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"Don't you allow others to say that you have done such a despicable and shameless thing?"

Looking fixedly at Fang Chen, Zhou Haiyang spoke very hastily and loudly.

"It can be said."

"Didn't I obediently grab you without a fight?"

Fang Chen still walked towards Zhou Haiyang slowly, and spoke with a smile.

Glancing behind Zhou Haiyang, those men and women who fell silent and flinched.

Fang Chen sneered in his heart.

Follow Fang Chen to Zhou Haiyang.

He stretched out his hand with a kind face, and was about to touch Zhou Haiyang's body.

next moment.

"Who killed my grandson!"

A furious roar came from a distance.

Hearing this, Fang Chen paused.

Following Fang Chen, he turned his head and looked.

In sight, there was an old man with gray hair but an unusually energetic appearance.

With a group of people behind him, he walked slowly towards here.

"No regeneration?"

"The Mo family got the news so soon?"

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes.

A ray of untouchable coldness flashed across Fang Chen's pupils.

Fang Chen stopped.

"Who killed my grandson?"

"Old man, I am just such a grandson who was killed just after growing up?"

Mo Zai walked over slowly.

Walking up to Zhou Haiyang, he stopped.

Afterwards, Mo Zai looked around the crowd with a pair of eyes, and spoke very loudly.

"Old Mo, are you here?"

Seeing Mo Zaisheng coming, Zhou Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, you came in time.

Otherwise, my strength will be exposed.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Haiyang forced a sneer on his face, looked at Mo Zaisheng, and spoke respectfully.

"Zhou Haiyang."

Mo Zai nodded.

"You contacted me suddenly just now to say that my grandson was killed."

"Who is it? How dare you kill my grandson, Mo Zaisheng?"

Afterwards, Mo Zai narrowed his eyes and spoke viciously.

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Haiyang pointed to Fang Chen next to him.

Following Zhou Haiyang's direction, Mo Zaisheng looked at Fang Chen.

"It's you?"

Mo Zai looked at Fang Chen, and opened his mouth in surprise.

"When I saw you in the professional guild, you were only rank three. Unexpectedly, you would be rank five so soon."

Mo Zai sighed with emotion.

next moment.

"But even if you saved the entire Changshan City, you are a great hero in the eyes of everyone."

"This is not the reason why you can kill my grandson, Mo Zai!"

"Since you dare to kill, I will make you pay in blood!"

Mo Zai spoke viciously.

Afterwards, Mo Zai waved his hand.

"You are indeed very talented. You can reach rank five at such an age, and the old man has to express his admiration."

Followed by a number of men in black walking to the front of Mo Zai from behind.

Mo Zai looked at Fang Chen, and spoke word by word.

Chapter 165 I am very pleased that you can remember my name

"But that's not the reason why you can ride on Mo's head and shit!"

Mo Zai changed the subject, looked straight at Fang Chen, and spoke coldly.

"What are you?"

Fang Chen looked at Mo Zaisheng and sneered.

You pretended to be pretty, and it came so timely, you didn't know about it a long time ago.

"you!"

Listen to Fang Chen's words.

It made Mo Zaisheng's attitude of pretending to be really angry.

next moment.

Mo Zai raised his hand and waved it forward.

In an instant, several men in black rushed towards Fang Chen.

"laugh!"

The flesh instantly tore through the air.

The sound of the sonic boom even exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"Damn it! That depressing breath, at least rank six!"

"Isn't Mo Zai just over level 70? Can he use rank six?"

"He has a low level, but that's because he doesn't level up very much himself, and his talent is average, but he is the head of the Mo family..."

"When Changshan City was in trouble, they all hid, and now they come out one by one, right?"

"Be quiet..."

It was no longer concealed, but the escaping aura fluctuations made Wu Mathematica's heart a little bit terrified.

next moment.

Under the tense and startled gaze of the crowd.

Meng Yurou's face was calm, and her eyes didn't even blink.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

One after another, crisp and clear voices came out.

Then, one after another, the men in black flew upside down.

After drawing a beautiful parabola in midair.

"boom!"

Like raindrops, his body fell heavily on the ground.

With the ground shaking suddenly.

Countless people glanced at the pits where cracks spread around like spider webs.

He looked at Fang Chen who was standing there, motionless, with disbelief on his face.

"He said it was me, and you immediately insisted it was me?"

"You have to look good when you're acting, okay?"

Fang Chen calmly withdrew his right hand with five fingers spread out into a palm.

Seeing Mo Zaisheng's face changing, he spoke disdainfully.

"you!"

When Mo Zai heard Fang Chen's words, the muscles on his face twitched a few times.

Fang Chen is powerful, Mo Zaisheng is very clear.

Wouldn't it be strong to deal with the blood count who was close to rank nine?

But that is strength, and it has nothing to do with one's own attributes.

In the final analysis, Fang Chen is only a rank five priest.

A profession like a priest is not high in intelligence and spirit, but other attributes are not good?

Therefore, Mo Zaizai specially selected seven or eight rank six warrior professionals, thinking of getting close to Fang Chen, and then violently.

But the truth is...

"How can you have such a powerful force?"

"A priest at rank five knocked out several fighters at rank six?"

The muscles on Mo Zai's face twitched a few times.

Looking at Fang Chen firmly, he said every word in that unbelievable tone.

"Is it difficult?"

"Isn't it enough to have hands?"

Fang Chen shrugged.

[Emotion value from Mo Regeneration +759]

Although strictly speaking, you really rely on your hands to overthrow someone, and it's right to say that you have hands.

But you are only five ranks, others are six ranks!

Or close to the body, the weakest priest directly knocks down the fighter, so don't go too far!

"Are you really a priest?"

Mo Zai fixed his eyes on Fang Chen.

"Don't you know?"

"Are you still deaf?"

Fang Chen glanced at Mo Zaisheng.

"Don't change the subject with me."

"Zhou Haiyang said that I did it, but you insisted that I did it as soon as you came up."

"What? Can't you act like a character?"

Fang Chen stretched his neck, looked at Mo Zaisheng, and opened his mouth quietly.

Hearing these words, Mo Zai fell silent.

This matter does not follow the script, which is a bit tricky.