It took ten minutes of shouting before the thin man got up from the ground and left.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help but sigh with his forehead, this journey was like Tang Seng learning scriptures, and he could encounter any strange things.

Fan Xinglin was still dispensing medicine in the back room, and he didn't forget the broken thoughts in his mouth, and he didn't seem to be affected by anything.

Just now, the thin man said that his young master was going to dispense medicine, and he thought that he was the son of some powerful people in Huwei City, and Wei Zhuang was no stranger to this kind of thing.

After all, no matter how strong your background is, you can't be stronger than the Young Master Party of the Imperial Capital's Military Department.

No matter how arrogant and perverted you are, you will not be more disgusting than the young master of the Li family in Jing'an Mansion.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't be as big as the Heavenly Gang of Tianzhou Mansion.

What's more, Wei Zhuang's force has increased greatly, and it is not a problem to fight a dozen or so in a normal environment, so how can he be afraid of the magnates of a border city.

……

After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Fan Xinglin still didn't move, but his muttering became more and more frequent. Wei Zhuang was idle and bored, so he sat on the chair and waited, and before he knew it, he dozed off, Han Jun stood beside him and looked around vigilantly, perhaps because he was afraid that Wei Zhuang would fall asleep and catch a cold, Han Jun also closed the door.

It just closed......

Bang!

The two gates of the Hanging Pot Hall slammed into the wall as if they had been hit by a cannonball.

A group of people poured into the store from the outside, and when they entered the house, they stopped, and looked around with serious expressions.

Wei Zhuang was about to fall asleep, but he was suddenly awakened by this loud noise, and he felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and when he looked at her with a kind of mockery and disdain when the people in the room were still looking at her, Wei Zhuang's face suddenly darkened.

Suddenly, the crowd in the house quickly dispersed to both sides, making way for a path in between.

"Who is bold enough to hurt my Qian family's slaves?" A tall man walked in the middle passageway.

This person is wearing a blue power suit, he must be 1.9 meters tall, and his body is very strong, and the muscles on his arms are tendoned, which can be clearly revealed through the clothes.

"Young master, it was the two of them who beat me, especially the facial paralysis, and he was ruthless!" The thin man jumped up behind the big man like a mouse, and cried and complained.

Han Jun was called facial paralysis by him, and his face suddenly darkened.

As soon as the tall man saw Wei Zhuang and Han Jun's appearance, he couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, his expression revealed disdain, he grabbed the thin man into the air, and scolded: "You waste, you are being bullied by such a thin person, it's really a shame for my Qian family!" With that, he threw him out the door.

Lying on the street again, this time the thin man did not dare to scold, he hurriedly got up and ran back into the crowd, standing obediently and not daring to say a word.

The tall man looked down at Wei Zhuang and the others, and asked coldly, "Do you know that he is a slave of my Qian family?" ”

Wei Zhuang sat on the chair from beginning to end and didn't move, just glanced at him and replied, "I don't know." ”

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know."

"Good, good, good!" The tall man heard the words and said three good in a row, "Those who don't know are not guilty, this time Lao Tzu doesn't care about you, but you remember it for me first, Lao Tzu called Qian Rulife, in the realm of Longwei Mansion, all those surnamed Qian are people from my Qian family, and you must kowtow and salute when you meet later, otherwise you will ......"

The tall man sneered, clenched his fists and stretched out in front of Wei Zhuang: "Otherwise, I'll let you taste its power!" ”

"Whew-" Wei Zhuang yawned very inappropriately, stretched his waist by the way, looked up at Qian Rufang, and blinked his eyes twice, "I'm sorry, I was sleepy just now and didn't hear clearly, why don't you say it again?" ”

As soon as he said this, it didn't even take a second......

Qian Rufang actually swung his fist at Wei Zhuang without warning, this guy's palm was huge, and the fist he held was like a small hammer, it looked full of power, and looking at the trajectory of his punch, this blow was towards Wei Zhuang's temple.

"Boy, before you die, remember that you died in the hands of my money!" Qian Ruqi screamed violently, full of fist strength!

You ask what Wei Zhuang is doing now?

He drinks tea.

Wei Zhuang picked up the teacup and took a small sip, a bitterness spreading in his mouth.

"Why is there a smell of medicine in the tea in Langzhong."

He spat casually, not paying the slightest attention to the punch that was about to hit.

Airplanes!

The sound of the wind surging up, suddenly stopped in Wei Zhuang's ears, and Wei Zhuang took another sip of tea.

"Well, the second bite is not bad." He smacked his lips, and finally tasted something different.

Right in Wei Zhuang's ear, less than two inches away, Qian Rufang's wrist was tightly grasped by Han Jun.

As Han Jun's hand became stronger and stronger, Qian Ruming's face slowly turned from calm to uneasy, and finally turned a little red and purple.

"Hah!" Qian Rufeng screamed, and his left fist clenched towards Han Jun's face, which was enough to see his viciousness, this guy beat people to pick on key points, and didn't think about the consequences at all.

Han Jun didn't blink his eyes, his head tilted back slightly and easily dodged, and Qian Rufang took the opportunity to break free.

In fact, to be precise, it was not he who broke free, but Han Jun deliberately let go.

Qian Ruming covered Zihong's wrist, and his eyes became a little serious when he looked at Han Jun.

"I didn't expect you to practice martial arts."

Han Jun didn't want to talk to him at all, this guy's grade was too low, and beating him was like bullying a child.

However, Qian Rufang didn't think so, he turned his head again and looked Wei Zhuang up and down: "Do you also know martial arts?" ”

Wei Zhuang didn't even look up at him, still drinking tea indifferently.

Qian Ruming stared at Wei Zhuang and didn't know what he was thinking, and he was silent for a long time, and after about a minute, he suddenly laughed and said: "Not bad, you can still do it without changing your face in the face of a strong enemy like me, it seems that you are also a master." ”

"Boy, I'm very interested in you, tell me, what is your current martial arts realm?"

"Fourth?" Qian Ruming squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, then shook his head: "It doesn't look like it, your aura is stronger." ”

Qian Ruming circled around Wei Zhuang twice, and suddenly his pupils shrank: "I know, you are a third-class master!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone behind him showed surprised expressions, and their eyes looking at Wei Zhuang and Han Jun also changed.

"What, this guy turned out to be a third-class master?"

"It's a little strange that he looks so young."

"Yes, the young master is twenty-seven years old this year, and he has just become a third-class master."

"Shhh

Everyone's discussion stopped abruptly and looked at Wei Zhuang cautiously.