He raised his palm and slapped it down. The golden light turned into a surging air wave. Peng Jianqing's expression suddenly changed. He had heard about this Chen Fan. He had just joined the staff, and he had just killed one.

Patriarch Han came in as his replacement, just a low-level staff member.

So from beginning to end, he didn't pay much attention to it.

But he didn't take it to heart, but it hurt him. When Chen Fan slapped him, he suddenly realized that Chen Fan's power had surpassed that of the middle-level staff. It was too late for him to resist, and 500 drops of true liquid fell from his Dantian.

It exploded, but the golden palm had already been struck down.

"Bang", the slap was so powerful and heavy that Peng Jianqing was hit with a front tooth and knocked backwards, and he was sent flying away.

With a "bang", the door was smashed and it rolled from the main hall of the city lord's mansion to the outside.

With just one slap, the master who had five hundred drops of true liquid was directly covered by Chen Fan. He was unable to resist at all. The golden light gradually dissipated. Chen Fan slowly moved his wrist and walked slowly towards the main hall.

He walked out and said, "In this world, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, and fists are the only justice."

Chen Fan did not hesitate and said with a hoarse voice, "If you are weak, just knock out your front teeth and swallow them in your stomach. Practice hard and strive to surpass me one day."

"But it's a pity that you may never have such a day in your life."

After hearing these words, Peng Jianqing spat out a mouthful of blood. Everyone in the hall was shocked. This was the leader among the middle-grade staff, the ruthless Peng Jianqing! He was beaten to the ground by Chen Fan with a slap in the face.

Down? The change was so fast that they didn't even react.

When they came to their senses, their eyes all fell on Chen Fan. Ancestor Qi and Ancestor Lu both opened their eyes wide, and they were both dumbfounded.

The Chen Fan who was standing next to them just now was so strong??

This is a bit too outrageous.

Peng Jianqing rolled over and landed at the feet of an old man. At that moment, the old man lowered his head and then slowly raised his head. A pair of sinister eyes fell on Chen Fan, "What did you do?

"

The old man said calmly, not angry or questioning, but his tone was already frightening.

The old man walked in, and at the same time, a large number of masters from both sides also walked in. They were all masters with 500 or 600 drops of true liquid. At that moment, these people frowned and looked at Peng Jianqing who fell on the ground.

When people spoke, the old man walked out, and Patriarch Qi and others were even more silent, not daring to make a sound.

"Old Ancestor Wang, seven hundred drops of true liquid, one of the top-grade staff members!"

One of the real core figures of the City Lord’s Mansion!

"Boy, do you understand the rules?" This person's face looked unfamiliar. He already knew who this person was. Peng Jianqing was beaten, and he didn't bother to ask who was right and who was wrong. In short, this Peng Jianqing was following him.

, he was beaten in full view of everyone, and it was his ancestor Wang who was humiliated.

"Ancestor." Peng Jianqing quickly got up, his face flushed, and he was so ashamed that he lowered his head and couldn't even lift it up.

"You're a loser, get out of here." Patriarch Wang said coldly, with his hands behind his back, without even looking at this person. Peng Jianqing's face was full of shame, and he quickly stepped aside.

"Mo Fan, you just arrived here and you don't understand the rules at all. It seems that I need to teach you a lesson." Wang Laozu said coldly. Chen Fan couldn't help but shook his head. This was really a little slap.

Here comes a big one.

Facing Patriarch Wang, Chen Fan slowly took a step forward. To be honest, Chen Fan already looked down on him with only 700 drops of true liquid. This time, Chen Fan soared from just 13 drops of true liquid.

At sixty-five drops, this strength has more than doubled?

Half a year ago, Chen Fan could easily defeat the four ancestors. Now facing Ancestor Wang, Chen Fan will not find it too difficult!

The surrounding people were breathing rapidly. Not to mention the people in the hall, even the people brought by Patriarch Wang, the masters who each had five to six hundred drops of true fluid, were just frowning, and no one came forward without saying a word.

, seeing the atmosphere in the air becoming tense.

