Commander Yan of the Jiangnan War Department, carrying two stars on his shoulders, is a lieutenant general, and his status is even higher than that of Mr. Meng.
With his status, only generals with three stars on their shoulders or some founding fathers can suppress him.
But how many such people are there in the entire country of China?
It can be said that Zhao Yuan, as the nephew of Commander Yan, has such a background, which is equivalent to having a gold medal to avoid death.
Unfortunately, he met Li Wenchan.
The myth of the world and the important weapon of the country.
Even the top leaders of the Hua Kingdom want to win over Li Wenchan. What does a little Zhao Yuan mean?
"What, Brother Yuan is dead?"
At this time, many powerful disciples who had been staying in the middle hall followed Meng Jingxing out.
When they saw Zhao Yuan's body on the ground, they were all shocked and couldn't believe it.
They thought it was Zhao Yuan who killed someone, but they never thought that it was Zhao Yuan who died.
This scene had a severe impact on their hearts.
In Jiangnan, someone dared to touch Zhao Yuan. Even Meng Jingxing would not dare to do such a thing.
"Prince, you are finally here. You have to make the decision for us. This son is so crazy that he actually kills people in broad daylight. Does he still have the law in his eyes? Is there still the king's law?"
Mistress Zhou was panicked, her face was full of fear, and she almost rolled and crawled away to Meng Jingxing.
Meng Jingxing's face was gloomy, as he did not expect this situation.
If Zhao Yuan dies, Commander Yan will feel uncomfortable once he is blamed.
"You are so brave!"
His eyes were as bright as swords, staring straight at Li Wenchan.
He is not angry, but when he is angry, he is like the king of beasts, roaring in the forest, and an aura like the 'King's Qi' quickly comes over him.
"Incredible!"
Behind Li Wenchan.
Master Huang, Master Lin and Master Lu were all secretly surprised.
Based on their status, they have seen many people who have been in high positions for a long time, but in terms of aura, they are far inferior to Meng Jingxing.
"This son has what it takes to become a king."
Several people were surprised.
If you look at a person like Meng Jingxing in ancient times, he would have become a prince. He could be crowned king and prime minister. His official rank would reach the first rank. He would have countless followers and countless loyal ministers under his command.
In modern times, he also has the opportunity to enter the capital for further study, and may become a central giant in the future.
However, when his "kingly aura" arrived at Li Wenchan's place, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea without making any waves.
Even though Meng Jingxing is a hidden dragon with unlimited potential.
But Li Wenchan is like the starry sky and the sea, absorbing everything and being unfathomable.
He looked at Meng Jingxing, and after a moment, he said calmly: "Zhiyuan looks nothing like your dad, but you and your dad are almost carved out of the same mold."
"You know Zhiyuan, and you know my dad?"
Meng Jingxing looked surprised, "Who are you?"
"Your dad and I still have some old grudges that have never been resolved."
In the old high school days, he had not forgotten the humiliation Meng Pingjiang had done to him in order to get him to break up with Meng Zhiyuan.
Those two slaps at that time left a deep impression on him!
But there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor.
He didn't even bother to play the game of repaying debts from father to son.
"For Meng Zhiyuan's sake, I'm going to let you go today and get out of my way."
As soon as Li Wenchan spoke, Meng Jingxing's face suddenly darkened.
Who is he?
The number one young man in the south of the Yangtze River was called the 'Prince', but now Li Wenchan actually told him to get lost in a tone that sounded like he was telling a beggar to go away. To him, this was a naked humiliation.
"I don't know what grudges you have with my dad, and I don't care why you know Zhiyuan. But just because you killed Zhao Yuan today and dare to speak to me like this, you must pay the price with blood!"
Meng Jingxing's tone was cold, and every word was filled with chill.
Madam Zhou on the side suddenly beamed with joy.
Meng Jingxing was obviously really angry.
She believed that with the energy of Mengjingxing, Li Wenchan would definitely die today.
Li Wenchan's eyes were lowered, like a god or Buddha, overlooking the world. His tone was so light, but there was an unrivaled domineering tone: "I usually only give people one chance. I tell you to get out. If you don't
Get out of here, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After the words fell, the young men and women around Meng Jingxing could no longer bear it.
"What kind of lunatic is there to talk so brazenly here?"
"Call right away and ask someone to arrest him and throw him into prison!"
"That's right. At this point, this kid actually thinks he can compete with us on his own?"
These young people and Meng Jingxing were a small group. They usually roamed the south of the Yangtze River and looked down upon everyone. Now Li Wenchan dared to be so arrogant and didn't take them seriously at all.
This arrogant attitude also completely angered them.
Especially Madam Zhou, who was so frightened just now that her face turned pale, now felt that she could do it again, and sneered again and again: "Boy, don't you still know who Prince Meng is? Behind the prince, there is the center of the capital.
Giant, as long as you say one word, no matter how big your backing is, it will collapse on the spot!"
Central giant.
There are no more than ten people in the entire country of China who can be worthy of these four words.
Each one of them is the white jade pillar holding the sky in the sky, the purple golden beam bridging the sea, and has a truly overwhelming status.
Even figures like Lu Tianshi and Commander Yan would shy away from the central giants.
"This Li Wenchan is already very powerful. If it weren't for Prince Meng, I don't think anyone of the younger generation in Jiangnan could hold him down. Unfortunately, Prince Meng is even better."
"Yes, that is a central giant. With just a piece of paper, he can dispatch an army. In the face of national power, what does personal power mean?"
"Once the power of the country is exerted, it is like an overwhelming force, and the force is like a collapse of the sky. It cannot be resisted by an individual's power."
People around were talking a lot.
The central giant represents the country. Compared with the power of the country, how small is the power of an individual?
Everyone knows how powerful China is. It is a powerful country in the world. It knows the launch code of nuclear bombs and ranks among the top three among the world's great powers.
"Mom, will Brother Chan win?"
Chu Luoluo took Liang Huixiang's hand and asked cautiously.
Liang Huixiang opened her mouth, and finally gave a wry smile, unable to speak. Of course she hoped that Li Wenchan would win, but this Prince Meng was really menacing, with a huge background behind him.
"Luoluo, your brother Wenzhan is destined to die today. How can the prince's background be compared to him?" Chu Dong said unceremoniously.
"I don't want to ask about Brother Chan's death." Upon hearing this, Chu Luoluo's eyes suddenly turned red and she looked like she was about to cry.
"Chu Dong, you are simply not worthy of being a father!" Liang Huixiang said angrily.
"Can't you tell the truth?" Chu Dong said disdainfully, "Although Luoluo is still young, I want her to understand in advance that there are some people in this world who must not be messed with."
The couple here looked at each other angrily.
On the other side, Li Xiangnan and Wang Qinglan were married.
His expression changed drastically.
They never expected that this prince's background would be so terrifying.
"Brother will definitely win."
Li Shiyu thought this in his heart.
But she clenched her fists tightly, her palms were full of sweat, and her eyes were more fluid than the stream, as if they were filled with the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and were filled with worry.
At this moment.
Li Wenchan stood there quietly, his eyes lowered, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.
To outsiders, it seemed like he had already given up.
When Prince Meng, Madam Zhou, Liang Tiansheng and others all had smiles of victory on their faces.
Suddenly a cold voice came: "Meng Jingxing, you are using my grandfather's name to pretend to be powerful outside, and you dare to rush into Mr. Li. Who gave you the courage?!"