The super son-in-law of the female president

Qin Fan looked at Zhang Yaoxing with a murderous look in his eyes.

Pointing at Zhang Yaoxing, he said expressionlessly, "Today is your death day!"

Brother Zhou, who was standing in the middle of the meeting room, was furious after hearing Qin Fan's words: "Child Qin Fan, you dare to speak quickly when you are about to die. I will let you taste my strength today, old man!"

After finishing speaking, Brother Zhou charged forward, punched back, and rushed straight to Qin Fan's face.

The speed is staggering, and the power is amazing.

Like a ferocious beast, extremely domineering power gathers at the fist peak.

A full blow, without reservation, as long as anyone can see that this old man surnamed Zhou is going to beat Qin Fan to death with a single punch.

Such a terrifying fist, it was too late to speak, and it came to Qin Fan in the blink of an eye.

Qin Fan also gasped.

It seems that he still underestimated the strength of a master who has reached the sixth level of the mirror.

In a hurry, Qin Fan could only react slightly, with a light jump on his feet, and his hands turned outwards to his heart, resisting Brother Zhou's attack.

After [-]:[-] seconds, Qin Fan was knocked down and flew up instantly like a cannonball.

boom!
Qin Fan's body hit the beam of the conference room, making a dull and loud noise.

Some cracks appeared faintly on the main beam.

Immediately, Qin Fan fell straight from the top.

The entire conference room seemed to tremble twice.

The power of this punch is comparable to the power of a grenade explosion, and it can be called unrivaled.

In this case, as long as it is an individual, I am afraid that it will die.

Zhang Yaoxing saw the formation and immediately clapped his hands in applause.

"awesome!"

"Uncle Zhou is amazing, he took this guy out with one punch!"

"Simply the One Punch Man in my mind!"

But even so, Brother Zhou's eyes were full of seriousness.

Hearing Zhang Yaoxing's Yaowei shouting behind him, he didn't care at all.

From the collision of spiritual consciousness just now, it can be clearly perceived that Qin Fan has at least the strength of the seventh level of the mirror, and it is very likely to be the peak strength.

He wouldn't believe that with just one punch with all his strength, he could kill a master who was one level higher than himself.

Lao Qi who was standing beside him also had his eyes focused, and with a flash, he quickly ran to Qin Fan.

"I'll kill you while you're sick!"

Lao Qi roared, and then kicked Qin Fan directly in the abdomen.

Qin Fan, who hadn't reacted yet, was kicked up like a cannonball and hit the only load-bearing pillar in the meeting room.

Immediately, the original dry-hanging decorations and powder ash on the load-bearing pillar fell to the ground.

Zhang Yaoxing laughed, and proudly stroked his stomach, as if he had the winning ticket in his hands.

"Oye! The two uncles play whatever they want, it's best to beat him to death!"

"With the strength of my Hengwei Group, if I want to settle a murder case, even if I kill this layer, my father has something to do with it!"

"Ha ha!"

Qin Fan let out a laugh, then got up from the ground.

"If you kill this layer, can your father cover it?"

"It's really an arrogant tone!"

Qin Fan showed his face, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care at all.

The self-healing therapy of "Nine Needles and Thirteen Returns" is already running in the body.

The attacks of the two congealing mirror sixth-level masters are indeed extraordinary in strength, and their attacks are indeed very lethal.

But Qin Fan's main job is actually a doctor and baby daddy.

Brother Zhou and Lao Qi saw Qin Fan standing up like this, with serious expressions in their eyes.

Condensing mirror, the pinnacle of the seven-layer mirror!
Only with such a cultivation base can he withstand the attacks of their senior brothers and stand here and speak without pain.

Brother Zhou and Lao Qi met their eyes.

Although there were no words, the tacit understanding for many years had already made them understand each other's thoughts.

Be sure to catch him by surprise, be quick and ruthless!

This is the consistent principle and position of their fight!

Just as Zhang Yaoxing, who was hiding in the distance, was about to make a mocking remark, he instantly shut his mouth.

Because Brother Zhou and Lao Qi charged again.

Brother Zhou threw out a pair of fierce tiger fists, and rushed straight to Qin Fan's face, while Lao Qi jumped forward, his right foot forward, forming a sliding shovel, and went straight to Qin Fan's ankle.

Attack up and down!

No matter how powerful you are, Qin Fan, it's impossible to defend against the attacks of two people at the same time.

Both Zhou Ge and Lao Qi showed meaningful smiles on their faces, as if victory was just around the corner.

Qin Fan frowned and his eyes were extremely serious.

Seeing this formation, it seems that Brother Zhou and Lao Qi often join forces to beat others on weekdays.

They all practiced their own fucking routines.

But Qin Fan is not a lamp of divine oil.

If you want to fight rounds, you also have some actual combat experience.

If you want to use this kind of means to settle yourself, it would be too contemptuous of others!

Without further ado, Qin Fan took a step back with his right foot against the load-bearing pillar, and at the same time stretched out a fist.

One punch for two!

In the blink of an eye, Brother Zhou's body was shaken violently.

One can imagine the power of a fist that condenses at the peak of the seventh-layer realm.

After the fist collided with each other, Brother Zhou took two steps back tremblingly.

There was even a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Both fists were even more red, obviously injured to a certain extent.

Lao Qi smiled brightly, this Qin Fan focused his attention on Brother Zhou, and naturally his shovel would definitely hit Qin Fan.

Sure enough, the moment Lao Zhou retreated, Lao Qi's shovel quickly hit Qin Fan's calf.

Click!

You can even hear the sound of bone cracking!

Qin Fan took a deep breath, the severe pain in his calf was expected, but he didn't expect that a flying kick from the sixth floor of the mirror could crack his calf.

Qin Fan subconsciously freed his hand, ready to teach him a lesson.

This old Qi also slid fast, stomped on the corner of the wall quickly, and then distanced himself from Qin Fan.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay!"

Lao Qi got up from the ground and hurriedly asked with concern.

At this moment, Brother Zhou was injured, his arms were numb, his fists were hurting, he was grinning a little, enduring the pain and said: "It's a small matter, it seems that we can use our unique skills."

"Look at that kid, he seems to have some fighting power!"

Lao Qi patted his heart, laughed and said, "Huh~"

"Brother Zhou, you don't have to be afraid. This kid's right foot has already been injured by my shovel. Now I guess it will be a problem for him to walk!"

"We can kill him slowly!"

Upon hearing such good news, Zhang Yaoxing, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly regained his spirits.

Haha smiled and said, "Beautiful! The two uncles are really amazing!"