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Chapter 160 Young Master Mingcheng, Escape!(2/2)

Bang!

Kick the door open with one kick.

Guo Zilong threw Agui's remaining body on the desk and shouted: "Where is Lu Mingcheng, come out and pay homage to us Mr. Lu!"

Lu Mingcheng's face was gloomy.

He was sitting inside the desk.

As a result, Guo Zilong still yelled like this.

It's clear that I don't take myself seriously.

I looked at the half-dead person on the desk again.

Lu Mingcheng's face looked even more ugly.

"Chairman, they are very strong. Guo Xincai is at the peak of Huajin, and I am not an opponent."

A Gui said in shame.

"waste!"

Lu Mingcheng was furious.

The person I just explained was dispossed, but in the blink of an eye, his own people were dealt with.

He also said that he would capture Tang Xin and the others and humiliate and beat him up.

It's really not good to go to the army!

Bang!

Smashed out with one punch.

Lu Mingcheng smashed Agui away.

A Gui, who was already half dead, was instantly beaten to his nose and eyes, and died suddenly.

"You are brave enough to kill someone in public!"

Guo Xincai shouted.

Lu Mingcheng sneered: "Do you think you can get out?"

After saying that, he clapped his hands.

An old and calm voice sounded: "Young Master, don't clap your hands, I've been there all the time."

"It's good to be there, that young Lu Yunxiao, you can catch me. Kill the other two garbage!"

Lu Mingcheng ordered sternly.

Mr. Fan's expression was Gu Jing Wubo, and he slowly walked to Guo Zilong and the others, clasped his hands together: "Sorry, I can only send you on the way."

After saying that, he pushed out with one palm.

Wow!

The palm wind was like a huge wave, coming towards Guo Zilong's face.

But Guo Zilong remained motionless.

Old Fan frowned slightly.

Another palm is pushed out.

Wow!

The palm wind is like a surging fire.

However, Guo Zilong remained unmoved.

"What are you doing? I thought you were Stephen Chow and you also know the Tathagata's Divine Palm?"

Guo Zilong sarcastically complained.

Lu Mingcheng couldn't help but be furious: "Old Fan, what are you doing? Kill those two trash!"

“Somewhat weird.”

Mr. Fan muttered.

He no longer attacked Guo Zilong, but a palm wind blew towards Guo Xincai.

Guo Xincai didn't move and said, "It's a bit warm. You can go to the sauna to heat people, without any fire."

"impossible!"

Mr. Fan shouted in a low voice.

No matter how calm he is, no matter how old the ancient well is, he can't stand it at this time.

Even the two young people couldn't handle it.

With a tiger's roar, the momentum surged, like a volcano erupting.

"die!"

Mr. Fan smashed his fists hard and hit Guo Xincai and Guo Zilong's chest.

Swish.

Guo Xincai grabbed his hand and cursed: "Are you an old hooligan?"

Then he shook his hand suddenly.

thump.

Mr. Fan fell to the ground all over.

He was frightened to find that the other party threw his bones apart with a casual swing.

How could it be so strong?

What is this method!

He is a master, and he can't even bear the other party's move.

Is the other party an innate master?

Such a young innate master?

"Young Master, run away!"

Mr. Fan, kneeling on the ground, screamed hoarsely!
Chapter completed!
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