The stud man said disdainfully: "Cao, who do you think you are, dare to be so ......"

Syllable.

Before he could finish speaking, he ate a big mouth, swirled, and walked out of the private room.

"Do you think three seconds is a long time?"

Clapping his hands, Ling Fan walked towards his seat, where he was sitting in the innermost seat, facing the door.

The other two were not afraid, and the man in the hat said coldly: "What a big dog, immediately take the pot and follow us, maybe our boss doesn't care, otherwise, hum." ”

Ling Fan looked back at the man in the hat, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and Sen said coldly: "One last time, get out!"

The word "roll" sounded, and the entire private room shook, and the palace lamp hanging from the ceiling swayed back and forth.

This is a roar that contains the "Evil Scream".

The power of Xiao Di Po was naturally extraordinary, and the remaining two people were about to be pushed out of the private room.

At the door of the Xianlin Pavilion, the stud man's cheeks were swollen, and the faces of the three of them were alternately blue and white, and their ears were buzzing.

The roar scared them out.

I only felt a wall of qi crushing over me, and a vague phantom of an inexplicable creature unconsciously appeared in my mind, and my legs unconsciously retreated.

"What kind of move is this, the way of attack is so strange!"

Cross muttered with a blue face.

At this moment, from the end of the corridor, Luo Jitong and the man surnamed Pang walked out of the private room.

Dedao Pavilion is the best private room in this restaurant, in the innermost.

Ling Fan's roar just now made them feel a hint of something unusual, so they came out to see what was going on.

When the three of them saw Luo Jitong, they hurriedly walked closer.

The stud man cried and puffed out his cheeks and said, "Boss, Ling Fan doesn't take us in his eyes at all, and he dares to hit me!"

Luo Jitong smiled: "I can't do such a thing, I should fight." ”

The tone is like a spring breeze, but it contains a kind of majesty from above.

As he spoke, Luo Jitong walked to the door of the Immortal Pavilion and stretched out his palm to stick to the door.

The energy fluctuations on his body were slightly retracted, and he saw the whole door snort, burning to ashes in a very short time.

The black charcoal ash fell in a pour, and several people in the private room looked at the visitors with ugly faces.

Erha was looking down and nibbling on the meat, his mouth full of oil, and a golden light jumped between his lips and teeth.

Seeing this scene, Luo Jitong twitched the corners of his forehead and said softly, "Ling Fan, why are you always against us?"

Ling Fan looked at the person who came, and said unceremoniously: "Please find out, who is against whom, I will give meat to the restaurant for us to eat, and your people will come to beg for it, and I won't give it, is it that I am against you?"

"Nonsense. Luo Jitong smiled and said, "Our Shenzhou organization levies something, do we still need your consent?"

Tian Ya and the three of them glanced at each other, and they all showed a look of disgust, and the attitude of this person was unacceptable.

Ling Fan frowned and said, "Are you sure there is no problem with such an act?"

Luo Ji shared his arms, a light smile appeared on his face, and said proudly: "In the current world, where there is right and wrong, there is only the difference between the strong and the weak, and the weak should dedicate everything to the strong!"

Ling Fan laughed and said: "It's really righteous and righteous, and I thought that the master of the three beasts could speak a human word, it turns out that you are not the master, but the leader." ”

Luo Jitong shot a glint in his eyes, the other party was scolding him in disguise, and he was also a beast.

"Do you think you're now ranked eighth in Jizhou Province, and you're very confident?"

Luo Jitong raised the palm of his hand, and a cluster of flames appeared, green and empty, and the temperature was extremely high.

He is a small leader of the Shenzhou Qin City Branch, and his evolution degree is very high, and he has already walked in front of many people, but he rarely shows himself in front of people, and he can be regarded as a hidden force in the organization.

Ling Fan squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the other party's palm, and said calmly: "Self-confidence does not depend on rankings, but on one's own ability!"

At this time, the man surnamed Pang walked into the private room and said to Luo Jitong: "There's no need to make a big deal for such a trivial matter, let's go, it's not worth it." ”

Luo Jitong shook his head and said, "It's not this problem, it's that he has no one in his eyes, and he insists on working against our organization." ”

The people of the Shenzhou Organization have a natural sense of superiority, and they always feel that they are a head higher than the evolutionaries outside, but whenever someone is not obedient, they feel that the other party is provoking the Shenzhou Organization.

Ling Fan sneered, took the painting tube beside him, stood up and walked towards Luo Jitong.

"You are you, you can't represent the Shenzhou organization, don't think too highly of yourself. ”

With a snort, Ling Fan pulled out his purple sword, pointed at Luo Jitong and continued: "If you want to step on me, and I dodge against you, then I will do it against you, what can you do?"

The atmosphere was very solid, the saber rattling, Erha had already swallowed the vicious meat in his mouth, and his blue eyes stared fiercely at Luo Ji and the others.

It jumped out of its chair, ready to strike.

Bald and Fat Bo knew that they would not play a role in this situation, and took the initiative to give up their positions.

It was inconvenient for Tian Ya and the others to speak, but their eyes were locked on Ling Fan and Luo Jitong, and they would definitely not be polite when they really fought.

When Luo Jitong and the man surnamed Pang saw the purple sword in Ling Fan's hand, there was a trace of jealousy in their eyes.

There are many capable people in the Shenzhou organization, and after carefully watching the video of Ling Fan and Xiong Zhenxuan's fight, some people analyzed that if Ling Fan did not have this weapon, his combat effectiveness would be sharply reduced.

They also observed Xiong Zhenxuan's momentary loss of consciousness, but relevant analysts attributed this phenomenon to the purple sword, believing that it emitted demonic power.

"Hey, with the sword in your hand, let me make you understand that being strong is really strong!"

Burst.

Luo Jitong raised his hand and waved out the flames in his palm, shooting towards Ling Fan's door.

The flame energy of the Blue Void fluctuated strongly, distorting the air around it, and it could be seen that the temperature was extremely terrifying.

Thundered.

In an instant, thunder rolled.

Everyone saw a flash of purple light and rushed towards Luo Jitong's neck.

And the cyan flames in mid-air had been extinguished by the sword.

Luo Jitong's eyes widened, and his body moved back quickly, he didn't expect his attack to be so vulnerable, almost not causing any obstacle to Ling Fan.

Ling Fan was extremely fast, following him like a shadow.

In less than a tenth of a second, Luo Jitong suddenly felt a chill on his neck, so shocked that he didn't dare to move again, and looked at Ling Fan in front of him with cold eyes.

"I don't care if I want to do it, I don't care if I kill one more person. If you just want to talk, I'm sorry, I don't have time. ”

Ling Fan forced his eyes into the other party's eyes and said coldly.

Luo Jitong has a layer of sweat behind his back, his evolution is very high, but he has not experienced the baptism of blood, and he belongs to the strong in the greenhouse.

In the organization, others often complimented him, making him think highly of himself, but he didn't expect to make a mistake here.