"Idiot, I'm addicted to it, right?"

Zhao Fan sneered, raised his hand and punched him, without any hesitation, directly facing Xia Mengchuan's punch.

A light sound came from the fists that were slamming together, and then Xia Mengchuan, who had just been aggressive, flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Xia Mengwei, who was just now being held by him, was still standing there. She felt a flash of black shadows in front of her eyes, and Xia Mengchuan's heavy body hit her chest. Amid the screams, the brother and sister fell to the ground like rolling gourds.

"Brother Chuan!"

The remaining few people exclaimed, and only turned around to look at Xia Mengchuan and his sister, and felt their chests numb, and they instantly lost all their strength and collapsed softly on the ground.

"You have two choices, either call the police or call your master to come over, you can choose it yourself!"

Zhao Fan slowly walked to Xia Mengchuan, who was full of disbelief, looked at his eyes coldly, and said calmly.

"Okay, okay, since you are in a hurry to die, what reason do I have to let you do? Wait, my master is nearby and you will be here soon. I see if you can still be so arrogant in front of my master."

Xia Mengchuan looked at Zhao Fan's eyes that were like thousands of years of ice, and felt that breathing became extremely difficult. He stood up with difficulty and took out the phone and dialed it out.

"Mr. Zhao, this Mr. Hong is not an ordinary character. This person has a very powerful kung fu. It can be said that he really fights against a hundred. Although he is not a gangster, almost no one in the entire provincial capital dares to provoke him."

After the fight just now, the driver Xiaowu, Fang Wenzheng, with a nervous look on his face, pulled aside. At this time, he saw Zhao Fan standing leisurely with Lin Shiqi and Belinda waiting for Mr. Hong to come. He quickly walked to Zhao Fan and lowered his voice and reminded him in a low voice.

"Since Xia Mengchuan is his disciple, do he have many disciples?"

Zhao Fan just stood up, and Belinda hung on his arm like a koala. Lin Shiqi's face turned a little dark and she snorted softly. Zhao Fan looked at Fang Wenzheng helplessly and asked, resolving the embarrassment.

"To be serious, Mr. Hong is a respectable person. He has many disciples, but most of them are ordinary children. He is also very strict in his control. He rarely heard that his disciples are doing things wrong outside because of his skills."

"This person is also very protective. If his disciple is wrong, he has a set of rules to punish him. But if an outsider touches his disciple, he must find the venue."

Fang Wenzheng thought about it and carefully introduced the situation of this person.

"It's interesting, the more disciples, the better."

Zhao Fan didn't listen to those messy things. He knew that Mr. Hong had many disciples and knew that this person was very protective of his shortcomings, so he was already very excited.

He had already felt a large group of experience points coming quickly towards this side.

"You two, why don't you go back to your room and wait for me first?"

Zhao Fan thought for a moment, and it seemed that Belinda and Lin Shiqi had a look and said with a wry smile.

puff……

The ambiguity of this sentence is too great. Everyone is adults. When they hear this sentence, they will naturally have many reverie.

This is a hotel. Who can think of Zhao Fan's two-bedroom presidential suite?

A man and two beauties actually live in the same room?

In addition to his amazing appearance, Lin Shiqi doesn't know much about other information, but Belinda's information is almost always open and transparent now. How can they not know it?

Have you ever been considered a young man to this level?

Although this look is quite decent, it is not that outstanding, okay? Do these two women have any problems with their eyesight? Is he very capable in some aspects?

"I don't, there's such a fun thing, you don't let me see it?"

Belinda immediately shook her head and refused. Lin Shiqi looked at the side with a dark face. It was obvious that neither of the two women were going to leave.

When the people around him heard Belinda's words and saw Lin Shiqi's expression, they also confirmed that the three people were really living in the same room.

Many people couldn't help but sigh, and there were tens of thousands of grass and mud horses rushing past in their hearts in neat formations.

"Okay, you two, go there and sit there. I'll go back with you after finishing it."

Zhao Fan's exploration technique has been paying attention to the downstairs. He saw an old man with a clear face entering the elevator accompanied by two young men. He pointed to the leisure chair at the end of the corridor seriously and said to Lin Shiqi and Belinda.

"Okay!"

Belinda agreed sweetly, not minding Lin Shiqi's face, and pulled her arm and walked over there.

The elevator door opened quickly, and the old man wearing a white training suit also rushed out of the elevator with a gloomy face. Seeing Xia Mengchuan's expression, Zhao Fan also confirmed that this person was his master, Mr. Hong.

The four people who came with Xia Mengchuan were lying on both sides of the elevator exit, and Xia Mengchuan and his brother and sister were facing the elevator door. As soon as he came out, he saw them all.

Master Hong was calmer than Zhao Fan imagined. His face was very gloomy, but he suppressed his anger. He just glanced at him coldly, and then squatted beside the people who were lying on the ground.

Save the person first and then solve the problem. This person is very clear in terms of priorities in doing things.

