Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Meng Bo's morale is not good, but it did not happen immediately.

As a core young man, he should still have some demeanor. Because of this trivial matter, he pointed at Wang Fan's nose and shrewd woman and scolded the street, and would deny himself.

However, although he didn't have a seizure, he made a look at Bai Qingying beside him.

Bai Qingying originally planned to attack, humiliating Wang Fan, and after seeing Meng Bowen's expression, he suddenly became more encouraged as he was encouraged.

Snapped.

She slapped on the table with a slap, and Xing Yan's eyes were pointed, pointing to Wang Fan, "What is your attitude? Do you look down on me Bai Qingying and Meng Shao?"

She bluntly accused Wang Fan, "Grass roots are grass roots, no manners, no rules, and no manners!"

Meng Bowen's self-identity is not good, so Bai Qingying, a woman, does not care so much.

What's more, Wang Fan stepped on the upper position of the Song family and became famous in the capital. This is to beat all their faces in the capital.

Now that she sees Wang Fan so popular and has a chance to step on it, she will not miss it.

She did not believe that Wang Fan dared to offend them, or offended so many family forces behind them.

Wang Fan secretly said depressed, and finally raised his head.

If there is no good feast, he knows that with these big and small meals, most of them will have trouble.

Originally, he didn't want to worry about these people, and he planned to bury his head and eat things calmly, but these people were endless, kicking his nose on his face, and damaging him to death, how could he bear it?

"Sister, you are right, I have no politeness, no rules, and no manners, is this all right?"

Wang Fan's voice was weak, and he set his position very generously, "I know that I don't get into the eyes of you, Gao Pan can't afford it, so I don't climb high, don't talk, do I?"

"I've been counseled like this, do you not let me go? You have to cut me with a knife to be happy?"

Wang Fanyu's heart is long, "You are Miss Qianjin, the young master in the capital, why bother with me, a grassroots who is not influential? Leave some face!"

There is something in Wang Fan's words, there are needles in Mianli, and I don't know who is talking about saving face.

Bai Qingying's pretty face flushed with a few words, but he didn't know what to say.

Meng Bowen tapped the table with his finger three times, and raised his head to show Bai Qingying. "What should I say, what makes you happy if you cut with a knife? It's a man who beats and kills. Are we doing that?"

"What's more, even if we want to cut you down, do we use our hands? Brother, speak to a girl in this tone, and still hide needles in the cotton, there is a sense of loss."

"You can position yourself, knowing that you are not influential, you can't afford to climb high, I am very pleased. But at least, you should maintain a minimum style for a girl. This is the minimum criterion for the rich and powerful."

This Meng Bowen's speech is really maddening, and acting really sinister.

Wang Fan laughed angrily, "Meng Shao, did you make a mistake? You just said that I was rude and disrespectful, and now I said that I have lost grace. Are you split in personality?"

"I don't have demeanor anymore, how can I lose it? Also, when did I say that I am going to be a powerful man, what do those rules have to do with me? Do I need to follow them?"

Wang Fan couldn't bear this kind of appearance, and at first glance, it was Meng Bowen, a conspirator, who began to fight back sharply.

"I am Kong Shao invited to dinner, I am also a guest, what qualifications do you have to face me, what qualifications do you blame me for?"

"Even if I have no politeness, you have it? You are the Lord, I am the guest, I am here, have you greeted me?"

"None of you masters welcomes me as a guest, would you want me to be a guest?"

"The mutual respect and the politeness are mutual. Why don't you respect me, why should I respect you?"

"Put away your highness, I am not your subordinate, nor your servant, your suit is useless to me, I just ran to Kong Shao's face to eat."

Wang Fan counterattacked unkindly, cracking his face.

Meng Bowen's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that Wang Fan wouldn't give him face, so he still had a needle in his face to hit him.

This is called he is unbearable.

Kong Wucheng saw that the two sides seemed to be fighting, and quickly stood up to do peace, "Meng Shao, Wang Shao, look at my face, you don't have to fight."

"I meant to introduce you to your friends so that you can know each other and have a mutual care in the future. Even if your friends can't do it, there is no need to be an enemy?"

"Give me a face, will you?"

Kong Wucheng said.

"Oh, Kong Shao, look at what you said, when will I no longer give you face. I'm about to shrink into a tortoise, they are aggressive."

Wang Fan smiled and said, "I don't think I will be able to eat this meal today. You friends don't welcome me. Or should I go first, let's make another appointment?"

He really didn't want to stay any longer, and staying here also embarrassed Kong Wu, why bother.

Although Meng Bowen was angry, Kong Wucheng could not help but give his face. When you look up, you don't see your head down, not to mention, the two are allies, and the relationship is not bad.

Once there is a crack between them, he will definitely be trampled by the rest of the league, which he does not want to see.

"Kong Shao, we are just kidding, why bother to be angry." Meng Bowen changed his previous fierceness, and at the same time he smiled and looked at Wang Fan, "Why should Wang Shao leave since he came."

"Just a joke just now, I hope Wang Shao don't mind. Meng has long heard about Wang Shao's name in Beijing. Today, I have a chance to meet each other, why don't we discuss it over there?"

Before Meng Bowen's words were finished, he was interrupted by Wang Fan, "Learning? Well, I like learning the most."

He jumped up and clenched his fists at the same time, "I have no other skills in Wang Fan, I still have two punches and kung fu. But I am afraid that Meng Shao, your thin arms and thin legs, can't stand tossing."

"But you can rest assured, I will definitely be merciful, and you will not be beaten, you are looking for teeth all over, and your face is painted."

Meng Bowen almost spit out no blood.

He wanted to talk about golf, but before he had finished speaking, this guy jumped out and interrupted.

The most annoying thing is that this guy also ridiculed his strength. He will be beaten to find teeth, and his face is painted, which is really unbearable.

Kong Wucheng frowned, some headache.

I knew that this would be the case, and he would not ask Wang Fan to come over today.

He did not expect that Wang Fan was 'famous', and this group of guys still looked down on Wang Fan.

Kong Wucheng was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Bai Qingying, "Who wants to compete with you, and Meng Shao wants to compare golf with you."

"Golf, you know, do you dare to compare with Shao Meng?" At this point, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly snapped her head,

"I almost forgot, you are just grassroots, and your membership card is new. Maybe you haven't played golf since you grew up. If so, Meng Shao didn't say."

"After all, Meng Shao is a master-level master, and he can't bully you like a rookie who hasn't even touched the club."

Bai Qingying said a few words, and made Wang Fan loss worthless and forced him to the corner.

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