Super King of Soldiers in the City

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The phone rang and Wang Fan quickly connected the phone.

"Something is not right. The car you mentioned stopped at the famous club. Neither Song Rumei nor Gao Mingyang's mobile phones were turned off. The displayed location is also the famous club."

Mo Gen's voice seemed a little surprised.

"Really?" Wang Fan frowned. "It seems that this is a conspiracy against me. Well, thank you for the matter tonight. I will hang up first."

Wang Fan hung up the phone and galloped away to the famous club.

It's a blatant provocation by Gao Mingyang's move. Don't think, the famous club has already set up an ambush.

Wang Fan was rushing to the famous club. Suddenly he saw a barbecue stall not far away. His eyes lit up. After buying something at the barbecue stall, he continued to rush to the famous club.

Famous club.

Tonight there was no hustle and bustle of the past, and the entire club seemed very quiet.

Fifty swordsmen were ambushed on the ground floor. These swordsmen were all funded by Gao Mingyang. Yang Haifeng was invited from the provincial capital. All of them are brave and good at fighting, and they are all masters who can beat five.

There are not so many people on the second floor, only ten people. These ten people are also well-known and funded, but they were invited by the mysterious Lin Shao behind Yang Haifeng.

It is said that they are all well-known mercenaries in the world, and the price of each person is worth 50 people on the upper level.

On the third floor, apart from Gao Mingyang, Song Rumei, and the four beauties, there are only two.

The two were fat and thin, and they looked ordinary, but they gave people an unfathomable feeling, which was very strange.

They were not invited by high-profile people to spend money, but received orders to kill Wang Fan. But looking at the current situation, it seems that they don't need them to shoot at all.

Gao Mingyang does not know their specific identities, but he is extremely respectful of them. Because Lin Shao said, these two people can't be offended.

Song Rumei woke up, and the first thing she saw was high fame.

Rubbing her sore head, she stood up a few seconds later, "How can I be here? Gao Mingyang, you kidnapped me? What do you want to do?"

Song Rumei's face was very ugly, she immediately guessed that she had been secretly calculated.

"You can't talk nonsense." Gao Mingyang's face was very calm. "Do you look like you are abducted? I just invite you to come and see a good show."

Song Rumei was speechless for a while, really as Gao Mingyang said, her hands and feet were not bound, and there was no meaning of being kidnapped at all.

However, Song Rumei was not stupid, and soon thought of something, "Are you using me as a bait to deal with Wang Fan?"

Papa!

Gao Mingyang slapped twice, "It's worthy of being the famous president of the beautiful iceberg in Jinzhou City. IQ is high, and you guessed it."

"You are despicable." Song Rumei cried, and then took out her phone. "If you want to use me as a bait against Wang Fan, don't dream. I won't let you succeed."

Song Rumei was dumbfounded. She just opened the lock screen, and with a jingle, the phone turned off automatically when there was no electricity.

Looking back at Gao Mingyang, only to see the **** on his face, as if everything was what he expected.

"Gao Mingyang, you are a decent person. I originally thought you were hypocritical. Now I know that you are not only hypocritical, but also mean."

Song Rumei said coldly to Gao Mingyang and got up and planned to leave.

But she had just taken two steps, and suddenly her hands were pressed on her shoulders, and she was pressed down.

"Song Song, I advise you to be honest here for a while."

"Yeah, although we are so sorry for Xiangxiyu, we can't bear you, but our sisters won't pity Xiangxixiyu."

Gao Mingyang, one of the two beautiful women generals, said while sulking while holding Song Rumei.

Song Rumei was angry, but she didn't continue to struggle. She knew it was futile.

Forcing himself to calm down, Song Rumei looked at the first and second floors.

From their perspective, they can just take a look at all the situations on the first and second floors.

When looking clearly at the dozens of swordmen on the first floor and the ten brutal mercenaries on the second floor, Song Rumei's heart sank to the bottom.

In this formation, Wang Fan only needs to come, it is nine dead and no life!

For a time, Song Rumei's whole heart fell into a state of contradiction.

On the one hand, she hopes that Wang Fan can rush to the crown and appear here.

On the other hand, she did not want Wang Fan to die.

Gao Mingyang looked at Song Rumei's ever-changing complexion, his face was quiet, but his heart was full of distortion.

Bitch woman, you are a **** woman! Later, when you are begging Lao Tzu, let's see how Lao Tzu humiliates you!

Gao Mingyang didn't believe it. Song Rumei would rather see Wang Fan being hacked to death than asking for himself.

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Wang Fan soon came to the famous club. After he got off the bus, he walked to the door of the club and raised his leg.

"Grandchildren, grandpa, I'm here, hurry up and come out." Wang Fan stepped into the hall and began to scream.

The arrogant tone, the eyes that blasted the sky, and the world was full of wood.

Fifty swordsmen had already been waiting impatiently. When Wang Fan appeared, he was still so arrogant. His head was hot, and he rushed past with a knife.

"Lying Groove!" Wang Fan burst into a big slur, and ran away without saying anything. "You grandchildren who killed thousands of knives are really obedient. I just carried the knife and asked for a red envelope.

Fifty swordsmen are almost exploding.

It's too shameless to have wood, too disrespectful of people's occupation. I want your sister's red envelopes, I came here to cut people, not to ask for red envelopes.

They were so angry that they chucked and chased Wang Fan. They must cut the **** into meat sauce to let him know who is the real grandson.

Only, they soon dumbfounded.

I saw that Wang Fan quickly ran into the Hummer that didn't turn off, stepped on the accelerator, and slammed into them.

Wang Fan was still grinning in the car, "Wow, haha, grandchildren, play with bumper cars. Whoever hits me, I will give you a big red envelope."

Fifty knives were irritating enough, and they were scared enough, where there were other thoughts and thoughts, and quickly hid in all directions.

That's a Hummer, not to mention a Hummer. Even if it's broken bread, they can't bear their flesh. Only brain damage will hit the body.

It's just that although their response is not slow, the speed is half a beat.

There was a thumping sound, at least a dozen people were hit and flew up, and at the same time the blood screamed, a screaming scream was made.

Those guys who flew up were full of fear in their eyes, but full of suffocation in their hearts.

Shameless, too shameless.

They are swordsmen, they are here to cut people. Now that no one has even chopped off, he was knocked off. Is there such a fun? How good the station is.

"Huh, the **** flying trapeze, it's not bad. It's just that there are too few people flying."

Wang Fan yelled shamelessly, driving the Hummer backwards and backwards, turning around and hitting the remaining people.

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