The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

Qing Wanjiang didn't talk to Yang Yunfan about the grievances between him and Mo Ruhai, but only said that it was his junior brother named Mo Ruhai, contact him when you arrive in Bashi, and he will take you to sign up for the Martial Arts Conference.

In fact, even if he knew it, he wouldn't care, the matter between them had something to do with him, he just wanted a ticket to the Martial Arts Conference.

Qishamen wants to use his strength to become famous, so he needs to participate in the competition with the help of Qishamen's quota, mutual benefit, and no one owes anyone.

After driving to the destination, it was a small manor, but it was much smaller than the Tang family's manor. It was the city center, but this could only be regarded as a suburb, and the two could not be compared at all.

Yang Yunfan got out of the car, knocked on the door, waited for a while, but no one came to open the door for him, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

It doesn't matter if there is no one there, but he clearly sensed that someone was inside, which is a bit unreasonable, thinking about it, he knocked hard twice again.

However, another 3 minutes passed, but still no one came to open the door. Yang Yunfan's face was a little ugly, and the voice was so loud, it was impossible not to hear it, so the biggest possibility was intentional.

Since he didn't open the door, Yang Yunfan decided to leave. As for the reason, he didn't bother to find out, just give Qing Wanjiang a call at that time.

After turning around for less than a moment, someone opened the door, and a young man in his 20s came out, followed by several people.

Feeling a little bit, they are all ancient warriors in the realm of masters, which made Yang Yunfan sneer in his heart, as expected, he pretended not to hear it on purpose.

You must know that after your strength reaches the level of a master, you can clearly hear even the slightest movement within a hundred meters, not to mention the loud knocking on the door yourself.

The young man stared at Yang Yunfan with an uneasy expression, and shouted, "Who is that, were you kicking the door just now?"

"No, just now I saw someone kicked twice, and then ran over there." Yang Yunfan turned his head and glanced at him lightly. From his tone and words, he could feel that he was deliberately finding fault. So Yang Yunfan didn't bother to waste time here.

Yang Yunfan would rather not do things that are mutually beneficial and cause trouble for himself, as if he owes favors to others, and this feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

After finishing speaking, Yang Yunfan stretched out his hand to pull the car door, ready to leave. As for the phone call, I believe Qing Wanjiang will call him soon.

After all, even if I can't get the quota of Qishamen, but now there are so many martial arts families, there is always someone willing to give it to me. If the cooperation fails, it doesn't matter if I buy it myself.

But if Qishamen doesn't cooperate with him, what kind of candidates can they come up with, not to mention young disciples in the realm of masters, even the peak masters don't have them, and it's basically a dream to stand out in the martial arts conference!

So, I agreed to Qing Wanjiang to thank him for telling me about the martial arts conference, but the kindness was wasted by themselves, and I can't say that I am not moral.

The young man was startled, as if he hadn't expected Yang Yunfan to answer like this, and he came back to his senses after a while, as if he had become angry from embarrassment.

"You're still arguing, you're the only one here, who else is it?" The young man rushed to Yang Yunfan with a stride, and stretched out his hand to press the car door.

However, at this moment, Yang Yunfan moved, and slowly raised his hand, which happened to be clasped on his wrist, and then looked up at the young man coldly.

The young man's complexion changed suddenly, he only felt a pain in his wrist, all the strength in his body disappeared without a trace, and his body almost went limp.

"Don't touch my car, you won't be able to pay for it being dirty if you touch it." Yang Yunfan said lightly, shaking his arm, he was in a bad mood at first, and this guy came to touch his bad luck, it's just natural Find a dead end.

The young man suddenly felt a huge force coming, and he couldn't help but retreated a few steps to the side, then fell to the ground, his face flushed red with anger, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Brother." Seeing this scene, the few people behind ran up one after another, shouting with concern.

The young man named General Mo Tun practiced ancient martial arts since he was a child. He is just 23 years old. He is already a late master ancient martial artist. He has always been extremely proud and calls himself a genius.

Originally, he was planning to participate in this Martial Arts Conference, thinking that he would be able to kill all directions in the Martial Arts Conference and become famous in China.

But just two days ago, his father told him that the master called and said that someone named Yang Yunfan would represent Qishamen in the competition, and asked them to prepare the Qishamen and take Yang Yunfan to the Martial Arts Conference to sign up.

Under such circumstances, how could General Mo Tun be convinced? Someone knocked on the door today, and he saw Yang Yunfan through surveillance. After comparing the photos, he knew that this was the person the leader said was representing Qishamen to participate in the Martial Arts Conference.

So when he heard Yang Yunfan's knock on the door, he pretended not to hear it. His father was inside, and there was nothing wrong with it. He knew that his father must agree with him.

Originally, he was thinking that when Yang Yunfan broke in, he would pretend not to know him, and beat him up as if he were a thief, and then see if he still had the face to participate in the martial arts conference for Qishamen.

In this case, he will not offend the head of the sect, and if he helps his father earn enough face, he can still snatch back the spot in the Martial Arts Conference, which is simply killing three birds with one stone.

Who knew that Yang Yunfan didn't go the way he wanted, and knocked on the door twice, but when no one opened the door, he turned around and left.

Yang Yunfan's actions caught him off guard. You must know that he deliberately made a little noise before, just to tell Yang Yunfan that there is someone in the room, so you should rush in.

Now that the person has come, how could Mo Tun let Yang Yunfan go, so he came out directly, wanting to find an excuse to teach Yang Yunfan a lesson, who knew that he was caught carelessly for a while.

That's right, General Mo Tun didn't think Yang Yunfan was so powerful. Seeing that he didn't have the slightest aura of an ancient warrior, he took it for granted that his strength was not strong, and he was detained just now because of his own carelessness.

In a careless way, having suffered such a big loss, how could Mo Tun, who has always been proud, endure it? He just felt extremely humiliated. If this situation is not restored, how can he convince all the juniors and younger sisters in the future.

"I'm not only going to touch your car today, I'm going to smash it too." Mo Tun's face was extremely ferocious, probably caused by anger, and when his strength recovered, he jumped up, raised his fist and ran straight. Yang Yunfan's car.

The speed wasn't too slow, but it was a pity that he met Yang Yunfan, who was in the late stage of the master, and the visualization in the middle was a big difference.

In front of Yang Yunfan, his speed was similar to that of a child running, and he didn't notice it at all. After a slight sway, he was already in front of him, and slowly raised his hand to grab his fist.