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Five minutes later.

The thin boss Zhao and the fat man Zhang Wei apologized to Mr. Dayinyajin, Lao Hu, Fatty, and Sally.

"This is happening today because we didn't entertain you well.

Another day, Zhao will apologize sincerely according to the rules of the road. Boss Zhao, the thin man, bowed his hand.

"And I, Zhang Wei, I hope the four of you don't take it to heart. Zhang Wei's voice fell, and he said softly: "Uh, I don't know the ...... in the tomb of King Yu"

Without waiting for Zhang Wei to finish speaking, he was touched by the thin man Boss Zhao, and then smiled awkwardly, "I don't dare to ask for extravagance, I just hope that the four of you will continue to cooperate with us in the future." ”

When Mr. Jin heard this, he smiled, revealing his trademark big silver teeth, and then unzipped his chest bag and took out a palm-sized sandalwood box.

"This is ......" Boss Zhao showed a greedy gaze, staring at the sandalwood box with his eyes.

"King Yu......"

"Someone is coming. Suddenly, the shoulder-length old beard turned his head to look at the door of the box.

......

That's when —

"Squeak!"

A clear sound of the door opening came, causing everyone in the box to turn their heads to look at each other.

Suddenly, a boy dressed as a student, and a girl wearing a little red riding hood and a crisp white dress, walked in.

"Founder?"

"It's Fangzheng!"

"Fangzheng, you're finally here!"

Immediately, all the students opened their mouths in unison, and their faces were filled with joy.

Yes, the people who came were Fang Zheng and Yan Lingjiao.

As everyone knows-

Fang Zheng saw what happened to Chen Fan in the video and instantly activated the Rolls-Royce.

At the fastest speed, I passed three red lights in succession and came to the Lidu City.

The girl at the front desk, seeing that Fang was like an angry lion, didn't dare to provoke them at all, so she could only take them to the Shenyu box.

"Who are you, do you know what this place is?" asked the fat man Zhang Wei coldly.

Fang Zheng ignored it, but smelled the smell of blood and came to Chen Fan's side.

Probing the pulse with your fingers, the large artery on the outside of the neck is still beating.

Immediately, Fang Zheng's face changed, he looked at the fat man with a simple bandage on his forehead, and said lightly: "Did you do it?"

"Another one looking for death!" the fat man said disdainfully: "You are also from Jishui University?"

You just have to answer, yes or no. Fang Zheng said coldly.

"That waste?" The fat man glanced at Chen Fan, then looked at Fang Zheng again, "Yes, it's me, you want to hit me?"

The fat man's voice fell, and Fang Zheng moved.

In the blink of an eye—

Fang Zheng took a series of hurried steps under his feet, and instantly came to the fat man.

The fat man only felt a flower in front of him, and the Luoyang shovel came out of his hand.

Bang!

In an instant, the fat man felt his ears ringing.

Fangzheng's movements were almost as fast as lightning, and before the others could react, the fat man had already been smashed by the Luoyang shovel.

"Misty grass Nima, you knocked the fat man to death!" the fat man scolded, covering the affected area with both hands, and looked at Fang Zheng who was holding the Luoyang shovel.

Lao Hu and Sally saw that the situation was not good, and instantly blocked in front of the fat man.

In the same second-

"A guy who doesn't have any hair grows dares to spread wild in Lao Tzu's territory?"

The fat man Zhang Wei said angrily, and snapped his fingers, "Hit! Hit me into the smoke!!"

In an instant, six bodyguards surrounded Fang Zheng in the middle.

However, before the six people could make a move, a series of dull 'bang' sounds sounded in the box.

Between the lightning and flint, Fang Zheng waved the Luoyang shovel and smashed it violently.

"Uhh......h

At this moment, everyone in the box was shocked in the face of the encounter of the six bodyguards.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on the face of Fang Zheng, who was holding the Luoyang shovel.

What kind of strength is that!?

But in the blink of an eye, the six bodyguards howled miserably, and the situation was extremely miserable!

"You, a martial artist, are a little more interesting than the one just now. The thin man Boss Zhao said and stepped forward.

"Contemptible Zhao Tianhu, a martial artist in the middle realm, what about you?" The thin man who claimed to be Zhao Tianhu looked at Fang Zheng with disdain.

Everyone present, Sister Li, who went out to fight into a pig's head, almost no one knew his true details, and they didn't know who Zhao Tianhu was.

"You also hit my classmate?" Fang Zheng asked lightly.

"Yes, those two ......"

Before Zhao Tianhu's words fell, he felt a dark shadow flash in front of him.

In the next second, I really felt a sharp pain in my head.

Yes, Zhao Tianhu was also slapped on the head with a Luoyang shovel.

Perhaps, Zhao Tianhu was in the middle realm of a martial artist, and he did not let out an unbearable scream like the fat man and the bodyguard.

