"Young Master Bai, Young Master Wang, as the master, it's not appropriate for me to make you wait outside for so long. I'd better ask you to sit inside. Come, please invite Young Master Bai and Young Master Wang to sit inside, quickly!"
Accompanied by Ao Jiang's smiling voice, he and his subordinates quickly rushed toward Wang Fan and Bai Xiaoren.
Nao Jiang said it politely, but looking at their murderous expressions, there was no sign of inviting anyone in at all.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, his eyes turned cold, and he ignored it.
Now was the critical moment for acupuncture, and he had to finish the acupuncture in one breath, otherwise, all the previous efforts would be wasted.
Bai Xiaoren's complexion also changed drastically.
He could clearly feel that Wang Fan was at a critical moment when applying acupuncture. Once interrupted, the consequences would be serious.
"Zhang Ling, stop them at all costs!" In desperation, Bai Xiaoren shouted at Zhang Ling.
As for the other subordinate, he was already seriously out of strength, and he was knocked down by Zhang Ling just now, so he couldn't be counted on at all.
Although Bai Xiaoren vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Zhang Ling, in this case, he could only count on Zhang Ling.
"Yes." Zhang Ling responded without hesitation and rushed towards Aojiang's group.
It's just that although he looked aggressive, the result was disappointing.
"How dare you block the way even if you are a defeated general? Get out!"
Ao Jiang shouted angrily, dodged Zhang Ling's acting blow lightly, and then slapped Zhang Ling on the face with his backhand.
With a snap, Zhang Ling was beaten around several times, his cheeks were swollen, several of his teeth were knocked out, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood.
Bo Jiang was still angry, so he raised his leg and kicked Zhang Ling out. He fell to the ground and flopped twice, unable to get up again.
There was anger in his eyes when he looked at Nao Jiang, as if he never expected that Nao Jiang would be cruel.
Bo Jiang was even more angry at Zhang Ling.
Angry, if this bastard hadn't been procrastinating, pretending to be crazy, and talking so much nonsense, how could he have ended up in this situation?
In his opinion, if Zhang Ling stabbed Bai Xiaoren immediately and then ran to them with Bai Xiaoren, nothing would happen at all.
Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaoren's face became even more ugly.
He never expected that Zhang Ling could not block it for even half a second before being thrown away.
He once wondered whether Zhang Ling had rebelled and was acting.
But looking at Zhang Ling's bloody mouth and Bo Jiang's merciless kick, he was a little unsure.
Wang Fan was also sneering in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He just continued to give Bai Xiaoren the acupuncture.
In this situation, he didn't want to be distracted.
Ao Jiang and his group quickly rushed in front of Wang Fan and the two. Ao Jiang originally thought that Wang Fan would take action. But seeing Wang Fan's sweating face, he finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It turns out that this guy was performing acupuncture at a critical moment and didn't have the energy to do it.
"Young Master Wang, Young Master Bai, please, we are all here, why don't you give me some face?" Ao Jiang pretended to say, and the next second, he slapped Wang Fan.
"Damn it, I've come to you to invite you, and you're pretending to compete with me without even looking at me. Who do you think you are?"
The whistling slap sliced through the air, causing a harsh sound and hitting Wang Fan directly in the face.
Obviously, this Bo Jiang showed no mercy at all.
However, just when his slap was about to hit Wang Fan's face, Wang Fan suddenly moved.
I saw the needle suddenly shrink,
Pulling Bai Xiaoren to dodge, he grabbed Nao Jiang's wrist with one hand and slapped Nao Jiang in the face with his other hand.
Clear slaps sounded one after another. In an instant, Wang Fan slapped him a dozen times, then kicked him to the ground and asked coldly, "Who do you think you are if you dare to slap me, Wang Fan?"
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Wang Fan's expression was very cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, "I just don't want to give you face, I'm just pretending to show off, so what do you do?"
"Ao Jiang, you are so brave to dare to come to the capital to kill me. Since you have come to the capital, you don't have to leave. Tonight is the day you die."
Wang Fan said, directly raised his foot and stepped on Bo Jiang's head.
There was a bang, and Ao Jiang died tragically.
The whole place was dead silent.
No one expected that such a dramatic scene would happen. How could the situation change suddenly? How could Bo Jiang die so easily?
Wang Fan ignored them, but looked into the void, "Kill them, leave no one behind!"
Hearing these words, the faces of those under Ao Jiang and the remaining Meng Wei couldn't help but suffocate.
Who is Wang Fan talking to?
Except for them and Wang Fan and Bai Xiaoren standing there, there was no one else at all, right?
Is Wang Fan bluffing?
Before they could think this through, more than ten Meng Mo elites who had fallen on the ground suddenly jumped up and attacked them directly.
The leader was a burly and sturdy man, standing there like an iron tower, with a powerful momentum and extremely powerful strength.
Who is it if it’s not A Biao?
Originally, the tragic death of Ao Jiang had affected the morale of his subordinates. In addition, they were caught off guard. With a master like A Biao sitting in charge, how could he resist?
In just ten seconds, more than a dozen people were knocked to the ground, unable to fight anymore.
A Biao is even more ferocious, like a wild beast, and is simply unstoppable.
Those subordinates of Aojiang were like weak babies in front of him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he could punch a child.
"Young Master Bai, please rest for a while. I will leave this group of people to you." Wang Fan said to Bai Xiaoren, then slowly walked out and looked at the group of Meng Wei in the distance.
If more than a hundred Meng Wei swarmed up, Wang Fan would really have no choice but to run away, and there would be no need to think about anything else.
But now there are only about twenty Meng Wei left, so there is no need for Wang Fan to take them seriously.
In front of Wang Fan, more than 20 acquired people could not be said to be chickens and dogs, but they still did not have enough weight.
"Meng Wei? Aren't you afraid of death?" Wang Fan looked at them, grinned sarcastically, and pulled out the shadow knife directly, "You all come together and kill you so that I can go find Meng Duzhong."
What a loud tone!
Hearing these words, even those Meng Wei so-called dead men couldn't help but feel angry.
Wang Fan didn't take them seriously, it was simply a form of contempt.
"Roar!"
They didn't talk nonsense, but raised their heads to the sky and roared angrily, and then attacked Wang Fan crazily.
A murderous aura swept through the place, and the atmosphere became intense.
Even A Biao felt a pressure.
Not to mention the Meng Qingyang subordinates he brought with him, they felt as if there was a huge mountain pressing on them, and they were almost crushed to the ground.
Wang Fan felt this scene and couldn't help but chuckle, "Well done, let Wang Fan come and experience your Meng Wei's strength."
A bloody battle is about to begin!
This chapter has been completed!