Chapter 281

"Do you believe it now?"

This simple sentence seems to contain infinite magic in general, lingering in people's ears.

At the moment, Meng Wanjie had to say this sentence, but no one believed it!

A lot of rich businessmen and politicians are looking at the indifferent young man with complicated looks. Although they still can't guess the identity of this young man, they already understand why the richest man in Jiangzhou condescends to toast to this young man!

Because he deserves it!

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! My father is the richest man in Nangang and a big man in Jiangbei! Nobody dares to touch me in Jiangbei! No one dares! "

Qian Junjie yelled as if he had lost his heart.

The richest man, however, kowtowed to Meng ran crazily. The scene in front of him was quite different.

"Oh? Don't believe it? " Meng ran raised his eyebrows and rose slowly.

People only feel a blur in front of them. After blinking an eye, they have found that the handsome young man stepped on Qian Junjie's knee!

"Didn't you just say you were going to break my leg?" Meng ran slightly smile, but this smile at the moment in the eyes of the rich son, already with the devil.

Clearly feel the gradual increase of strength on the knee, Qian Junjie is completely flustered.

"I was wrong! I'm really wrong! Please let me go! I beg you to let me go! Can I give you this Jianghua school flower? I'll give you whatever you want! I beg you to let me go. "

The arrogant young man who had just been so arrogant that he was now more vocal in asking for mercy than his father.

One side of Guan Yutong heard this, but in his heart he didn't know how to be happy or sad. He was crazy.

"Late."

A word of indifference, Meng Ran's feet suddenly force, people only feel the crisp bone crack sound, as if in the ear.

Qian Junjie's scream resounded throughout the restaurant.

Qian Shihao, who is still kowtowing, looks at this scene from the corner of his eye and feels sad in his heart. However, he does not dare to ask for mercy for his son.

He was deeply aware of the horror of the man in front of him. The strange and unpredictable ice crystal murder was a nightmare that Qian Shihao could never erase in his life.

"My son can be reborn when he is gone. There is only one life. I can't die! I must not die! " As his mind became clearer, this Nangang man kowtowed faster and faster.

Next, the screams continued. Not only did Meng ran crush Qian Junjie's knee, but also his hand bones.

Ah Jie and WAN Zhibin are deeply shocked when they see this scene. They once met Meng ran in Shenghui hotel to deal with Ge Hongtao. Goodbye the next day is still creepy.

At present, the man seems to step out of the sea of corpses and blood, and his expression is cold and frightening.

……

When this scene happened in Linjiang Town, three men and one woman were busy on the Bank of the river, which was only a hundred miles away.

"Captain, the data shows that the monster should be around here." The thin monkey pointed to his laptop screen and exclaimed indignantly.

"Dare to shout at the captain, do you want to die?"

At this moment, a fist big as a sandbag hit the thin monkey's head.

The skinny monkey screamed miserably, immediately put down his notebook, rolled up his sleeves, and tried to fight with the man who had a black hand on himself.

"Gao Junwu, you forgot when you were beaten to death! You ungrateful son of a bitch, how dare you attack Laozi

Being seriously injured by Ryan has always been a disgrace to the muscle man. At the moment, when the skinny monkey lifted it in front of his captain, Gao Jun's old face turned red.

On the Bank of the eldest son River, a graceful figure dancing wildly with the wind in a long wine red wind, cried angrily: "you all give me a little quiet!"

Gao Junwu two people see their captain angry, immediately silence.

Ning Feixuan, still in a tight leather suit and leather pants, sets off that proud S-shaped figure. Wearing leather boots, he came to the man in white not far away, and whispered in a low voice:

"Ziyang, what's the matte