Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan looked at the man who grabbed the bag and grinned. Not only did he not stop it, but he couldn't bear to flash his eyes.

Although Song Rumei looks like a charming Didi woman, harmless to humans and animals, she still has some fighting power. With just a few snaps from the man who grabs the bag, rushing up is also looking for abuse.

The bag grabber quickly rushed to Song Rumei, his eyes flashing with a madness, and yelled while grabbing the past, "Don't bastard, don't you have a kind, kneel down to Lao Tzu, or Lao Tzu will spend this girl ~~ "

"what!!!"

The man who grabbed the bag hadn't finished speaking, and the whole person had bowed into a shrimp shape, screaming under the cover.

The distorted complexion couldn't bear to look at it.

I saw Song Rumei raised her knees coldly, poked under him fiercely, violently messed up.

"Where are you going to spend me?" Song Rumei asked, narrowing her eyes, grabbing the bag grabbing man's hair and pulling it down, pulling him down, and then grabbing two pieces of pebbles and smashing it crazy.

The man who grabbed the bag came to life with a pain, opened his mouth wide, and issued a scream of trembling.

If God gave him another chance, he would rather face Wang Fan than this crazy woman.

In this scene, not only the young people who looked dumbfounded, even Wang Fan was dumbfounded.

Violence is too violent.

This violent girl, it is better to hide from now on.

Wang Fan's mouth twitched straight, and his whole body was chilling.

Instead, he was glad that he did n’t kiss anymore. If the kiss continued, the woman would be angry, and the consequences would be scary.

Especially Song Rumei's sharp knee was a **** lesson. Then, for a man, it was a waste.

"Mr. Song, what do you think of these two people?" Wang Fan asked in a small voice after seeing Song Rumei stopping.

Song Rumei glanced coldly at the two young men, before they had time to speak. The two young men suddenly felt a pain underneath, then fell to their knees and fell to the ground.

"Brother-in-law, I was wrong."

"Brother-in-law, I will never dare again."

"We **** it!"

"You are a fart, let us go."

"We are wrong!"

"We are guilty!"

The two wiped their tears and begged for mercy while slapping their hands.

That slap pumped, that sounded, that light, and after a few clicks, he pumped himself into a pig's head.

They are also unwilling. Wang Fan and Song Rumei are too powerful for dogs and men. Their self-mutilation is also stronger than falling into the hands of the couple.

Fortunately, it fell into the hands of Wang Fan, at most it was disability. But if it fell into Song Rumei's hands, it was a dead son.

Wang Fan looked at the two self-inflicted self-mutilation guys, and he couldn't bear it. It was just when they heard that they called their eldest brother and sister-in-law Song Rumei, they couldn't bear it anymore, and even wanted to make up their feet.

Sister-in-law, please don't blame me, OK, if this girl gets angry, isn't it trouble you?

"Let's go back." A little sister-in-law made Song Rumei's heart twitch a little, but it quickly dissipated. She gave Wang Fan a light glance and walked towards the Hummer. Wang Fan hurriedly followed behind.

"Wang Fan, who the **** are you?" Song Rumei didn't go home, but asked the car to park by the side of the road.

This question has puzzled her for one night.

Proficient in French and powerful, Wang Fan cannot be an ordinary person.

"What kind of person, I'm an ordinary little security guard, Mr. Song, wouldn't you have caught a cold?" Wang Fan said with a haha.

"Will you hurt me?" Song Rumei didn't ask, but changed the subject.

"No." This time, Wang Fan's expression became serious. He knew that only in this way would Song Rumei be at ease.

"Let's get married." Song Rumei said, and the whole person turned to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was dumbfounded. He couldn't keep up with Song Rumei's rhythm.

Looking at that charming, silky and moving Song Rumei, Wang Fan could hardly control it. Fortunately, he was so determined that he didn't get lost.

"Mr. Song, I just remembered that I had something to do. I left first and saw you later." Wang Fan sniffed the breeze, and squeezed his teeth away from Song Rumei, then opened the door and got out of the car, and fled in embarrassment.

Song Rumei looked at Wang Fan, who was fleeing in embarrassment, surprisingly not angry, and his eyes were full of complexities, "Song Rumei, Song Rumei, do you really like him, love him? He has offended you for being famous, and you still want him How many people offended you? "

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Wang Fan ran all the way until he couldn't see the fiery red Hummer, then he was completely relieved.

Tonight's Song Rumei was very wrong. He was really afraid that one could not hold it and swallowed Song Rumei. That way, I am afraid it will be really troublesome.

"This handsome guy, see you sweaty, do you want to come in for a bath and cool down?" Wang Fan unknowingly ran to the door of a bath, a voice came, and Wang Fan had not been able to speak before he was punished. Dragged in.

All of them came in, and Wang Fan was naturally embarrassed to go out again. Anyway, there were just over 1 million people in his account, and his wealth was tight.

Wang Fan glanced at the woman with heavy makeup and took the lead to declare, "You should be formal here, I only take a shower, not service."

"Don't worry, handsome guy, we are a regular place here, even if you want to have no service." The woman snorted.

"That's good."

Wang Fan asked for a small private room, took a cold shower, and then lay comfortably on the bed. It's just that he didn't lie down for a long time, the door of the private room was opened, and a fragrant wind rushed in.

"I said no," Wang Fangang just said four words and felt something was wrong. The fragrance is poisonous!

He didn't hesitate at all and quickly held his breath, regardless of the woman in the room, and put on his trousers.

"The police are here, sweep the pornography, and run!" At this moment, a voice came, and there was a panic outside.

Wang Fan's complexion changed, and when he lifted his pants, he didn't care about getting dressed, and ran to the window with his hand.

"You can't go." The woman behind wanted to hug Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's face was cold, and he kicked it down with one foot, then he couldn't even open the window, opened his body, threw himself forward, and smashed the glass and jumped down.

Huh!

Almost Wang Fan had just jumped out, the door of the private room had been slammed open, and a group of policemen broke in.

"Damn it, chase me!" The headed policeman saw that there was only one woman in the private room, but Wang Fan was nowhere to be seen, and he made a violent swear, and led the police to the window with a wave of his hand.

But, soon he was a black face.

This is the third floor.

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Ming Yang Club, a luxury private dining room, Gao Ming Yang is drinking with a group of young men and women.

This group of young men and women, each with a brand-name pearl jewel, looks like a rich son.

Gao Mingyang was surrounded in the middle, like the stars holding the moon, obviously the head of this group of sons.

Gao Mingyang greeted young men and women while staring at the phone from time to time, apparently waiting for news.

He is famous for dealing with small people like Wang Fan. Tonight, he is going to lose Wang Fan's reputation, so that Wang Fan can no longer raise his head in front of Song Rumei.

At a certain moment, a piercing telephone ringing sounded, and a faint smile was raised at the corner of Gao Ming's mouth, and the call was connected.

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