The super son-in-law of the female president

"It's just that you came early today. If it takes another two days, my cultivation will be improved to a higher level."

"At that time, you will have no chance of surviving at all!"

At this time, another person suddenly came out from the inner courtyard.

It's just that this man's eyes were covered with gauze, and he tremblingly walked to Zhong Ningcai's side with a cane.

"Master Zhong, you must remember the agreement between you and me, you must save the life of this brat Qin Fan."

This blind man has a bald head, and the eight scars on the top of his head indicate his identity.

It turned out to be a fake monk!

I didn't expect that the two of them would come together. From the obedient words, it seemed that there was some kind of agreement between them.

Smelly dog ​​shit cooperates with stinky dog ​​shit, and when they are together, the stink is added to the stink.

When Li Gang saw the situation, he immediately distanced himself from Qin Fan, and all the security personnel immediately hid away.

As the saying goes, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and the crab and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit. This Li Gang is not stupid.

Qin Fan glanced sideways at Li Gang, and half-jokingly said, "Hey, Brother Li, why are you running so far?"

"Didn't you agree to kill Zhong Ningcai with me?"

Li Gang's head was full of black lines, and he quickly retorted: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I am a good citizen, and my duty is to maintain the safety and order of this villa."

"You guys are fighting, you can't kill people, and you can't destroy the flowers and plants here!"

After finishing speaking, Li Gang and a group of security guards retreated directly to the corner, looking at the current situation expectantly.

Qin Fan covered his eyes and smiled, Li Gang's reaction was indeed quite exciting.

However, Zhong Ningcai glanced sideways at Li Gang and the others, and said coldly with disdain: "It's just a bunch of idiots! After I get rid of Qin Fan first, you will all become stepping stones for me to improve my cultivation base."

Qin Fan let out a chuckle, and Nan Nan sneered, "Master Zhong Ning Cai Zhong, it seems that your taste is getting worse and worse, aren't you afraid of jokes from your peers?"

"Relying on such a brutal method to improve your cultivation, don't you feel disgusted?"

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan turned to look at Li Gang, full of sympathy and joked: "Oh, it seems that I came early today, I should come in two days."

"Our dear Master Zhong Ning Caizhong seems to be hungry. With your appearance, Brother Li, maybe in the eyes of Master Zhong at this moment, you can be compared to the beauty of Xi Shi."

Hearing Qin Fan's broken words made Zhong Ningcai's whole body numb and trembling with anger.

In order to avenge his shame, he found the "Secret Technique of Harvesting Yang and Returning Yang" from a fake monk. Is this tragic cultivation method what he wants?
But in the face of revenge, this disgusting thing is nothing!
Zhong Ningcai looked at Qin Fan who was still eloquent at this time, and was even more angry.

Thinking that he has been all-powerful for so many years, no matter where he goes, people have to respect him as a master.

Wherever they go, they are picked up by luxury cars worth more than several million, and they live in imperial suites, or landscape villas.

Wherever he went, there was a long queue of flatterers and sycophants.

Not to mention this small Kanhai City, even the bigwigs in Jiang Province had to be polite when they saw him.

Have you ever thought of being so humiliated and wronged?

It took me decades to establish the Zhong Family Martial Arts Mythology, with disciples spread all over the country, with as many as [-] to [-] people.

But it all started on that day...

The day Qin Fan hurt himself, everything disappeared.

After learning that he was defeated in Futong County, a tiny place, disciples and grandchildren all over the country left the guild in an instant, and even tried their best to distance themselves from him.

Thinking about myself as the majestic Master Zhong Ning Caizhong, I never expected such a down and out day.

With a cruel heart, Zhong Ningcai has to practice even if it is a brutal secret technique.

Only by improving his cultivation and killing Qin Fan can he wash away his shame and regain everything he lost.

Take back your own glory!

"Qin Fan! I'm afraid you don't know your situation yet!" Master Zhong growled as he thought about it, his voice almost hoarse.

The overwhelming hatred can no longer describe Zhong Ningcai's mood at this moment.

Only one battle!
Qin Fan frowned slightly. At this time, by mobilizing the energy in his body, his spiritual sense had already perceived Zhong Ningcai's current cultivation level.

Seven layers of gazing mirror!

It's the same as your own cultivation.

But it's a pity that Zhong Ningcai's improvement by absorbing the energy of others must have serious side effects.

More importantly, the aura of the seventh layer of the condensing mirror is not stable at all. Although it is weird, Qin Fan is not afraid at all.

I saw Qin Fan spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said, "Come on Zhong Ningcai, I want to see the power of your seven-level mirror!"

Zhong Ningcai let out a shock, and the veins in both arms suddenly popped up, and a wave of energy gathered in the arms from the body, extending to the fist and five fingers.

"Let you taste my ancient fist lineage, the strongest supernatural power!"

"Tonggu Divine Fist!"

Roaring angrily, Zhong Ningcai sent out his self-righteous fist wave from the air!
The fist smashed through the air, forming a powerful wave of air, like a beast, swiftly pounced towards Qin Fan's front.

Qin Fan's hair fluttered messily as the storm approached.

Qin Fan sneered, his legs stood firm, and he stretched out his palm again lightly to meet the wave of air head-on.

boom!
When the air wave approached Qin Fan's front, it turned into an iron fist again, and it hit Qin Fan's welcome palm from the front.

Huhu~
Cracks quickly appeared on the ground where Qin Fan's feet were standing, rubbing and scratching.

He was forced to retreat!
Such a fierce wave of punches pushed Qin Fan back thirty centimeters abruptly.

With a stagger, Qin Fan almost fell to the ground, unable to support himself, and stepped back several times in a row, before he stood in front of him.

Li Gang, who was hiding in the distance, suddenly clapped his hands and cheered. Excited, his face was filled with joy and he said: "Okay! Master Zhong is really amazing!"

With this punch, Zhong Ningcai seemed to have the upper hand.

Zhong Ningcai put away his fists, his eyes were not angry and prestige, he looked at Li Gang and the others with disdain on his face, and at the same time a little bit of complacency.

All the security guards around Li Gang were scanned by Zhong Ningcai's eyes.

They all clapped their hands and applauded, applauding.

"Master Zhong's martial arts are world-class!"

"Master Zhong is awesome!"

"Master Zhong, come on! Master Zhong will win!"

There was also a security guard who had been absorbed by Zhong Ningcai before, with thick forehead lines, trembling, choked up voice, extremely fearful face, cowardly raised his hands and shouted: "Long live, long live, Master Zhong!" Long live!"

Qin Fan burst out laughing, looked at Li Gang and the others, and shook his head helplessly.