Today is Tuesday, October 25th,.

Wan Zhibin's car has already stopped at the foot of Xiufeng mountain. In addition to Meng ran and WAN Zhibin, ah Jie is also with him, and there are more than ten subordinates.

Four cross-country cars, and then Wan Zhibin's Maserati.

Ah Jie, who took Meng Ran's xiaozaohua pill, has recovered from his injuries to his hand bones, and all the hidden diseases in his body have been removed. His power is more powerful than before. Judging from his appearance, he is not far away from the peak of his internal skill.

Ah Jie is the driver of the car. Wan Zhibin sits in the back seat with Meng ran.

"Brother Wan, it's only the 25th today. Isn't Wudao Dabi just starting on the 27th? Let's start on the 26th Meng ran did not understand.

Wan Zhibin laughed and said vaguely, "brother Meng, the girl over there in Linjiang town is very water-saving. I'd like to try it for a long time. Anyway, it's OK. Let's go ahead and play. "

Meng ran refined the small Peiyuan Dan, Wan Zhibin took five pills in one breath. His body, hollowed out by wine, has been completely recovered. Now he can be said to be singing at night, and his heart is grateful to Meng ran from beginning to end.

Meng ran shook his head and laughed, "are we still going? Who are you waiting for? "

Ah Jie in the driver's seat said helplessly: "it's not the vice president Wei of the imperial martial arts academy. Wanye told him to meet here today. It has been waiting for him for half an hour. The shelf is really big enough."

Wan Zhibin's face is cold when he hears the speech. He doesn't care if he waits a moment. He is mainly afraid that Meng ran will be impatient. Now Meng Ran is a cash cow in his eyes, but he can't afford to neglect it.

"Ah Jie, call him and take money from me and behave with me." Wan Zhibin swears.

Ah Jie nodded and dialed Wei Rulong's mobile phone number immediately.

However, it was a disciple of the imperial Martial Arts Academy who answered the phone.

Ah Jie turned his head and said to Wan Zhibin strangely, "Mr. Wan, vice president Wei can't come."

Wan Zhibin frowned and scolded: "the grass, his mother, has collected 30 million yuan from Laozi. Now, if you don't want to come, you won't come? Do you think I'm a bully? "

Ajie looked embarrassed and explained: "Mr. Wan, I really can't blame vice president Wei this time. I heard from the disciples of the martial arts academy who answered the phone that his accomplishments had been abandoned. It was not only him, but also ye Zhenyu, the president of the martial arts academy, who was seriously injured and almost lost his life."

As soon as he said this, the cigar in Wan Zhibin's hand fell down, and his mouth was about to swallow a goose egg.

"I I'm Cao? Who is so fierce? I'm going to break the imperial martial arts academy. "

Wan Zhibin had a deep understanding of the profound details of the Central Military Academy. Not to mention the huge network of relations between the political and business circles, no one in the north of the Yangtze River dares to violate the former president of the military academy.

Only because the man is Gu Changfeng, the martial arts Lingyun!

It's Gu Changfeng who frightens all the heroes in Jiangbei!

Although he was arrogant, he knew that he did not even dare to breathe in front of the immortal martial arts master.

Now someone dares to abolish the vice president and the president of the Central Military Academy. It's just like breaking the sky.

However, at this moment, the owner of this matter is sitting beside Wan Zhibin, enjoying the roadside scenery, with a indifferent expression that has nothing to do with me.

Ah Jie looked at Meng ran intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice: "it is said that this person is a student of Jianghua private high school."

Just now ah Jie heard this answer, but he was also shocked. He intuitively told him that this person has ten * * and it is Meng ran!

"Students in Jianghua?" Wan Zhibin murmured, and then looked at the Meng old brother who was sitting beside him with an incredible face, and said with a bitter smile: "brother Meng, this day should not be your stabbing?"

In the face of their shocking eyes, Meng ran did not explain anything, just a light way:

"whether Wei Rulong will come or not doesn't have much influence. This time, I will help you win the championship."

Wan Zhibin hears the speech and looks at ah Jie without trace. Although there are some doubts in their hearts, they don't want to say more when they see Meng ran, so it's not good to ask again.

Wan Zhibin immediately nodded, "good! With my brother's help, I believe I will be able to return triumphantly. Ah Jie, drive to Linjiang town! "