A ball of red hair and two younger brothers collided in the door, and the sound in the private room stopped abruptly.

Leng Chengzhi and others looked at the door in shock. When he saw clearly that it was Hongmao and the others, he couldn't help but get angry, "I dare to ruin my elegant pleasure."

A figure slowly appeared at the door, and He Pingfan stood there with an expressionless face.

"Mr. Leng is really so happy. He burned the slums with a fire."

"What ordinary?"

Leng Chengzhi could hardly believe his eyes, "You are so paralyzed that you dare to stay in Jiangzhou?"

"This time I'll just give you a little warning, and the next time I'll be yours will be the one who burns."

"Hmph! I remember that the Leng family was lying on the ground like a dog and begging me for the He family, but today they were going to kill them all. The Leng family is indeed majestic."

He Pingfan almost ignored everyone in the box and pointed his burning eyes at Leng Chengzhi.

Leng Chengzhi's senior brother sat there, watching the two of them faced each other interestingly.

It seems that the visitors are not good. If I could help Leng Chengzhi settle this guy, I don’t know what kind of treatment Leng Chengzhi would give him?

When Leng Chengzhi heard He Pingfan mention his past, he looked ugly and smashed the cup in his hand, "Kill him!"

The private room was quiet and no one was approaching.

Forehead?

Leng Chengzhi was so embarrassed. He pretended to be a comparison, but no one cooperated.

Only then did he realize that there were no other men in the box except himself and his senior brother.

The red-haired and his younger brothers didn't know what evil magic he had used by He Pingfan, so they were tired on the ground and dared not move.

It's evil! Leng Chengzhi glanced at his senior brother Wang Chengbiao, and saw that he had no intention of taking action. He probably was waiting for him to invite him.

But how can he take action against a person like He Pingfan?

In the martial arts world, martial artists are also divided into levels.

Low-level, intermediate-level, high-level.

He Tongtian should be at the level of a high-level martial artist. His senior brother is not weak and is much stronger than ordinary bodyguards. He is probably close to the level of a mid-level martial artist.

Therefore, he holds his own identity and will not easily engage in action with others.

In the eyes of ordinary people, a mid-level martial artist is also a very good person. After all, the power of a punch can reach three or four hundred kilograms, and a high-level martial artist is even more terrifying.

But how insignificant people of this level are in front of powerful people who have cultivated their internal strength.

Leng Chengzhi has also studied in Yunxuan Sect for more than ten years. Although his strength is not very good, can he still beat He Pingfan, who is suffering from all kinds of diseases?

With his usual discrimination against He Pingfan, Leng Chengzhi arrogantly raised his middle finger, "I'm afraid, I'll let you die here today."

For the sake of the reputation of my sister and the development of the family, didn’t my father always want to get divorced from the He family?

They have given them enough face, but he doesn't cherish it himself, so he just did it today and it's gone in vain.

Leng Chengzhi had evil thoughts, so he turned around and shouted to the girl, "Fill the wine and resolve the battle in two minutes."

Wang Chengbiao looked at the scene with great interest and drank a sip of red wine slowly.

Leng Chengzhi's little girl was eagerly looking, with many admiration stars appearing in her eyes, "Come on, Leng, you are the best."

The girls who were drinking in the private room were smiling, and some people looked suspicious, who was this fool who offended Young Master Leng?

He Pingfan shook his head, walked into the private room and brought the door.

He originally wanted to warn the Leng family, but now it seems that just warning is definitely not enough.

Then let’s take Leng Chengzhi’s surgery! Since the two families have broken up, there is nothing to say.

He Pingfan's eyes swept across the audience, and the man with inches made his pupils shrink slightly.

Unexpectedly, there was another martial artist who had reached the level of a martial artist, but there was still a considerable gap with He Tongtian.

Maybe his external skills are better than his own, but so what?

Since fighting Taoist Master Fengchen at Anjia, He Pingfan has realized the power of the spirit body.

