"Why, master Zhuo, what do you mean? Do you want to do wrong to good people?! How can you do this? It's totally unreasonable. It's too cruel, too cruel, too ruthless! " Liang Jin Huai a pair of injured appearance, is very sad to say.
Ling Chuxi looks at Liang Jinhuai's expression on one side, which is really sour. This guy, is the white lotus lady attached? Marissa's breath was suddenly so strong that she wanted to die by thunder! One of the best ways to kill without blood. I didn't expect that Liang Jinhuai had great potential. He was underestimated. Disgusting person's Kung Fu is first-class!
"Liang..." Fang Zhuolin can't stand it.
"Fang Lin." Zhuo Fanglin's ear suddenly heard Zhuo Weiran's voice. There was a faint warning in the tone. Zhuo Fanglin was shocked and calmed down. He was not qualified to challenge Liang Jinhuai and Ling Chuxi in terms of strength or identity. He should bear with it.
"Master Liang Shaocheng, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go first." Zhuo Fang Lin pressed down his anger and said without salt.
"Who said it's OK, just saw you, help me send these things back, and don't break them for me, or I'll take care of you." Liang Jinhuai can't help but say that hanging bags of all sizes on Zhuo Fanglin's body is clearly the servant of Zhuo Fanglin.
"Good." Zhuo Fanglin was shaking with anger. From childhood to adulthood, he was a talented elite trained by Zhuo family. It was the first time that he was so humiliated. However, when he was under the eaves, he had to bow his head.
Ling Chuxi watched quietly beside him. Liang Jinhuai clearly put his resentment out of Zhuo Fanglin's body. However, she would not say much. She had seen Zhuo Fanglin's previous attitude with her own eyes. If she did not happen to come to jinganyuan and refine into Liuhe pill, once Liang Yunru was defeated, Zhuo Fanglin would humiliate Liang Jinhuai even more.
This is the way of the world. The strong are respected. It's just that the character of the strong determines something. For example, the treatment of the losers. Liang Jinhuai and they won, but they didn't kill Zhuo's family. However, if the Zhuo family wins, Ling Chuxi can guarantee that Zhuo Fanglin and Liang Jinhuai will never be as kind as they are now.
In Zhuo Fanglin's body out of breath, Liang Jinhuai's mood gets better again, chooses some special products, and then returns to the city Lord's house.
When they arrived at the city Lord's house, two bodyguards immediately came forward and took over the things from Zhuo Fanglin.
"Well, Zhuo Fanglin, you can go now. I'll give you this and save it on the way." Liang Jinhuai, like a beggar, threw Zhuo Fanglin a golden thorn fruit. He didn't even let him in, so he swaggered into the city Lord's house.
Then, the door slowly closed, leaving only Zhuo Fanglin that bleak figure.
Zhuo Fanglin holds the golden thorn fruit, looks at the door which closes slowly, the hand strength, the golden thorn fruit turns into a pile of water slurry. The injury of the palm has not yet recovered, because of excessive force, the white gauze exudes a wisp of blood.
But he seemed to feel no pain, his lips closed, his eyes shining with hatred, and he walked back quickly.
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"Ah In Jing'an City, from an old house, came a roar full of humiliation and hatred.
"Fang Lin, you are back." Zhuo Weiran walked out of the room and saw the roaring Zhuo Fanglin.
"I'm so angry. I'm so angry. Liang Jinhuai, that bastard, dare to humiliate me like this." Zhuo Fanglin said with hate on his face.
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