It's just that he took two steps back one after another, his face was flushed, and he wanted to scream, but because of his face, he was very uncomfortable.

"Just need to answer, yes or no. Fang Zheng's voice fell, and he swung out the Luoyang shovel again and slapped it on the top of Zhao Tianhu's head.

Bang!!!

Zhao Tianhu was smashed twice in succession, and he was already smashed at this moment.

He shook his head again and again, trying to see Fang Zheng clearly.

It's a pity that no matter how you look at it, Fangzheng is two people and two Luoyang shovels.

"You, you are passive, you have the ability to come again!!" Zhao Tianhu shouted, scurrying out, but instead crashed into the one-meter-high speaker, with a bang, and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Zheng looked at Lao Hu and Sally coldly, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"At a young age, he actually has the strength of a martial artist at the pinnacle of the realm, not bad!" Lao Hu said approvingly.

Martial arts pinnacle realm!?

In an instant, everyone in the box who was sober-minded was surprised.

Jishui University, just a freshman student, is actually the pinnacle of martial arts!

However, when Wu Kesheng heard this, he was even more surprised, and even found it difficult to accept.

In the afternoon, Lu Ziming clearly said that Fang is the middle realm of a product.

Why did it become the pinnacle of a product at night?

Is Lu Ziming wrong, or is the person in front of him telling his mouth?

"You should be less than twenty years old, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate oneself.

If it is deposed...... It's a pity.

If you are a student, it is inevitable that your mind will be hot, impulsive, and understandable.

Admit your mistake and apologize to my brother, Boss Zhao, and Boss Zhang, and you can go. ”

Lao Hu looked indifferent and said calmly.

Although Lao Hu specializes in 'seeing the light' for a living, he woke up two years ago and has means that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Just as at this moment, his voice fell, and Sally, a foreign girl with blond hair beside him, casually handed over an empty wine bottle.

Lao Hu put the wine bottle in front of his eyes, stretched out his right index finger, and randomly drew two circles on the wine bottle.

In the blink of an eye—

Click!

Click!!

Click!!

A wine bottle that was originally intact shattered like a crack in an instant, turned into slag, and fell to the ground.

Everyone present was stunned on the spot when they saw Lao Hu's exposed hand.

Not at all.

How can a bottle of wine in good condition break?

As everyone knows, Lao Hu's livelihood is not only based on his brain, but also with his hands, so he awakened the "Heavenly Tribulation Slave Art of War"!

The art of war of the Heavenly Tribulation Slave mainly strengthens the kung fu in hand, with speed, dexterity, and agility, and reveals weirdness and mystery, which can be found through contact with objects or splicing points.

Such as glass wine bottles -

It is made of soluble raw materials, stirred evenly, heated at high temperature, turned into liquid glass, injection molded, and cooled into solid products.

The mystery of the art of war of the Heavenly Tribulation Slave can be traced back to the source, find the particles of soluble objects, and break them with a light touch.

At this moment, Lao Hu raised his eyes to look at Fang Zheng.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng's next sentence prompted Lao Hu to be furious.

"I want to play tricks and go elsewhere, I don't have any money," Fang Zheng said lightly.

Fang Zheng didn't know the 'Heavenly Tribulation Slave Art of War', but in his opinion, it was just a pediatric!

If the recipe is concocted as the method and urged with aura, it will only turn the wine bottle into powder.

It's a pity that there is no wine bottle on the coffee table, otherwise you can still let the other party see, what is called someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

"You say, I'm playing a trick?" Lao Hu's pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but say angrily.

"Or else?" Fang Zheng asked rhetorically.

"Since you are given a chance, I don't know how to cherish it...... That's it. In an instant, Lao Hu danced his hands, turned into a pair of mantis fists in seconds, and attacked Fang Zheng directly.

Praying mantis boxing, a traditional national martial art, is known for its courage and speed, both long and short, and the combination of rigidity and softness.

......

......

Five minutes later.

The thin boss Zhao and the fat man Zhang Wei apologized to Mr. Dayinyajin, Lao Hu, Fatty, and Sally.

"This is happening today because we didn't entertain you well.

Another day, Zhao will apologize sincerely according to the rules of the road. Boss Zhao, the thin man, bowed his hand.

"And I, Zhang Wei, I hope the four of you don't take it to heart. Zhang Wei's voice fell, and he said softly: "Uh, I don't know the ...... in the tomb of King Yu"

Without waiting for Zhang Wei to finish speaking, he was touched by the thin man Boss Zhao, and then smiled awkwardly, "I don't dare to ask for extravagance, I just hope that the four of you will continue to cooperate with us in the future." ”

When Mr. Jin heard this, he smiled, revealing his trademark big silver teeth, and then unzipped his chest bag and took out a palm-sized sandalwood box.