"Okay, you two." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded. There was no one in sight, but it suddenly came from the depths of the city lord's mansion and fell in the courtyard. The man's voice was very gentle, and there was no trace of fireworks.

, he just said gently at the moment, "There will be plenty of time for the two of you to discuss things. There is no need to start a big fight in the mansion and hurt the harmony. Come in."

After the voice finished speaking, it slowly disappeared. As soon as the voice came out, a look of solemnity appeared on the faces of Chen Fan and Wang Laozu. Those people behind Wang Laozu were even more frightened. Wang Laozu solemnly clasped his fists.

He said, "Obey the city lord."

The owner of the voice just now is obviously the master of the city lord, the master of the fourth level of energy transformation, Zhu Pei!

Raising his head, Wang Laozu gave Chen Fan a warning look. Chen Fan did not pay attention to him, but was feeling the breath of Zhu Pei just now. This breath of Zhu Pei really made Chen Fan feel a hint of threat.

Feeling.

"This Zhu Pei's strength is probably more than 2,000 drops of true liquid. His strength is unfathomable and far beyond the comparison of people like Patriarch Wang."

This strength on paper alone is several times greater than that of Ancestor Wang. In fact, it should not be a problem for Zhu Pei to kill several Ancestor Wang with one hand.

Under the glare of Patriarch Wang, these talents entered the hall one after another. After a while, some powerful people who traveled far and wide began to rush back. There were many people whose status was higher than that of Patriarch Wang. Waiting for these big guys

As soon as they entered, even Ancestor Wang did not dare to make any mistakes and could only stand aside honestly.

As for Yang Shanshui and others, they don't even have a stool. It's not their turn to sit here. The only two rows of stools are occupied by big guys.

Before the staff competition began, Patriarch Qi lowered his voice and couldn't help but say, "Brother Mo, I didn't expect you to be so strong. We were mistaken before."

"But that Ancestor Wang is no better than Peng Jianqing. Peng Jianqing is only a master at best, but that Ancestor Wang is really the Beidou here."

Ancestor Qi said in a deep voice, this Ancestor Wang has been here thirty years ago before he came. It can be seen that this Ancestor Wang has a transcendent status and terrifying strength. In the entire city lord's palace, at least one-third

A master of one, admire his breath.

Chen Fan nodded silently to one side, but in fact he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he was looking at other people in the hall. Here, a master of Nine Hundred Drops of True Liquid, a white-faced scholar, was sitting here.

At the top of the stool, he drank tea silently and remained calm. He was the only one in the entire City Lord's Mansion, and under him, there were three or five people who were masters of 800 drops of true liquid. These people should be from this City Lord's Mansion.

The core.

As for what these people know, there are actually quite a few people as majestic as Patriarch Wang, but these people usually live alone.

Soon, a middle-aged man came out from behind the scenes. This middle-aged man was wearing brocade silk and satin, wearing a small purple hat, and a big black ring on his finger. He was as gentle as jade, and he was like a man.

It feels like a spring breeze just looking at it.

As soon as this middle-aged man walked out, even the white-faced scholar at the top immediately put down the tea cup in his hand and stood up respectfully. The people in the room said in a deep voice, "I have met the city lord!"

"Brothers, you're welcome." Zhu Pei clasped his fists and said extremely humbly, "Zhu's success in this city is all thanks to the help of his brothers. Everyone, sit down, sit down."

In the audience, Chen Fan watched the city lord named "Zhu Pei" all the time. It must be said that this person is very good-looking. Unlike other leading figures, he does not rely on brute force, but relies on humility to win over people's hearts. At least around him

The people around him are really loyal.

"This time, I ask you to take the trouble to come back despite your busy schedule. On the one hand, it is to give you a holiday. Similarly, this is also a century-old practice of our City Lord's Mansion, to discuss internal discussions and communicate feelings."

"Just now, I noticed that a few brothers are quite angry and have already discussed with each other in advance. This is completely unnecessary. We are a family. Let's be harmonious."

After saying this, everyone in the room looked at Wang Laozu and Chen Fan.
Chapter completed!