City: I am possessed by a mildew god, and I draw S-level exercises at the beginning

Beside Wan Zixuan, a young man in a black formal suit was obviously the leader, and Wan Zixuan was always leaning sideways to curry favor with him.

The name of this person is Wang Meng, and his family is in the seafood business in Nanjiang City. He is also a typical rich second generation and playboy.

Not only is Wang Meng's family richer than Wan Zixuan's, but he is also better at martial arts. After all, he has received orthodox martial arts inheritance since childhood.

"Why didn't you see that girl Xu Wanying after walking around?" Wang Meng asked.

"Meng Shao, don't worry, today's conference is the focus of the province, and it's impossible for their Feilong Group not to come." Wan Zixuan said with a smile.

Wang Meng lit a cigarette, "By the way, I heard that He Jiang also came to your Beijiang City some time ago. Have you heard about what he did?"

"Well... I don't have any friendship with He Jiang, I just heard that someone beat me." Wan Zixuan replied.

Wang Meng spat and said impatiently, "I didn't fucking ask you about the result."

Wan Zixuan smiled shyly, and didn't dare to answer back, "Young Master Meng, I really don't know much about the others, why don't I ask someone to ask you?"

"Well, I don't need it for now. Do you know who is standing next to the Porsche? It looks very attractive." Wang Meng pointed to the side with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Who?" Wan Zixuan looked in the direction of Wang Meng's finger, saw who that person was, and almost blurted out the word "grass"...

Wan Zixuan will never forget that night at the Red Leaf Hotel three or four days ago. He was thrown out by Brother Dao's people in front of so many people. It was a shame in life!

Even if Xiao Yao turned into ashes, Wan Zixuan would not admit his mistake!
"Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, if you want to blame it, you have to blame your bad luck and seek your own death!" Wan Zixuan thought to himself.

Wan Zixuan rolled his eyes and immediately had an idea in his mind.

"Young Master Meng, that kid's name is Xiao Yao. It turns out that the only son of the Xiao family, but the Xiao family collapsed. He disappeared for several years, and only recently came back suddenly."

"Oh? He is Xiao Yao? I've heard about the Xiao family before." Wang Meng nodded.

"I heard that he seems to have learned martial arts in the years when he disappeared, so he is very crazy. Many people in Beijiang don't like him recently!" Wan Zixuan continued to add fuel.

"Have you ever studied martial arts? It's interesting." Wang Meng rubbed his chin, "Anyway, idleness is idleness. Since so many people don't like him, why don't I move around a little bit and help you vent your anger."

Wan Zixuan was overjoyed when he heard that, and pretended to be adoring, "Really? That's really great! Someone should teach him a lesson, so that he can understand the truth that there are people beyond the human world."

Wang Meng grinned coldly, and walked towards Xiao Yao, "You guys stay here and watch carefully."

"Okay!"

On Xiao Yao's side, he had already sensed that someone was paying attention to him. After he glanced at a group of young people, he didn't feel at ease, but he didn't expect that the other party would come here to make trouble for no reason.

"You are Xiao Yao?" Wang Meng stood in front of Xiao Yao with an extremely disdainful expression.

Xiao Yao took a look, but didn't recognize him, "What's the matter?"

Wang Meng sneered: "I heard that you have practiced martial arts for several years?"

The other party spoke impolitely, Xiao Yao naturally stopped being polite, and replied: "What does it have to do with you?"

The smile on Wang Meng's face was even bigger, and he said disdainfully: "I heard that you are crazy, but I didn't expect that you are really crazy. Do you know that there is a price to pay for being crazy without strength?"