"This is ......" Boss Zhao showed a greedy gaze, staring at the sandalwood box with his eyes.

"King Yu......"

"Someone is coming. Suddenly, the shoulder-length old beard turned his head to look at the door of the box.

......

That's when —

"Squeak!"

A clear sound of the door opening came, causing everyone in the box to turn their heads to look at each other.

Suddenly, a boy dressed as a student, and a girl wearing a little red riding hood and a crisp white dress, walked in.

"Founder?"

"It's Fangzheng!"

"Fangzheng, you're finally here!"

Immediately, all the students opened their mouths in unison, and their faces were filled with joy.

Yes, the people who came were Fang Zheng and Yan Lingjiao.

As everyone knows-

Fang Zheng saw what happened to Chen Fan in the video and instantly activated the Rolls-Royce.

At the fastest speed, I passed three red lights in succession and came to the Lidu City.

The girl at the front desk, seeing that Fang was like an angry lion, didn't dare to provoke them at all, so she could only take them to the Shenyu box.

"Who are you, do you know what this place is?" asked the fat man Zhang Wei coldly.

Fang Zheng ignored it, but smelled the smell of blood and came to Chen Fan's side.

Probing the pulse with your fingers, the large artery on the outside of the neck is still beating.

Immediately, Fang Zheng's face changed, he looked at the fat man with a simple bandage on his forehead, and said lightly: "Did you do it?"

"Another one looking for death!" the fat man said disdainfully: "You are also from Jishui University?"

You just have to answer, yes or no. Fang Zheng said coldly.

"That waste?" The fat man glanced at Chen Fan, then looked at Fang Zheng again, "Yes, it's me, you want to hit me?"

The fat man's voice fell, and Fang Zheng moved.

In the blink of an eye—

Fang Zheng took a series of hurried steps under his feet, and instantly came to the fat man.

The fat man only felt a flower in front of him, and the Luoyang shovel came out of his hand.

Bang!

In an instant, the fat man felt his ears ringing.

Fangzheng's movements were almost as fast as lightning, and before the others could react, the fat man had already been smashed by the Luoyang shovel.

"Misty grass Nima, you knocked the fat man to death!" the fat man scolded, covering the affected area with both hands, and looked at Fang Zheng who was holding the Luoyang shovel.

Lao Hu and Sally saw that the situation was not good, and instantly blocked in front of the fat man.

In the same second-

"A guy who doesn't have any hair grows dares to spread wild in Lao Tzu's territory?"

The fat man Zhang Wei said angrily, and snapped his fingers, "Hit! Hit me into the smoke!!"

In an instant, six bodyguards surrounded Fang Zheng in the middle.

However, before the six people could make a move, a series of dull 'bang' sounds sounded in the box.

Between the lightning and flint, Fang Zheng waved the Luoyang shovel and smashed it violently.

"Uhh......h

At this moment, everyone in the box was shocked in the face of the encounter of the six bodyguards.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on the face of Fang Zheng, who was holding the Luoyang shovel.

What kind of strength is that!?

But in the blink of an eye, the six bodyguards howled miserably, and the situation was extremely miserable!

"You, a martial artist, are a little more interesting than the one just now. The thin man Boss Zhao said and stepped forward.

"Contemptible Zhao Tianhu, a martial artist in the middle realm, what about you?" The thin man who claimed to be Zhao Tianhu looked at Fang Zheng with disdain.

Everyone present, Sister Li, who went out to fight into a pig's head, almost no one knew his true details, and they didn't know who Zhao Tianhu was.

"You also hit my classmate?" Fang Zheng asked lightly.

"Yes, those two ......"

Before Zhao Tianhu's words fell, he felt a dark shadow flash in front of him.

In the next second, I really felt a sharp pain in my head.

Yes, Zhao Tianhu was also slapped on the head with a Luoyang shovel.

Perhaps, Zhao Tianhu was in the middle realm of a martial artist, and he did not let out an unbearable scream like the fat man and the bodyguard.

It's just that he took two steps back one after another, his face was flushed, and he wanted to scream, but because of his face, he was very uncomfortable.

"Just need to answer, yes or no. Fang Zheng's voice fell, and he swung out the Luoyang shovel again and slapped it on the top of Zhao Tianhu's head.

Bang!!!

Zhao Tianhu was smashed twice in succession, and he was already smashed at this moment.

He shook his head again and again, trying to see Fang Zheng clearly.

It's a pity that no matter how you look at it, Fangzheng is two people and two Luoyang shovels.

"You, you are passive, you have the ability to come again!!" Zhao Tianhu shouted, scurrying out, but instead crashed into the one-meter-high speaker, with a bang, and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Zheng looked at Lao Hu and Sally coldly, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"At a young age, he actually has the strength of a martial artist at the pinnacle of the realm, not bad!" Lao Hu said approvingly.

Martial arts pinnacle realm!?