Qin Muran stood at the door, and Ding Ziku consciously moved two chairs from Shengkang Group, one for Qin Muran to sit down, and the other for Mo Qingwu.

Chen Zaigong leaned on the BMW he drove with his face full of contempt.

Jin Duankong was already on the way to come. He was a real and mysterious realm. When he arrived, he would have some good fruits to eat.

Xu Yanbang is also the close disciple of Master Jin and is most loved by Master Jin. Qin Muran has deposed him, so Master Jin will never be kind.

"You dare to destroy the good things of my uncle, and I will pay the price!"

Chen Zaigong's eyes were filled with coldness.

Chen Zaigong felt that he had lost all his face when he was cheated by such a young man who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

Ding Ziku stood beside Qin Muran, looked at the arrogant Chen Zaigong in front of him, and asked, "Brother Ran, who do you think this kid can come to? Is that Master Jin useful?"

Qin Muran touched his pocket and found that he didn't bring any cigarettes today. However, Ding Ziku was very smart and immediately took out a pack of big front door from his pocket, handed it to Qin Muran, and lit it decisively.

"Yes, nails, big front door, tasteful!"

The scholar should treat each other with admiration for three days. Qin Muran now looks at Ding Ziku and likes him. This kid is getting more and more aware of it.

"That's a must, Brother Ran teaches it well!"

Ding Ziku's flattery was so good.

"Brother Ran, what should I do if Master Jin is here?"

Ding Ziku continued to ask.

"Come on, don't the results all the same?"

Qin Muran smiled, took a sip of thick smoke, let out a sip of smoke rings, and said lightly.

"Then why do you take action? Zhou Xiao and Xu Hu are both in the company. Can they solve the problem if they come out?"

"They may not be the opponent of Master Jin. Xu Yanbang just now was a first-class expert. Their master's strength is poor?"

Qin Muran looked at Ding Zi and said bitterly.

"Yes, then Brother Ran, please do it! You're going to beat someone anyway."

"Don't say that, don't tell the truth even if it's the truth, keep it in your heart."

Qin Muran said modestly.

Just as he was talking to Ding Ziku, the roar of a car suddenly came from a distance, and then a black Mercedes-Benz S-Series sedan appeared in front of everyone.

When Chen Zaigong saw the license plate, he showed joy on his face. He knew that his foreign aid, Master Jin Duankong Jin, was here!

"Boy, Master Jin is here, your death is here!"

Chen Zaigong said a harsh word to Qin Muran, and then ran to the Mercedes-Benz to greet him in person.

"Master Jin!"

Chen Zaigong changed his arrogant and domineering appearance before, and said respectfully.

“What’s the situation?”

Jin Duankong is an old man with white hair. Even in such a cold day, he is still wearing a white Tang suit, looking a bit like a paradise.

When he saw Chen Zaigong, he asked lightly.

"The person is sitting there, Master Jin, you don't know how arrogant his attitude is, and you don't even take it seriously! He... He also said..."

Chen Zaigong wanted to add fuel to the fire, but he couldn't think of anything better for a moment.

"What else did he say?"

"He also said he wanted you to kneel in front of him!"

Chen Zaigong's eyes turned and he said with a clue of inspiration.

"Haha! I want me to kneel in front of him, a little furry, breathe a lot!"

Jin Duankong snorted coldly.

"Where is Iwamang?"

Jin Duankong continued to ask.

"Uncle Xu fainted on the ground, and no one dared to go over."

Chen Zaigong replied.

"Zizhe, you go down first, teach that young man a lesson, and avenge your junior brother!"

Chen Zaigong looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat and said.

"Yes! Master!"

He Zizhe, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded, then released his seat belt and got out of the car.

"Sir Chen, where are the people?"

He Zizhe looked at Chen Zaigong and asked.

"Mr. He, he is there!"

Chen Zaigong led He Zizhe to come forward and pointed at Qin Muran, who was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, looking careless.

"Mr. Chen, I'm leaving it to me. Not everyone can get rid of it! We must give an explanation!"

He Zizhe's face was gloomy and he walked forward.

"You hurt my junior brother?"

He Zizhe looked at Qin Muran, and asked in a cold tone and murderous intent.

"Are you that Master Jin?"

Qin Muran looked up and down at He Zizhe with his eyes and asked.

"That's our master, I am Xu Yanbang's senior brother."

He Zizhe looked at Qin Muran with a bad expression.

"So it's senior brother, where is your master? The legendary Master Jin, don't dare to come out? I'm still waiting to be scared!"

As soon as Qin Muran said this, everyone from the security department behind laughed.

"Arrogant boy, today I will teach you a good lesson for my master! I will destroy my junior brother's hands, and I will destroy your hands!"

He Zizhe knew that Qin Muran was mocking him, and immediately became furious and rushed towards Qin Muran.

"boom!"

He Zizhe's energy burst out, and Qin Muran narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that Xu Yanbang's senior brother would be an ancient martial artist in the early stage of the dark energy.

"Bang!"

Qin Muran waved his hand and a strong energy blew out with the cold wind. He Zizhe's aura was instantly shattered by Qin Muran.

"What?"

He Zizhe couldn't believe what was happening in front of him and widened his eyes.

His aura burst out and was actually destroyed by Qin Muran with his arms raised. How could this be possible!

"Pretending! Death!"

He Zizhe didn't believe in evil, so he raised his punch and bombarded Qin Muran.

This punch was extremely fast. The fist rubbed against the air and gusts of fist wind. The fist wind was like a sharp blade, and the air whirred, and the fist momentum locked the target in an instant, which was Qin Muran.

"snort!"

Qin Muran snorted coldly, sat on the chair and did not get up, but when He Zizhe's fist was about to approach, Qin Muran moved.

His kick was raised quickly like a ghost, and the rolling energy imprisoned He Zizhe's body.

He Zizhe only felt that it seemed that a barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, isolating him and making him unable to move forward. While he was still confused, Qin Muran's feet had already been sent to him.

"Bang!"

Qin Muran kicked He Zizhe in the chest, and his energy rushed into it. His ribs could not bear it in an instant and several of them were kicked off.

If Qin Muran hadn't wanted to kill people so unscrupulously, he would probably have been unable to bear this kick alone, and his body exploded and he died on the spot.

Chen Zaigong originally thought that Qin Muran would always lose if a master like He Zizhe took action, but the fact once again ruthlessly slapped him.
Chapter completed!