Chapter 87

"That's it Chu Tian nodded.

When a person encounters something, once he becomes determined, his heart will be distorted. Wang Xinzhu is such a person.

But in Chu Tian's opinion, her condition is also good. She just likes Lin Xiyue very much. It's not that she's not interested in men, but that she can save her life.

"I hope you don't tell Mr. Lin these things." Wang Xinzhu looks at Chu Tian's eyes with the meaning of request.

"I can not say, but you are not allowed to have any unrealistic fantasies about my wife in the future." Chu Tian said.

When Wang Xinzhu heard Chu Tian's words, his face darkened. However, he thought that he had nothing to do with Lin Xiyue, and now he can put it down.

"I'll try to change." Wang Xinzhu said.

Chu Tian nodded and agreed. Wang Xinzhu liked Lin Xiyue for such a long time. It's hard to make such a guarantee.

"Is that right? Go back to eat more good food and make up for it. It's no worse than the two golden flowers of our group. " Chutian looked at Wang Xinzhu's thin figure and said.

It's true that the foundation is not bad, the face is good-looking, the body proportion is also very good, but it's too thin.

"It's none of your business." Wang Xinzhu regained his cold face.

Chutian hasn't had a meal yet. There should be no lunch in the canteen of the group, so he left the group and wanted to eat outside.

Just out of the group, Chutian felt a pair of eyes staring at himself.

"Come out." Chu Tian closed his eyes and stood in the same place, light said.

"I'm a strict elder martial brother, Fang Yuanfeng." Coming out of the back of a car, a man said.

In his early thirties, he walked calmly and introverted. He looked like a tough guy.

"I want you to deal with me?" Chutian looks at Fang Yuanfeng.

"Not against you, but to kill you." Fang Yuanfeng said faintly, as if he was very confident.

"Kill me? Well, come on Chutian jokingly said that he could hardly hear such words overseas, but since returning home, many people want to do so.

It seems that it's not good to keep a low profile sometimes. Those flies that don't have eyes will always be around you.

"There is an abandoned factory in the north of the city. Go there!" Fang Yuanfeng said that he didn't want to do it in public, which would have a great impact on ordinary people.

"Yes, you go first, and I'll be there later." Chu Tian nodded.

Fang Yuanfeng drove away. Chutian has no car now, so he has to take a taxi.

An hour later, Chutian and Fang Yuanfeng stood face to face in the abandoned factory in the north of the city.

It used to be a factory producing auto parts, so there are still a lot of metal scraps left.

"You are not simple. I can't see through your strength." Fang Yuanfeng looked at Chutian and said.

Generally speaking, when Fang Yuanfeng meets his opponent, he can roughly see his opponent's strength.

"I'm higher than you. Of course you can't see it." Chutian said with a smile that he was a great master. It was strange that Fang Yuan could see through!

"No way." Fang Yuanfeng said faintly, and then he released a strong momentum. There was no wind around, and all the dust was blown up.

Master banbu, Fang Yuanfeng has reached the level of master banbu. They thought Fang Yuanfeng was born perfect, but now he is master banbu, worthy of being the strongest disciple of yingzhumen.

This is also the reason why Fang Yuanfeng said that the realm of Chutian could not be higher than that of him. Is it not the realm of a great master.

In the ancient martial arts world, it has been nearly a hundred years, and no 30-year-old has reached the level of a master.

Of course, except for those old guwu families.

"Stop talking nonsense." Chutian light said, and then the first attack, a step, to the far wind shot away.

Chutian's figure, in the air into a shadow, suddenly came to Fang Yuanfeng's body.

The fist covered with blood color and genuine Qi blows out to Fang Yuanfeng's chest.

Fang Yuanfeng saw that Chutian's speed was so fast, and he didn't dare to neglect it, so he quickly crossed Chutian's fist.

Hand into a claw type, a claw clasped the shoulder of Truman, and then a force, Chutian thrown out.

Chutian, who was thrown out, took advantage of the air and landed on the ground steadily.