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Wang Quan looked at him calmly, and sighed: "Little brat, you don't know who you've offended, so let me tell you, soon you'll be kneeling on the floor and slapping my face, too. "

"Even, even your devil father will kneel with you and beat me until I get tired of watching it, do you believe it?"

As he spoke, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Qian Tengyu was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Where did the cockroach jump out, dare to say such shameless words, hit me, hit me hard! Cut off his tongue, and then cut off his face!"

A total of three burly bodyguards rushed towards Wang Quan.

Qian Tengyu also yelled triumphantly: "Boy, I know you have some skills, but you can only beat a few of my men with that skill. These are all elite soldiers under my father's men. They must..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned, looking left and right, with a look of fear on his face.

I saw the three bodyguards flew back after being beaten by Wang Quan, one after another, and landed around him with a bang.

They hugged their chests and wailed endlessly, unable to get up, vomiting blood all over their mouths.

Even Qian Tengyu didn't see how Wang Quan made a move.

Wang Quan clapped his hands, gave him another weird smile, and hooked his fingers: "Would you like to come up and cut my tongue and my face?"

Qian Tengyu took several steps back and pointed at him fiercely: "You...how are you so strong?"

Wang Quan proudly said: "I am so strong."

"fart!"

Qian Tengyu yelled: "You wait for me, now... I will call more people now, and I must kill you! If you have the ability, don't touch me, just wait there!!"

With that said, he took out his cell phone.

Wang Quan shrugged his shoulders and made a gesture of asking you to do whatever you want.

Qian Tengyu yelled: "I, I... have to find more people to beat you to a pulp."

He dialed the number: "Call me more people quickly, call out all the buddies, it takes more people to clean him up!"

After hanging up the phone, Qian Tengyu pointed at Wang Quan's nose fiercely: "You wait for me, I'm here with professional thugs."

In less than 2 minutes, more than a dozen or twenty fat and strong thugs rushed over from the door.

They were fierce and mighty, holding a thick-backed machete in their hands, which was eighty centimeters long and could cut off a bull's head.

Qian Tengyu pointed at Wang Quan: "It's him, kill him for me."

More than a dozen sharp and heavy machetes slashed at Wang Quan's head, and that posture could definitely chop him into dozens of pieces.

Wang Quan retreated quickly, his figure was like a ghost.

Suddenly, he fell backwards.

Those thugs with machetes had already surrounded Wang Quan, and were about to strike at him who was lying on the ground.

Wang Quan's mouth curled up into a sneer, his hands rested on the ground, his two thick legs flew up suddenly, and kicked towards their crotch like lightning.

Immediately, five or six thugs were kicked until they howled fiercely.

They fell over one after another, hindering the attacks of other killers, and some unlucky ones were chopped off by their shoulders and heads by their accomplices.

Immediately, blood splattered everywhere and there was chaos.

As soon as Wang Quan stretched out his hand, he grabbed a machete, jumped up suddenly, and slashed out with his hand.

But it is not the edge of the blade, but the back of the blade!
The thick back of the knife was like an iron rod, hitting the backs of the thugs who were still holding knives one after another.

Their hands exploded with blood, and amidst the screams, the machetes fell to the ground one after another.

Then, they were kicked to the ground by Wang Quan.

Wang Quan stood among the howling thugs, with only a few drops of blood left on his body.

But it wasn't his, but the blood spattered and stained by the wounded thug.

Wang Quan killed more than a dozen thugs with knives in one go, and he was fine.

He waved the machete lightly, pointed at Qian Tengyu, who was standing aside with a pale face and trembling legs, and slowly slid the tip of the machete down.

A drop of blood ticked and fell to the floor.

Qian Tengyu was almost frightened.

He has never seen such a ruthless person, knocking down more powerful thugs in a few rounds!
He backed away slowly, pointing at Wang Quan fiercely: "You...you wait for me, this is your trick, it's not how powerful you are, if...if my thugs know that you have such a powerful skill, I won't be in a hurry to attack you, so I won't... defeat you so quickly!"

"Even, you may be cut off. I will call the third group of people now. If you have the ability, you will wait!"

Wang Quan smiled, put the machete aside, clapped his hands, and said calmly, "Please."

Qian Tengyu gritted his teeth and dialed the number again.

But this time, all the thugs brought by his father had been knocked to the ground by Wang Quan, so he could only call the deity.

At this time, Tie Yinghao brought Qian Wenwu and several brothers into the most luxurious box.

The bosses of the rivers and lakes are usually awesome and arrogant, but now they nodded and bowed one by one, saying hello to the two old men.

Mr. Liu gave them a disgusted look and continued singing.

On the contrary, Mr. Hua was more friendly, he smiled and asked them what was the matter.

Tie Yinghao hurriedly said in a low voice: "Old man, I ran to another room and told these few friends that you were singing here. They were very excited, because in everyone's eyes, you are a first-class master!"

Qian Wenwu hurriedly flattered him further: "Yes, Mr. Hua was so powerful back then, deeply imprinted in our hearts, so you are still the supreme god in our hearts."

"So, I want to visit you and ask you for advice!"

He stretched out a thumb and turned it up so hard that the finger was about to break.

Others quickly stretched out their thumbs, and some stretched out two.

Mr. Liu turned his head and took a look, with disdain on his face: "A bunch of sycophants."

Mr. Hua was still smiling, but he was not elated by being flattered. He was quite indifferent, so he said: "I really have a heart, welcome, come, sit down and have a glass of wine."

So, the gang of heroes headed by Tie Yinghao and Qian Wenwu sat down beside them tremblingly, like kindergarten children.

Not long after, Qian Wenwu received a call from his son.

Qian Wenwu pleaded guilty to Mr. Hua who didn't pay much attention to him, and hurried out to answer the phone.

After connecting, he was taken aback by his son's crying.

Where did this murderous person come from, to knock down a dozen or twenty of his subordinates?
After being surprised, he quickly regained his composure. After all, Qian Wenwu is also a person who has been tested for a long time.

He sneered and comforted his son: "Don't be afraid, just stand there, I'll see if he dares to move a finger at you, I'll call more people now, I have some masters under my command, it's impossible not to defeat him! "

"I'm going out now!"

He returned to the wing room, respectfully and again confessed to Mr. Hua, saying that he would go out to do something and come back later.

Mr. Hua waved his hand politely: "Go, get things done first, come back and drink with me."

It was just polite words, but Qian Wenwu smiled when he heard this, thinking that he had become an important person in the old man's heart.

He quickly slipped out, intending to make a quick decision.

While walking, call for more staff!

The murderous intent is spreading...