My girlfriend scolded me for being worthless and backhandedly marrying Bai Fumei.

"Alright! Let's leave it at that. We won't ask you for an explanation! But you killed our Song family's young master, Song Liangchun. We should settle the score, right?"

Song Tianhong stared at Chen Fan but did not take action immediately. It was not because he was afraid of Chen Fan, but because he wanted to severely humiliate and torture this damned little beast to vent his hatred!

"Dad, Mom, go back to the house first."

Chen Fan didn't want to kill anyone in front of his parents, so he asked his parents to stay away.

"Well, Xiaofan, you handle it yourself. We won't get involved. Xiaoxue, let's go back to the room."

After seeing the three people leave, Chen Fan looked at Song Tianhong and said, "Yes, I did kill a fat pig. Tell me, how do you want to settle the score?"

Killed a fat pig?

The corners of Song Tianhong's mouth twitched fiercely. That's the young master of their Song family. Although he is a little fat, you can't call him a fat pig, right?

Isn't this a blatant humiliation?

"Asshole, you killed the man, and you still call him a fat pig? This is outrageous! Get down on your knees in front of me!"

When Song Tianhong saw the bird followed him, he immediately regained his arrogant attitude.

I can't do anything to the fucking bird, but can I not do anything to you?

Chi!

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan raised his hand and shot out a burst of spiritual power.

"Huh? Not good!"

Song Tianhong sensed the danger instantly and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"what!"

With a scream, a bloody hole instantly appeared on his knee. He could not stand and fell to his knees with a thud.

Chen Fan was speechless and said, "Huh? Didn't you ask me to kneel down? Why did you kneel down yourself? No, no, no, I can't accept such a great gift from you. It will shorten my life!"

"You! Poof!"

Song Tianhong vomited three liters of blood in an instant. It was you who broke my knee, and you actually asked me why I was kneeling?

You are clearly accepting it calmly, yet you say you can't bear it?

Grass!

How could there be such a shameless person in the world?

Ok?

and many more!

wrong!

I am a ninth-grade Heavenly Warrior, how could my knee be injured so easily by him?

Also, what happened to that palm strike he just made?

How come you knocked me out all of a sudden?

Oh shit!

This unscientific!

Not scientific at all!

Song Tianhong stared at Chen Fan, feeling confused and uncertain.

Damn, this is just a young man in his twenties?

What do I have to be afraid of?

I am a ninth-grade heavenly warrior!

And there are four helpers at the same level!

Thinking of this, he suddenly gained confidence, endured the severe pain, stood up and said:

"Little beast, did you see that? I, and the other four, are all ninth-grade Heaven Grade warriors. No matter how powerful you are, can you still..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Fan slapped him with his palm.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Accompanied by four muffled sounds, the four people around him exploded directly, instantly turning into blood mist and dissipating into the air!

Chen Fan scratched his ears and said, "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Can you please say it again?"

Song Tianhong was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Fan with great shock, fear and terror. He felt cold all over, as if he was in hell!

What did he see?

Four ninth-grade Heavenly Warriors were all killed by him with just a slap!

The most outrageous thing is that they didn’t even have any residue left!

Even cremation, coffins and cemeteries are saved!

My god, what is his strength?

Those are four ninth-grade Heavenly Rank warriors. Could he be the legendary Saint Realm? ?

Mom, I'm scared, I want to go home!

Song Tianhong's whole body was shaking violently, like sifting chaff, and he looked at Chen Fan as if he was looking at a devil!

When Chen Fan saw his look, he immediately felt bored and said expressionlessly, "Call the head of your Song family."

Although the sound was plain, it sounded no less than thunder to Song Tianhong's ears.

"Yes, yes, I'll call right away!"

Song Tianhong took out his Huawei P70 tremblingly, unlocked it tremblingly, and dialed the number tremblingly.

After the call was connected, Song Zhixing's majestic voice came from inside: "Master Jiu, is the matter settled?"

What?

Is it done?

Come here, or I'll smash your head off!

It's all because of your stupid fat son that we hit such a big wall!

Not only did I lose four people, but it looks like my life is in danger as well!

At this moment, Song Tianhong hated Song Zhixing so much. If Song Zhixing was here, he would definitely slap him to death!

"Master Jiu, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? Speak!"

When Song Zhixing heard no movement from the other side for a long time, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"The head of the Song family, right? You have 24 hours to come before me and kowtow and accept death. Otherwise, your Song family will have no need to exist."

Chen Fan's indifferent voice came over, and Song Zhixing's face changed instantly. He shouted: "Who are you? Chen Fan? What did you do to Jiu Ye and the others?"

"Song Zhixing, you'd better do as Chen... this gentleman says, otherwise the Song family will be doomed!"

Song Tianhong roared loudly.

He had never seen someone as terrifying as Chen Fan. He waved his hand casually, and the four ninth-grade Heavenly Warriors all exploded into blood mist.

What kind of strength does it take to do this?

I'm afraid even the strong ones on the Song family's Heavenly Ranking can't do it!

Hearing his roar, Song Zhixing was completely stunned.

What the hell?

Lord Jiu also wants me to obey the other party's words and kneel in front of him to die?

Damn, are you crazy?

I am the head of the Song family!

"Master Jiu, what on earth happened to you? Come back quickly and we will discuss it in detail."

Chen Fan said calmly: "I'm sorry, he may not be able to go back. I will only give you 24 hours, otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Hearing this, Song Tianhong's face changed drastically. He quickly fell to his knees and begged for mercy loudly:

"Sir, it is because of my blindness that I have offended you. Please be magnanimous and spare my life!"

He begged for mercy while kowtowed. If the floor of the villa was not hard enough, he would have broken it!

boom!

The next second, his entire body exploded, and in an instant, the whole world became quiet.

Song Zhixing on the other end of the phone heard his plea for mercy clearly, and he was instantly plunged into extreme panic and shock.

Who is the other party?

Why would even the Ninth Master, who is of the ninth rank of the Heavenly Grade, kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy?

With that bang just now, I guess Master Jiu is dead!

Then the other four people will probably have no way out!

Dry!

Want me to kneel down before him and kowtow to death?

How the hell is this possible?

I haven't lived enough!

No, I want to go find Patriarch Liancheng!

He is a strong man on the Heavenly Ranking and can definitely suppress the opponent!