Just when Pan Yujun was knocked back seven to eight meters and fell to the ground, he screamed again and again because his arm bones were broken in many places.
At an unhurried speed, Wang Dong walked towards him again.
Seeing this situation, Uncle Ying finally reacted, and with a flick of his eye, he stood directly in front of Pan Yujun.
He stared at Wang Dong who was walking slowly. His face was cold, as if he could scrape a layer of frost off it. He snorted coldly and said: "Your Excellency, please keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future. Since my young master
We’ve already lost, I guess there’s no need for you to be aggressive anymore?”
This is Wang Dong!
He asked himself that he could not be like Wang Dong, who exploded with all his strength and knocked Pan Yujun seven or eight meters away with one punch, and even broke several joints of his arm bones in an instant. Otherwise, Uncle Ying would definitely step forward and knock Wang Dong off without saying a word.
The bones of the moving hand were completely crushed.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in his life. I just have a few questions to ask him."
Wang Dong curled his lips slightly, half-smiling, but his steps didn't stop at all.
Question? Uncle Ying's heart moved and he thought for a moment. Although he still stood in front of Pan Yujun, he no longer stopped Wang Dong from approaching.
"Okay, I see that you are usually very 'confident' and very 'proud'. What's wrong? You can't hold on after such a small injury?"
Across Uncle Ying, seeing Pan Yujun still screaming in pain, Wang Dong curled his lips again, seemingly not concealing his contempt.
Wang Dong was well aware of the severity of the punch just now. It would break the man's arm bone into several sections, but it would never cause irreparable injuries.
To be able to have a high-level warrior protect him, the power of this family must be quite large. Before he fully understood it, Wang Dong did not want to have a deep hatred with them that they could not coexist with.
Moreover, keeping him has other uses. Since the people behind the scenes set Lao Hou as a bait and then led them to show up to deal with this person... As long as this person can figure out the root cause and figure out who is behind the trouble, he can
His arrogant temper will inevitably lead to a direct quarrel with the designer.
"If you have anything to ask, just say it quickly. Do you think the broken bone is just an ordinary minor injury?"
Intrigued by Wang Dong's words, he gritted his teeth and took several breaths of air-conditioning. Finally, Pan Yujun's screams subsided.
"Obviously he is a weakling, but he relies on his family's power to act arrogantly, and he even wants to save face..."
Basically, Wang Dong has completely figured out this person's temperament. He even feels that this person's strength close to that of Lao Hou probably did not come from his own cultivation. It is possible that he has the sky-high price of gene-enhancing potions.
source of power.
Without further probing, Wang Dong asked straight to the point: "Why did you conflict with Lao Hou? Don't you know he is from our Storm Camp?"
Storm Camp? Uncle Ying felt a chill in his heart. No wonder everyone was at least an intermediate warrior. The leader and the person in front of him made him feel invincible.
Pan Yujun's face tightened at the same time. Of course he would not be afraid of ordinary special forces, but ace troops like the Storm Battalion...
Others don't know the true details of Storm Battalion, not even Uncle Ying, but the Pan family has a deep relationship with the military. As a direct descendant, Pan Yujun knows that the special forces that are usually displayed outside are actually only the true strength of Storm Battalion.
The tip of the iceberg, it can even be said that those special forces are just the training targets of the Storm Battalion.
Only after they are successfully trained and become true generals can they truly become the core of the Storm Battalion, or enter other departments of the army and become powerful figures who truly hold military power.
"Hou Qiulin turned out to be a former member of the Storm Battalion. Lie Zhanbei had close contacts with him, but he never stopped me from challenging him..."...
Wang Dong's two sentences asked, and after thinking about the cause and effect, Pan Yujun suddenly realized in his heart: "Lie Zhanbei, you actually plotted against me!"
The next moment, out of excitement, he moved his right hand again, and then the unbearable pain made him scream again.
"Lie Zhanbei! The young master of Liehuo Martial Arts School! This should be him!"
Wang Dong narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately ignored Pan Yujun and the others, and walked directly back to Luo Bing and the others.
At this time, when he heard Pan Yujun's voice, Hou Qiulin's face was not very good-looking. Considering the antecedents and the current results, he naturally thought clearly. It seemed that Liezhan Beiping's friendship with him was just
It's just a use of him!
"Lao Hou, we don't want to keep anyone here. We have our own place to keep people. Let's go."
Luo Bing snorted softly. After all, Lao Hou was also from the Storm Camp, so he didn't have to sit in the Liehuo Martial Arts Hall to suffer.
At this moment, Hou Qiulin's communication watch suddenly rang. After looking at the caller ID, he curled his lips slightly with a trace of ridicule, and Hou Qiulin hung up the call directly.
"let's go."
Hou Qiulin did not hesitate any longer, and now the seven people from Storm Team 6 strode straight out of the martial arts gym.
The caller was clearly Lie Zhanbei. For him to call in such a timely manner, it was obvious that he had been watching. This confirmed that it was indeed his design...
Knowing Pan Yujun's background, knowing Pan Yujun's personality, and knowing Pan Yujun's endless harassment to Tan Li and Lie Zhanbei, Hou Qiulin could understand why he had such a design, but if Lie Zhanbei really regarded him as a friend
, at least you should discuss it with him before designing!
"Uncle Ying, let's go too, take me to the hospital."
Following Wang Dong and the others, Pan Yujun and Uncle Ying also left quickly.
On the sixth floor, Lie Zhanbei and Tan Li looked very ugly.
The purpose of their design seemed to have been achieved, but with Pan Yujun's roar... Lie Zhanbei's bold and upright image suddenly collapsed in half.
"Cousin, you really shouldn't rely on Sister Tan for everything."
Shaking her head in her heart, Huang Ying didn't stay here any longer. She said goodbye to Tan Lie and then hurried downstairs.
"Zhan Bei, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it beforehand."
There were only two people in the quiet room. Tan Li took a deep breath and was the first to break the silence.
"I don't blame you, you know, no matter what you want to do, I will support you."
Reluctantly letting a smile appear on his face, Lie Zhanbei hugged Tan Li and said: "And, anyway, our goal has been achieved. Pan Yujun can no longer stay. In the future, as long as he is careful in school
If he takes a few steps, everything will be fine."
"But in the martial arts hall..."
Tan Li's expression did not calm down at all. She also did not expect that in her plan, Lie Zhanbei did not deliberately do anything. He just naturally had more contact with Coach Hou, and Pan Yujun figured out the key.
.
"It's okay, don't forget, the third generation of the Lie family, I am the only one who has the most hope of becoming a war general. No matter what others think or think, grandpa and my dad, they will only list me as the sole heir to the museum.
"
Things had already happened, so there was no need to regret anymore. He shook his head, as if to throw away all the troubling things. Soon, Liezhan North returned to its usual calmness.
In a martial arts school, strength is the most important thing. As long as he can become a warrior, others will only rely on him and not dare to disobey him.
"At that time, after I have avenged Tan Li, I will formally propose to her!"
In his heart, Lie Zhanbei has already thought about everything about the future.
And holding Lie Zhanbei tightly, feeling the sense of security brought by his broad chest, Tan Li gently closed her eyes... If it weren't for this man, maybe she wouldn't have been able to hold on when Tan Hai had an accident.