But he slapped the young man beside him several times with a dark face, but the man was still sank on the ground like a pool of mud and unable to move. The man could not speak, but he had already begged in his eyes when he looked at Mr. Hong.

Master Hong understood the meaning in his eyes and his face became even more ugly.

The few slaps he slapped was even more painful than the one Zhao Fan pointed. If he continued to tossed, he probably couldn't do anything about the one Zhao Fan pointed, but he slapped the other person to death.

After two seconds of silence, Master Hong pulled open the young man's shirt and his eyes fell on his chest.

There was no trace at all, and there was no way to see where Zhao Fan pointed his finger.

"Master, you want to help me. He hit my sister first and then I took action."

Xia Mengchuan was a little afraid of him, the master. At the beginning, he didn't know what the old man was, so he didn't dare to speak. Until this time, he saw that Mr. Hong's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and knew that he was already angry, he spoke with shame.

"This is Liangyi Tianxin's acupointing hand?"

Xia Mengchuan's eager eyes were waiting for Mr. Hong's scream. Seeing Mr. Hong's fingers tremble, his heart trembled, and he had a vague premonition.

"Hey, old man, aren't you here to stand up for your apprentice? Can't you finish the fight quickly? Everyone is very busy."

When Zhao Fan saw Mr. Hong being slow and slow like doing a scientific experiment, he shouted impatiently.

"Is the surname Zhao?"

Master Hong slowly stood up and looked at Zhao Fan with his shiny eyes. The expression on his face was extremely complicated, with a hint of hope.

Zhao Fan shivered all over, held his chest with his hands and took a few steps back, then said vigilantly: "Didn't your apprentice tell you when he called? You still have to ask me?"

"Master, he seems to have his surname Zhao."

Xia Mengchuan only vaguely heard some of the discussions of the onlookers, and was a little confused and said with a little hesitation.

"I look so similar to him, but I can use Liangyi Tianxin's acupointing hand. Besides being named Zhao, what else can I have?"

Master Hong's eyes were filled with a little recollection, and his eyes were on Zhao Fan's face. After sighing softly, he finished speaking, and he carefully sorted out his clothes and took two steps towards Zhao Fan.

Just as Zhao Fan showed a smile on his face and was about to fight, he bent down to him and bowed a big gift, and said solemnly: "Hong Jianxiong, a disciple of the Martial Arts Academy, has seen Mr. Zhao."

Well……

"This person also knows Mr. Hong? And Mr. Hong is so respectful to him. Could it be that this person was not based on Belinda's power and power? What is his origin?"

"Damn it, how could this guy who suddenly appeared so fierce? Who is his identity?"

"Martial Arts Academy, is it a school? Martial Arts School? I haven't heard that Mr. Hong has anything to do with any martial arts school?"

Those who thought there was a big war were all stunned when they saw this situation.

Xia Mengchuan was stunned. No one knew better than him who his master was. He thought that since his master had arrived, Zhao Fan would definitely be in trouble.

Even if he had ten thousand guesses, he never expected that such a situation would happen.

What is the identity of this person surnamed Zhao?

Everyone was extremely curious in their hearts.

I just heard the name of a Tianlong Courtyard in the afternoon, and then another martial arts court jumped out.

Although I don’t know what this courtyard is, Zhao Fan also knew in his heart that these people were related to the old man, and this fight probably won’t be able to fight.

Mr. Zhao? What is this title? What era is it?

However, he has experienced it twice from Master Yu Song to Monk Pratyekabuddha. If he asked rashly, he would probably not be able to ask anything once he knew that the old man hadn't said anything.

He was a little worried.

How can I get the words out?

The main reason is that he has too little information. As soon as he opens his mouth, he knows that he doesn’t know much information and is soon discovered.

"Since you are from the Martial Arts Academy and they are your disciples, let's forget about this today, you can go!"

Zhao Fan thought for a moment, and had a tactic of hard to get. He stood up and waved to Lin Shiqi in the distance. Belinda looked like she was about to leave.

"Please rest assured, young master, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter as soon as possible."

Hong Jianxiong saluted again respectfully and said seriously.

"Master, what's going on? He beat my sister first, why should I give him an explanation?"

When Xia Mengchuan saw that Zhao Fan was about to leave, he pulled Hong Jianxiong's arm with an anxious expression and shouted loudly with a straight face.

"I knew it was because of your sister again. Since Mr. Zhao hit him, it proved that she should hit him."

Hong Jianxiong snorted coldly, his eyes faintly swept over Xia Mengwei with a stiff face, and there was indescribable disgust in his tone.

"Master, my sister is still young..."

As soon as Xia Mengchuan spoke, he was interrupted roughly by Hong Jianxiong and shouted coldly: "Are you still very young at the age of twenty-four? The children who got married early and ran away all over the floor. The last time it was for her, you almost died in the hands of those who broke the fingers. Don't she know?"

"When your ability cannot support your ambitions, all the paths you take are detours. Some clevernesses that cannot be reached can only make others hate you more and more."

At the end, Hong Jianxiong swept Xia Meng's eyes coldly and said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!