Wang Fan didn't even look at the guy, and ran straight upstairs.
This Luo Wuhen dared to touch Gao Mingyang. He was simply seeking death. He must make Luo Wuhen pay the price!
Gao Mingyang private room.
Gao Mingyang knelt on the ground, feeling extremely humiliated.
He didn't expect that even though he was hiding in that house without leaving, Luo Wuhen would find him and be caught here.
It was obvious that Luo Wuhen didn't know what he had done to him, and even Wang Fan didn't notice it.
"Boy, aren't you very arrogant? At the door of the auction, you actually dared to stand up to me, Luo Wuhen, in front of that Wang Fan, and you dared to provoke me. You are really courageous! If you dare, provoke me again now.
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Luo Wuhen stared at Gao Mingyang, his eyes as cold as a snake, his tone full of sarcasm.
He, Luo Wuhen, is a man who must retaliate against others, and there is no trace of sand in his eyes.
So after Feng Xiaomo chased Wang Fan, he immediately found Gao Mingyang through various means and captured him here.
"I bought you two tickets for one hundred yuan. I, Luo Wuhen, have already given you a lot of face, but you still dare not to sell them to me. That's fine. You even dare to say that I'm crazy. What the hell are you doing?"
Who do you think you are?"
Luo Wuhen roared crazily, and at a certain moment, he kicked Gao Mingyang in excitement.
There was a bang, and Gao Mingyang didn't even have a chance to react, let alone dodge. He was kicked out like a ball and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were full of extreme humiliation, and his eyes were even blood red and about to bulge out. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.
His strength is only in the early stage of innateness, but Luo Wuhen's strength has reached the seventh level of transcendence.
The gap between the two sides was like a chasm, and he really had no power to resist. If possible, Gao Mingyang would rather die, but now, he couldn't even die.
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Because every time he planned to commit suicide, Luo Wuhen would detect it in advance and stop him.
Gao Mingyang clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his whole body was trembling.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Luo Wuhen with his eyes filled with blood, "Luo Wuhen, kill me if you dare!"
"You are a seventh-level mortal, but you bully me when I am in the early stage of my innate life. What kind of ability do you have? Just wait for me, Mr. Wang will definitely avenge me, he will definitely do it!"
Gao Mingyang's voice was hoarse, violent and crazy, especially the last sentence, which seemed to come from his chest, almost every word!
"Kill you? Haha, you want to die, but I, Luo Wuhen, won't help you. I will let you know what it means to be unable to die!"
Luo Wuhen looked at Gao Mingyang and sneered disdainfully, "As for Wang Fan's revenge for you, don't have any illusions anymore."
"Let's not talk about whether he has the strength to avenge you. Do you still think that he will come back alive? Being chased by Feng Xiaomo, who has transcended the ninth level of mortal world, he will definitely die!"
Luo Wuhen smiled ferociously, and had already dodged in front of Gao Mingyang, and punched him hard with his fists and kicks.
Of course, he controlled his strength, just to let Gao Mingyang feel the pain, but not to be beaten to death, and to let Gao Mingyang suffer the humiliation.
Otherwise, with his seventh-level extraordinary strength, Gao Mingyang would not be able to withstand even one punch if he was really cruel.
"A mere ant dares to threaten me with the help of a dead Wang Fan. It is simply unreasonable!"
"What about Wang Fan? Do you let him come out? Do you let him come out to avenge you? I'm beating you right now, but I don't see him coming out?"
Luo Wuhen was like crazy, while
He attacked Gao Mingyang frantically while roaring ferociously.
He was so angry that he didn't expect that at this time, Gao Mingyang would dare to threaten him. This was simply unbearable.
Just when Luo Wuhen was beating Gao Mingyang, he didn't notice that the door behind him had opened and Wang Fan walked in expressionlessly.
"I'm already here, don't worry, I will avenge him soon." Wang Fan stared at Luo Wuhen coldly, with murderous intent already emerging in his eyes.
He didn't expect that Luo Wuhen would be so shameless and bully Gao Mingyang, who was in the early stage of Xiantian.
Seeing Gao Mingyang's miserable state covered in blood, Wang Fan couldn't help but feel angry, and his murderous intent couldn't help but expand.
Luo Wuhen was beating Gao Mingyang crazily when he suddenly heard Wang Fan's voice, his movements froze, and his expression changed instantly.
When he turned around, he immediately saw Wang Fan with a desolate expression on his face.
Looking at Wang Fan, his pupils could not help but sob, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Why didn't he know when Wang Fan appeared? Why didn't he notice it at all?
Also, wasn't Wang Fan being chased out by Feng Xiaomo, who was on the ninth level of the mortal world? How could he come back safely? Why would he dare to show up openly? Could it be that Wang Fan had already solved Feng Xiaomo?
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out all over Luo Wuhen, and he couldn't help but ask, "Wang Fan, why are you here, where is Feng Xiaomo?"
Wang Fan glanced at him coldly and sneered, "Why, are you surprised and disappointed that I appear here?"
"As for that person named Feng, I don't think you should worry about it blindly. You should just take care of yourself."
When Luo Wuhen heard this, he immediately knew that Wang Fan was planning to take action against him.
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His expression changed, and he instantly pulled out the soft sword from his back. His whole body's aura exploded and his white robe moved automatically without any wind.
He glanced at Wang Fan coldly, his face twisted, and he said coldly, "Wang Fan, although I don't know how you escaped from Feng Xiaomo, but I, Luo Wuhen, am not afraid of you!"
"If you want to avenge Gao Mingyang, if you want to take action, then just come over and see if I am afraid of Luo Wuhen!"
Luo Wuhen's voice was sharp, "Originally, before the ancient martial arts competition, I didn't want to touch you, but now it seems that it's impossible to touch you."
"I, Luo Wuhen, want to see how powerful a person who can blast Xue Yongrong with one punch and escape from Feng Xiaomo is!"
Luo Wuhen's voice was getting louder and louder, and his breath was getting sharper and sharper every moment. The soaring aura seemed to have formed a substance, and Gao Mingyang, who was almost suppressed, felt suffocated.
"That's a lot of nonsense. Since you want to know how powerful I am, I will help you." Wang Fan was not affected at all. After speaking with a sneer, he rushed towards Luo Wuhen.
"Well done!" Luo Wuhen had a ferocious look in his eyes and did not dodge at all. With a loud sound, he raised his soft sword and struck at Wang Fan in an instant.
His soft sword moved like a snake, which was very strange. When it was thrust out, it also caused a hissing explosion.
Wang Fan's eyes were as calm as ever, and his figure kept flickering and dodging, just like a cat playing with a mouse, appearing very calm.
If he hadn't made a breakthrough, he might have been forced to scramble. After all, Luo Wuhen was also the seeded player in the ancient martial arts competition.
But now, after Wang Fan's strength breakthrough, his strength, mental power, and perception are much sharper than before.
Even though Luo Wuhen's attack was extremely sharp and extremely fast, in his eyes, it was still slow and full of flaws.
This chapter has been completed!