This most powerful existence in thousands of years has finally become enlightened in the descendant of the mysterious arts family.

The spirit body that has been nourished for eighteen years is far superior to all powers in the world.

Leng Chengzhi also wanted to show his hands in front of his senior brother, rolled up his sleeves, and Niu Bi pointed at He Pingfan in a coquettish manner, "For the sake of the two families, why don't you kneel down and crawl over me now, I can consider letting you go.

Otherwise, if you don’t die today, you will have to peel off your skin.”

He Pingfan shook his head, "It's useless to climb over. You burn the slums. I must break one of your legs to show punishment, otherwise your Leng family will be lawless."

"Hahaha--" Leng Chengzhi laughed loudly, his smile suddenly stopped, and said angrily to He Pingfan, "Cow-come!"

He rushed over and punched He Pingfan in the chest.

His steps were a little vague and his strength was insufficient.

He Pingfan saw it and couldn't help but sneer, showing off his legs with fists.

This guy used the name of martial arts to pick up girls, but he really didn't learn any real skills.

Seeing that his fist was approaching, He Pingfan reached out and clenched Leng Chengzhi's fist and gently pulled it to the side. Leng Chengzhi really couldn't stop and rushed towards him.

He Pingfan raised his leg and hit Leng Chengzhi's lower abdomen with a knee.

"Oh!"

Leng Chengzhi screamed in pain and fell into the sky. He Pingfan stepped on him and stepped on his calf.

Crack! Break Leng Chengzhi's legs without any mercy.

Wang Chengbiao was stunned, and his hand holding the wine glass froze there.

"oh?"

A group of girls who were drinking in the private room suddenly grabbed their hearts and their eyes were frightened.

Leng Chengzhi's girl screamed, "Ah--" "Shut up!"

He Pingfan glared at her, this woman is not a good bird.

Leng Chengzhi was in great pain. He really couldn't believe that He Pingfan would attack him. What's even more terrifying was that he just felt He Pingfan's terrifying power.

Impossible! He is a useless man from the mysterious magic family, and his weak and sick body has such powerful power?

Could it be... he suddenly felt a deep fear in his heart.

"Senior brother, kill him!"

Wang Chengbiao sat there without moving, but put down his cup and hugged the two women in his arms.

"Junior Brother Leng, let me take the price to make it low."

"..." Leng Cheng was angry, who was he?

Bargain at this time?

If I hadn't been broken by He Pingfan and couldn't get up, I would have killed you.

"I'll give it to you how much money you want!"

Leng Chengzhi roared, he really misjudged people.

Wang Chengbiao stretched out a finger and sat there steadily, looking like an old god.

“Hundreds of thousands?

make a deal!"

Leng Chengzhi didn't have time to think too much at this moment, he just wanted to kill He Pingfan.

Who knew that Wang Chengbiao shook his head, "100,000?"

You underestimate me too much, right?

I am at the level of an intermediate martial artist.”

Damn! How dare a mid-level martial artist pretend to be like this?

He Pingfan smiled faintly. What would he think if he knew that He Tongtian was abused to become a scumbag?

Leng Chengzhi gritted his teeth, "I'll give you one million, you kill him immediately!"

Hehe—Wang Chengbiao stood up with satisfaction and twisted his neck, "This is almost the same."

He looked at He Pingfan and said arrogantly, "Boy, I think you are only at the level of a martial arts master. How can you die?

Say something yourself!"

Another guy who likes to pretend to be a comparison.

If he had no spiritual power, He Pingfan would not dare to fight him. But now, haha... Wang Chengbiao saw that He Pingfan did not speak, and said coldly, "I didn't want to interfere at first, but he paid one million to buy your cheap life."

"Of course, don't naively think that you are worth so much money. It's just that I am a precious person, even if I crush an ant to death, it's the price."

He Pingfan said lightly, “Why do you say so much?

Come and bite me!"
Chapter completed!