Jin Wuwei shook his neck, making a horrifying sound of bones grinding, and suddenly opened his legs and ran towards Ding Fan.
While running, Jin Wuwei hit him with a fist with bulging veins.
Take the move!
With a bang, Ding Fan's body was knocked back, and he quickly took ten steps back with his legs alternately before stopping.
Just now, Ding Fan only used five points of his energy to test the current Jin Wuwei. It was obvious that he was far more powerful than imagined. The person standing in front of him was not even a living dead, but a dead man.
A crappy tool.
Kill Ding Fan!
Jin Wuwei's gray pupils shrank to a point, and he ran over again. Ding Fan turned sideways to avoid the heavy punch, and Leng Ling'er stepped out to disturb Jin Wuwei.
In just one second, Ding Fan had already circled behind Jin Wuwei and struck out with a heavy punch. There was another crunching sound, and half of Jin Wuwei's arms relaxed, looking weird and terrifying.
Jin Wuwei turned around, looked over his shoulder, and then looked at Ding Fan with empty eyes.
Whoosh!
A horrifying scene happened. Jin Wuwei actually shook his beaten shoulders and waved a twisted arm towards Ding Fan.
This all works!
Extremely perverted!
Ding Fan pulled off the flying sword from his neck and injected his true energy into it. With his cultivation at the Golden Core stage, his application of the flying sword reached a new level. He saw that the sword hair on it increased sharply, and the sound of the sword buzzed, expanding to
It is the size of a normal sword.
"Go to hell!"
With a violent roar, Ding Fan swung his sword. This time, half of Jin Wuwei's shoulder was flattened, and the thrown arm was still scratching on the ground.
"It's really disgusting. If I die like this, I would rather disappear into ashes." Leng Ling'er spat.
Whoosh!
Jin Wuwei stubbornly ran forward again, but Ding Fan's punch was empty. The guy's body actually twisted into an incredible arc and turned to his side. The other fist was swung from Ding Fan's ear with the sound of whistling wind.
After another second's delay, Ding Fan avoided it with Leng Ling'er's cooperation, and the flying sword thrust out again, with a pop, directly penetrating Jin Wuwei's body.
Cunning has memory. Jin Wuwei ignored the hole in his chest and took off a thorn belt from his waist. It was made of unknown material, black metal, with runes all over it, and Yin Qi lingering on it.
childish!
Ding Fan snorted coldly, but heard Leng Ling'er exclaim, "Xiaofan, I'm trapped by him!"
I was shocked to find out that this belt was specially designed to deal with Leng Ling'er.
The bottom line was trampled over and over again, and Ding Fan was filled with rage. He hit Jin Wuwei with a palm, causing him to tremble a few times. His muscles and bones were broken, and he almost turned into a pile of mud and collapsed on the ground.
Never change your stubbornness!
Now that it was over, Jin Wuwei squirmed twice like a snake, hugged Ding Fan's leg, and opened his mouth to bite.
Taking a deep breath, Ding Fan couldn't bear it any longer. The Heavenly Alliance Order appeared on his right palm, and with one strike, there was no more Jin Wuwei in the world!
Looking at the broken pieces on the ground, Ding Fan felt calm. He clenched his fist and took back the Tianmeng order, and ordered: "Ling'er, go find Xiao Lei first."
Leng Ling'er searched quickly and came back to report, "Xiaofan, Xiaolei is not here. I have searched everywhere."
Ding Fan frowned slightly. At this moment, his cell phone rang. It was Mu Xiaolei. He quickly answered the call.
"Brother Fan, are you looking for me?" Mu Xiaolei asked, and there was Li Ruojing's voice calling next to him. He must have returned to the company, and Ding Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Lei, where did you go just now?"
"I, I'm going out to buy something." Mu Xiaolei hesitated.
Ding Fan's face immediately darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Why, you learned to lie with me?"
"Brother Fan, I really went out to buy something just now, and I met a thief. He stole a sister's cell phone and was chased. He put it in my pocket, and then framed me for stealing it. He turned into a good person who caught the thief.
"There is no surveillance there yet, so we can't tell clearly." Mu Xiaolei said angrily.
"How did you deal with it in the end?"
"The sister who lost the phone thought I was a child, so she complained a few times and left without pursuing further."
"Those who are pure will themselves be cleansed, so why did you cover it up just now?"
"Hey, I couldn't be more angry. I put my mobile phone on the thief when no one was prepared. I followed him to a crowded place and shouted to catch the thief, so I caught him." Mu Xiaolei was very proud.
Ding Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he was also a master who never suffered any losses.
"Xiao Lei, you are still a child after all." Ding Fan sighed slightly.
"Brother Fan, that man is a thief. It's wrong to steal from anyone. We can't let him get away with it. I think I did the right thing." Mu Xiaolei mustered up his courage.
"Have you learned how to be stubborn?" Ding Fan said solemnly.
"That's what it is!"
"Xiao Lei, have you ever thought that this might be a conspiracy?" Ding Fan asked.
Mu Xiaolei is such a smart man. Thinking that Ding Fan was looking for him everywhere during this period, he quickly understood and said in surprise: "What, is someone using me to threaten Brother Fan?"
"That's pretty much what it means, but it's been taken care of."
Mu Xiaolei was silent for a moment and choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, Brother Fan, I was wrong."
"I can't blame you for this, but someone must accompany you when you go out from now on." Ding Fan warned.
"oh."
Mu Xiaolei was full of reluctance and had no private space at all. This is the trouble of being a celebrity. But Ding Fan told him that he must do it. At worst, when he finds little beggar friends in the future, he can just bring Jiang Yunpeng or Pan Zhian with him.
Mu Xiaolei's incident sounded a wake-up call for Ding Fan. The other party lost his patience and had already started to attack the people around him.
Back at Fuyunju, Ye Duckweed had prepared an exquisite dinner for him. As soon as he finished eating, he received a call from Borit.
"Hello, Mr. Borritt!"
"Hello, Fan, how are you doing lately?"
"TOEFL, everything went well."
"There is a saying in your country: No matter what happens, go to the Three Treasures Palace. I have something to ask for." Mr. Han Yutong likes to show off.
Ding Fan smiled, "Mr. Borit is a tycoon in the fashion industry. What can I do for you?"
"Tianzong, if the Ruixue Group wants to participate, can it increase its capital?" Borit got straight to the point.
"How much investment does your group plan to invest?" Ding Fan asked.
"In the early stage, about five billion."
The default unit is US dollars. Ding Fan is a little worried. There is too much money and he can't spend it all, but investors are coming one after another.
"We need to hold a meeting to discuss it. There is another matter that needs to be informed in advance. The investor cannot decide the investment direction."
"This is natural. Fan, I'm waiting for your good news."
Wu Yahuan was beside him, and he roughly guessed it. He happily sat next to him and said, "Xiaofan, does Borit want to invest too?"
"Yes, five billion U.S. dollars." Ding Fan stretched out his hand and suddenly thought that the Heavenly Alliance Order above would shatter Jin Wuwei, and he was a little dazed.
Wu Yahuan thought that Ding Fan was worried about increasing capital, and said nonchalantly: "The four major families definitely have no objection, but Lanzhou University has a sense of crisis. He is not the only one with foreign funds. Hehe, just let you be the chairman. They