"What's the matter, great woman? You should be happy today. We have taken all the plaques of Megatron martial arts school. It's estimated that they will be depressed for a long time."

Lin Fei and Charlene return to the suite.

Lin Fei randomly put the plaque in the corner.

This plaque still has some value. After all, there is a trace of spiritual power left on the Megatron martial arts school, that is, it is left by a spiritual master.

Charlene also felt very exciting tonight.

I have never imagined that the world of the warrior is so wonderful. Charlene has become an expert once.

"Thank you, lingo. If you do, I can't beat them today."

Lin Fei said with a smile, "in fact, you are also very smart. As long as you learn more and understand more, you will naturally be able to make progress. I will take this plaque. Anyway, it is useless to put it here. As for you, it is good to be careful when you do things in South Asia in the future."

Charlene nodded, "I will be careful, now I am also a master."

Charlene clenched her fist.

Lin Fei is also very Xia Lin's strength, in this South Asia still can mix open.

There is one more thing on this premise, that is, Lin Fei will go to the Megatron martial arts school.

Originally, Lin Fei would not care if Xia Lin was not in South Asia. But when he left, who knows if the Megatron martial arts school will do other things.

So when Charlene fell asleep, Lin Fei left the suite and went straight to Megatron martial arts school.

He left a divinity in the curator.

Lin Fei can easily find out where the curator is.

The curator did not leave Megatron.

Today is a very bad day for Megatron martial arts school.

Because their plaque has been taken away, the news has spread in the circle.

Megatron martial arts school was disgraced and left to grandma's house.

Those colleagues will certainly take advantage of such an opportunity to vilify Megatron martial arts school crazily.

Who dares to say that Megatron martial arts school is so powerful that it has not seen the plaques taken away?

When the time comes, we all know that Megatron martial arts school will not work.

The curator scolded Lu Hai and them bloody. As for those troublemakers, they were all expelled from the Megatron martial arts school, and their little strength was recovered.

Waiting for them will be a very painful price.

As for Lu Hai, as a grand master, he also got three punches from the head of the museum, and he had to lie in the hospital for more than half a year.

Even so, the curator's temper did not go down.

He also found out that the man was not something he could deal with for a while, so he sat there sulking.

He opened a bottle of good wine, which he could not bear to drink at ordinary times.

"You are very interested in drinking alone in the middle of the night."

Lin Fei enters the curator's room.

The curator was drinking, even in front of a row of small peanuts are not, suddenly heard the sound, shake hands is to fly out a series of things.

When these things flew to Lin Fei, they all stopped, as if they were blocked by a layer of force.

"Don't be so angry. It's not for you to fight with you. Besides, can you beat me?"

The curator looked up and finally recognized it. Isn't this the guy who left at night? It's back.

"What do you want? Don't think that we Weizhen martial arts school is so easy to bully. Our backers are Kunlun secret places... "

"Come on, stop talking. I'm not interested in Kunlun's secret place. I've come here in the middle of the night just to give you some advice. It depends on whether you listen or not."

Advice?

Of course, the curator doesn't want to hear about it. But now that people are standing here, and his opponent's attack is more advanced than his, his face is cold.

"I'd like to hear what advice you can give us about Megatron martial arts school."

In fact, the curator was very reluctant to fight with each other.

There is no chance of winning. On the contrary, I have to suffer.

He is a master of Qi training, which is the real tragedy.

Fortunately, at this time, there are few people who have counselled them. Anyway, no one knows. The curator comforts himself in this way.

"My friend is going to stay in South Asia for some time. I know that you Megatron martial arts school is quite capable. However, if you put your idea on my friend, I don't mind killing your Megatron martial arts school again. At that time, the official will only consider it an accident."

Threatened.

The curator slapped on the table, "you dare."

I thought it was some kind of advice, but I didn't think it was a disguised threat. He had been a curator for such a long time, and he had never heard such a word.

"It seems that you are not going to listen to my advice. That's OK. You should slap yourself 10 times first."Lin Fei sat down on the sofa, grabbed the bottle of red wine and flew over, "you can enjoy it. This bottle of red wine is not bad. It has a history of 40 or 50 years."

Lin Fei took a glass of wine, poured himself half a cup, and took a sip of it slowly.

When the curator heard the other party's words, his face changed, and then he found that the whole person could not move.

The left hand slowly lifted up, shaking hands is a slap in the face.

This slap was so powerful that it almost knocked him out.

But he actually did not move, as if two feet had roots, and his right hand was also lifted up.

Another slap went on.

His face was hot in an instant.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa PA.

One slap to the left, one to the right, one to the right, one to the left.

After 10 slaps on the face, the curator was a little confused.

He was actually controlled by people, and he couldn't even resist at all.

He is a master of Qi training.

"It seems that 10 slaps don't feel much, then 100 slaps on the face. Anyway, I have plenty of time tonight. I'll spend it with you slowly."

Lin Fei smiles and sips the red wine again. The curator wants to speak, but he finds himself unable to speak.

It's time to start again.

Very rhythmic sound, in the room up and down, fortunately at this time there are not many people.

In addition, the curator has a bad temper today. Even if someone in Megatron martial arts school hears it, he won't come over.

You don't want to go in there and be angry.

The curator only slapped himself in the face.

These 100 slaps turned the whole face into a pig's face.

"Don't fight, don't fight. I've accepted this advice. As long as your friend is in South Asia for one day, we Megatron martial arts school won't find her any trouble."

Lin Fei shook his head. "No, you misunderstood me. I mean, if my friend has any accident in South Asia, I'll go straight to you, the curator. Next time, it's not as simple as 100 slaps in the face, but a 100 knife stab in the body. I think your physique should be able to withstand this 100 knife."

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