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Chapter Thirteen Shooting yourself in the foot

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Leistorm and his men immediately told Zhao Yiming what happened yesterday. In their words, Yang Fan was simply a villain who was raped, raped, killed, and robbed.

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Yang Fan? Which peak is this? Zhao Yiming frowned, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. Luo Cheng is not a weak person. He is only one step away from the peak of the third heaven. He is qualified to enter the bronze man's lane. Thunderstorm is even more extraordinary. It is only one step away from the fifth heaven realm. Among the disciples of the Seven-Star Sect, he is definitely not an unknown person. However, he recalled the top powerhouses of the major military peaks, but he did not remember who Yang Fan was.

Commander Zhao is either a master of other peaks, or Yang Fan from our Mozhu Peak, hiss!!! Because he was too excited, he pulled the wound all of a sudden, and the pain was so thunderstorm that it was pumping the air conditioner.

What? Yang Fan of our peak? Zhao Yiming widened his eyes and looked in disbelief, as if he had seen the legendary ghost. Yang Fan had some impression of him. A shy boy with low talent. He was one of the candidates who would definitely be driven away this year. Such a waste, let alone Leisho, the number one person in Mo Zhu Peak, could beat him all over the ground for his teeth!!!

The head of Zhao is the little beast, you must make the decision for us!!! The thunderstorm cried again, his voice was so sad, and when he smelled sad, the listener burst into tears.

Really... it was him? But how could this be possible! Although reason told him that Lei Shao and the others were saying true, it was not a glorious thing after all, and they did not have the courage to deceive themselves with this matter, but he still couldn't accept it.

Yang Fan, their famous waste from Mo Zhu Peak, was almost certain to be swept out. However, the thunderstorm, but they were the first person in Mo Zhu Peak, and he always had high hopes for him. There was a difference between the two. Logically speaking, it was just as soon as the end, Director Zhao glanced at Yang Fan, and an inexplicable smile flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Yang Fan understood that this was Master Zhao showing kindness to him!!!

You...wow!!! Lei Qian looked at Zhao Yiming angrily, unable to withstand the continuous blows, his face turned red and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and then he turned his eyes and fainted.

Why are you still standing there for a long time? You are not going to be a servant? With the shout of Director Zhao, the thunderstorm and his younger brothers immediately dispersed, leaving only the coma thunderstorm lying alone on the stretcher, which was so miserable!!!

Come on! Take this waste to me, don’t be upset here!!!

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I don’t know how long it took, but the thunderstorm woke up slowly and found that he had arrived outside his courtyard, with no one around, and a few crows circling in the sky, which was so desolate.

He stared at the gate stupidly for a while, and suddenly, the thunderstorm's face was covered in ferociousness and resentment, like the evil ghost from the Jiuyou Hell, Yang Fan, if you don't take this revenge, I will not be a human being! Ah! Death, little beast, I must die, I must die!!!

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