The elegant middle-aged man's voice was hysterical, and the eyes he looked at Wang Fan were full of prayer.
It's not easy for him to cultivate to the level of Xuanjing Shen. He really doesn't want to die.
After countless years of hard work, countless years of fighting, and countless struggles of life and death, he finally got to this point. If he died like this, how unjust would he be?
Wang Fan looked at the elegant middle-aged man and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, have you made a mistake? It's not that I want to kill you, it's the Young Master who wants to kill you. I'm just giving my own suggestions."
As he spoke, he was sneering in his heart.
Big price? Do you really think that Wang Fan has never seen the cultivation resources?
What's more, as a defender, this guy actually sat back and watched Mo Qianli and others kill him without doing anything. This kind of behavior is simply more despicable than Mo Qianli and others.
At least, people like Mo Qianli are just doing things with money.
But this guy doesn't do anything even after taking money. This kind of person is even more hateful and deserves to be killed.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Wang Fan had not been capable, he would have been killed.
And if he dies, who will seek justice for him?
Therefore, Wang Fan has no sympathy for this elegant middle-aged man at all.
In his opinion, this guy deserves to die.
When the elegant middle-aged man heard Wang Fan's words, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then looked at Huang Xiaoran with a pleading look on his face.
He knew that begging Wang Fan would have no effect, and now he could only beg Huang Xiaoran.
Huang Xiaoran couldn't help but frown slightly, cursing secretly in his heart.
However, he did not hesitate much and directly waved his hand and said: "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. If you ignore the rules of my city lord's mansion, you should naturally be killed."
As he spoke, he waved his hand: "Kill him."
When the two monks who were controlling the elegant middle-aged people heard this, they didn't hesitate at all. With a sigh, they led the elegant middle-aged people out of the Holy Emperor Tower.
The elegant middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he begged for mercy sternly. The look he looked at Wang Fan was full of endless resentment.
However, Wang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.
With a bang, blood suddenly splashed, the elegant middle-aged man's screams stopped, and his body slowly fell down.
He never thought that he would die because of such a small thing.
If he had known this, he should not have indulged Mo Qianli and others, or he should have killed Wang Fan at all costs just now.
If Wang Fan dies, Huang Xiaoran will definitely not embarrass him again, even if it means punishment, he will definitely not die.
Although he is not considered a top powerhouse in the late stage of Xuanjing Shen, he is still very valued.
When Huang Xiaoran saw the elegant middle-aged man being killed, his expression didn't change much. He looked at Wang Fan and said, "Brother Wang, I wonder if you have time, let's go to the teahouse to sit down?"
Wang Fan smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Huang, let's find time later. I'm really sorry, I still have some things to discuss with God."
When Huang Xiaoran heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Obviously, he didn't expect that even though he came with sincerity and killed the elegant middle-aged man, Wang Fan would still be so disrespectful.
The people behind him showed obvious anger.
The look he looked at Wang Fan seemed to indicate that this guy was really trying to get his nose in and didn't even give him any face.
Wang Fan ignored those people, just looked at Huang Xiaoran with a smile, and said seriously: "I really have something to do, and I will definitely talk to Brother Huang when I have time."
Huang Xiaoran remained calm on the surface, but the fists hidden in his sleeves couldn't help but clenched.
This Wang Fan is so disrespectful. He doesn't take him seriously at all. It's really abominable.
But now, he can't have an attack yet, so he can only smile and say: "In that case, I won't bother you, we will continue when we have time."
Wang Fan nodded.
Huang Xiaoran felt like he had eaten shit and left with an aggrieved look on his face.
"Young City Master, that guy is really disrespectful. Even if he is a monster on the Saint Emperor's top 100 list, even if he is expected to enter the top five, so what? To put it bluntly, he is not just an ant of the Saint Emperor?"
"Yes, Young City Master, this guy is simply too much. You have already personally arrived and killed Brother Ge to show your sincerity, yet he is still like this."
"It's too much. It's really too much. I really want to teach him a lesson."
After Huang Xiaoran walked out of the Holy Emperor Tower, the monks who followed him couldn't help but be filled with righteous indignation.
Thinking of Wang Fan, they gnashed their teeth. It was so disrespectful and shameful. It was as if they were being punished with a toast but not eating.
The smile on Huang Xiaoran's face has also disappeared, replaced by a cold look.
"Don't provoke him. Just wait and see. If he is interested and willing to follow me, I am still willing to give him a chance."
"If he doesn't know what's interesting, don't blame me for being rude. This is Huangtian City, and I'm not that Wu Lan."
"Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. If they can't be used by me, then I will kill them directly."
Huang Xiaoxiao's face was extremely gloomy, but his voice was extremely calm.
If Tianlao hadn't been in the Holy Emperor Tower, and the Holy Emperor Tower wasn't so easy to mess with, he would have taken action long ago.
When the followers heard this, they gritted their teeth and nodded.
If Wang Fan hadn't shown strong combat power today, people like Huang Xiaoran would not have come forward at all, let alone recruit Wang Fan.
You should know that even Zhou Wu, another top 100 evildoer in Huangtian City who was defeated by Wang Fan, was not recruited by Huang Xiaoran.
Although there were countless family forces in Huangtian City who wanted to recruit Zhou Wu, and had extended olive branches more than once, Huang Xiaoran did not.
The people he conquered were either top-notch strong men or top-notch evildoers. Take the few people around him now as an example. If you pick anyone at random, they can beat Mo Qianli.
Holy Emperor Tower.
After Huang Xiaoran and his party left, Tianlao looked at Wang Fan and said with a smile: "Boy, that's the Young City Master of Huangtian City. It's not a good idea for you to offend him like this, right? You won't seek survival in Huangtian City in the future?"
When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help blinking his eyes and said innocently: "God, what are you talking about? When did I offend him?"
Having said this, he couldn't help but smile flatteringly: "What's more, don't I still have you? With you here, why should I be afraid of him? I am yours, I am a member of the Holy Emperor Tower, if he deals with me
, you won’t just sit back and watch, right?”
When Tian Lao heard this, he rolled his eyes, rolled his eyes at Wang Fan, and said calmly: "That's a person from the City Lord's Mansion, you better ask for your own blessings. Count on me, old man, hehe, don't dream in broad daylight."
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When Wang Fan heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "God, if you say that, then I will leave."
With that said, he turned and left.
Everyone is shocked, this little bastard, is this too realistic?
"Ahem, okay, old man, I was wrong, I will protect you, come back."
With that said, the old man waved his hand and immediately caught Wang Fan back.
Wang Fan said with a smile: "God, don't get me wrong, I'm just joking. I haven't fought for you or won glory for you, so how could I leave?"