, looking at Zhong Fuhong's appearance, he was completely caught in a rampage, and he couldn't listen to anything at all, and the white-haired old man was also a little helpless.

The smell of gunpowder filled this silent cemetery.

"Hehe, it's so lively."

"You two shouldn't mind if I join in the fun, right?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, which immediately broke the stalemate between Wang Jianshan and Zhong Fuhong, and looked at the source of the sound one after another, only to see an old man and a young man walking quietly here.

The young man at the head had a smile on his face, and he seemed very interested in what was happening here.

"Where did the guy dare to come here to join in the fun? Roll away and go. ”

Suddenly, one of the subordinates standing next to Zhong Fu snorted coldly and scolded Zhong Lou, because Zhong Lou doesn't show up often, so there are not many people in the family who really know him.

In the face of his scolding, Zhong Lou didn't move, but smiled slightly recently, and didn't listen to the steps under his feet.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do."

Zhong Fuhong's subordinates snorted coldly directly, feeling that this hairy boy was a little ignorant of lifting, so he immediately raised his fist and rushed forward.

Zhong Lou's footsteps stopped, the corners of his mouth smiled evilly, and he squinted at Mo Lao behind him.

Mo Lao Hui slowly withdrew his hand, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he rushed directly to Zhong Lou with an arrow step, his hands clenched into fists, and he stood there quietly, without the slightest intention of moving.

Looking at Mo Lao's contemptuous appearance, Zhong Fuhong's subordinates smiled proudly at the corners of their mouths, he believed that his fist would definitely make this old man's life unable to take care of himself.

Mo Lao stood there quietly, with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, Mo Lao had a lot of strength in his hand and slammed towards that fist.

"Click."

A cracking sound resounded.

"Ahh

Zhong Fuhong's broad body was like a kite with a broken string, directly hitting the ground and rubbing the ground, rubbing ten meters away on the ground.

The screaming sound sounded heart-wrenching, and people who didn't know thought who was crying for the dead, crying so hard.

The people on the side watched this scene quietly, especially Zhong Fuhong's other subordinates were even more shocked, looking at their companions lying on the ground, they knew that his arm was useless.

But look at the old man again, standing there quietly, dressed in a neat tunic suit, the steps under his feet did not move at all, just stood there without moving, like a mountain, unable to shake at all.

"Si."

A group of people beside Zhong Fuhong gasped, such a powerful old man, suddenly a group of people began to look at each other, just now they wanted to go up to help, but looking at their companions so miserable, they couldn't help but swallow saliva in their throats, this old man was simply terrible.

"Zhong Lou."

Wang Yufan stood there and stretched out his hand and pointed at him fiercely, he recognized the old man beside Zhong Lou, and he had also seen Zhong Lou, but he didn't expect Zhong Lou to come here too, and then fear appeared on his face, and his face looked blue and red alternately.

It's a nightmare for Zhong Lou, it's just terrifying, it's just playing with them between applause.

Listening to Wang Yufan's voice, a group of people stood there in a daze, their faces shocked.