After thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's face can not help but show a sad smile.

Seriously, even he doesn't know what to say about himself?

However, now the time has been quite late, Zhang Xiaofan here also did not book a hotel for himself.

At the same time, there are still empty beds in Qian Wenyi's dormitory. I just want to live in Qian Wenyi's dormitory for one night. I'll find the hotel where I stay tomorrow.

However, Zhang Xiaofan's front foot just came to Qian Wen's bedroom, and his back foot received a call from Wang Zhenyuan, an old general.

"Xiao Fan, I heard that you had a little conflict with the group of Panlong club this afternoon?"

After hearing Wang Zhenyuan mention this afternoon's matter, Zhang Xiaofan also can't help but laugh.

"I said, General Wang, you are really well informed. Did your two grandchildren, Wang Yuanping and Wang Yuantao, say that?"

As for Zhang Xiaofan's tone of teasing, Wang Zhenyuan did not choose to answer Zhang Xiaofan's question positively, but his tone suddenly became serious and serious.

"Mr. Zhang, I think I still need him to explain it to you in advance."

"If, in the future, Murong matchless boy doesn't have long eyes to provoke you, please spare him a life..."

when he heard that Wang Zhenyuan suddenly let him spare Murong matchless, he also felt quite puzzled.

"What did General Wang say?"

"You are clear that there are no people in the world that I can't kill, and it's not in line with my consistent style of doing things."

"I'm sure it won't take long for you to understand the specific reasons for this."

"I owe you a favor for this. Can you promise me first?"

See Wang Zhenyuan have been said to such a point, Zhang Xiaofan is also in the heart after a little consideration, or nodded to agree.

"All right, General Wang, this Murong is matchless. To me, it's just a mole ant. It's not worth mentioning at all."

"However, since you have already opened your mouth, I can't help but promise you."

Zhang Xiaofan naturally holds a dispensable attitude towards Wang Zhenyuan's remarks.

After all, everything is just like Zhang Xiaofan said before. In his serious view, even if it is not a mole ant, it is no different from a mole ant.

Who have you ever seen who can see an ant in the same way?

If the mole ants provoke themselves, it will be better to lift their feet and trample them to death? It's not a lot of work anyway.

However, compared with Murong matchless life and death, Zhang Xiaofan is more curious about Wang Zhenyuan. Why should he take the initiative to intercede with himself because of Murong Wushuang, a little mole ant?

"If so, it would be great..."

"Mr. Zhang, I have one more thing to talk with you about..."

after seeing Zhang Xiaofan's promise of his request, Wang Zhenyuan was relieved for a long time in his heart, but his words changed and went on.

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