The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"Oh!"

"Fang Zhongju, Yuan Zhonggui, San Hua Guan Yi, eight sides of the heart, are you the successor of Hua Quan?"

There was light in Yang Feng's eyes, and the vague aura he sensed just now was this middle-aged man with a mastery of muscles and bones.

Also in the early stage of Qiming, this middle-aged man is stronger than Ying Weijia.

It can even be compared with Wuzhu and Liugui.

Moreover, he is an extremely rare descendant of Huaquan.

The real Huaquan is extremely mysterious, its moves are coherent, and the changes of moves seem to be interrupted, but in fact they are connected by blood. Once the move is hit, it will be a violent attack.

"Hua Quan, Huang Biao!"

Huang Biao, a middle-aged man with long hair, clasped his fists slightly, and made a quack salute to Yang Feng, making the white-haired young man beside him, Qi Shao, open his eyes again.

Huang Biao actually saluted the young man in front of him as a junior!

"Ms. Huang?"

Yang Feng suddenly heard a friend, who is also a master of Huaquan!

"Huaquan practitioners establish their hearts for the world, establish their lives for the people, inherit their knowledge for the past saints, and bring peace to all generations." Yang Feng looked at Huang Biao.

"what!"

"You, you know the ancestor training of Huaquan so well!"

Huang Biao was shocked, not by Yang Feng's strength, but by Yang Feng's understanding of Huaquan.

This is the first day of class for true Huaquan disciples, and it is the ancestral training of Huaquan.

Huaquan practitioners set up their hearts for the world, establish their lives for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!

"You know this is the teaching of the ancestors, but you are still attached to the powerful?"

Yang Feng glanced at Huang Biao, and the handsome white-haired young man beside Huang Biao.

"me…"

Huang Biao was speechless for a while, because no matter what the reason, even if he had difficulties, he was indeed attached to the powerful!
"Huang Biao, you are not attached to the rich and powerful, but you are achieving yourself."

The white-haired young man beside Huang Biao stood up and looked at Yang Feng with sharp eyes, "Your words are sharp, like a sword attacking your heart, you have such a vicious heart, Huang Biao is my friend, not as attached as you think powerful."

"Oh!"

Yang Feng couldn't help looking at the white-haired young man.

The mere strength-strengthening state has an extraordinary bearing, and his words are even more powerful. You don't need to think about it to know that this white-haired young man is from a wealthy family!
But Yang Feng just took a second look, and his eyes still stayed on Huang Biao, "The ancestral motto of Huaquan is not only a word to awaken the world, but a fundamental description of Huaquan. The state of mind of Huaquan is to stand upright and serve the country For the people."

"You should have been stuck in the early stage of Qiming of Muscles and Bones for a long time, that's because your mind is no longer in line with the essence of Huaquan."

"If it weren't for your firm will, I'm afraid you would have gradually become crazy and brutal."

"And seeing how fiercely you shot me in vain just now, it can be seen that your mind has already begun to act."

At the end, Yang Feng's eyes were cold, with a hint of coldness. Just now, Huang Biao was going to kill him as soon as he made a move, which made Yang Feng think about whether to kill him or not!
"what!"

Huang Biao's face was pale and his body trembled.

Yang Feng said that it was indeed his confusion in recent years, and he also found that he gradually became a little violent and irritable!
Even have evil thoughts in my heart!

"Hmph, since you are the descendant of Huaquan, I won't kill you."

Yang Feng withdrew his killing intent, one of his friends was a master of Huaquan, and he also trained in Huaquan, so the two may not be related.

"But you can't!"

"Wow~!"

Yang Feng looked at the white-haired young man, "He won't make a move without your signal. If I'm not strong enough, I'll be crippled if I don't die just now. I'll let you taste the feeling of being crippled."

"What! What are you doing!"

"Do you know who I am?"

The expression of the white-haired young man Qi Shao changed drastically, and he was terrified when Yang Feng looked directly at him!

He knows best in the world of martial arts, all methods are brutal, and killing blades are like hemp!
And a person who can defeat Huang Biao makes him even more astonished, even the family may not avenge him!

"Huang Biao, make a move, make a move!"

Seeing Yang Feng approaching, the white-haired young man Qi Shao's face was terrified, and his eyes trembled!

"Qi Shao, I have already paid back what I owed you. All these years, I have been attached to you in pursuit of prosperity and wealth, but it should be over!"

Huang Biao's eyes suddenly became far-reaching, and there was a sense of clarity and righteousness in his eyes, and his aura was different.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name."

Huang Biao clasped his fists at Yang Feng again, and the 50-year-old saluted Yang Feng twice!

"Yang Feng!"

Yang Feng nodded.

"Thank you!"

Huang Biao clasped his fists again, then turned and left without even looking at the white-haired young man.

It seems that the shackles in my heart have been let go at this moment.

"What! Huang Biao, Huang Biao, you..."

"Crack~!"

With a crisp sound, Yang Feng's slap slapped the white-haired young man's face, how could he take away Yang Feng's slap with his strength-strengthening state.

"Peng~!"

Yang Feng's slap directly slapped the white-haired young man to the ground, spat out bloody teeth, and his face was instantly bruised.

"Bastard!"

"How dare you fucking hit me!"

The white-haired youth roared in horror and ferocity.

Not to mention that many young and old in Shenchuan County are in awe of him, even in Yanjing, not many aristocratic families dare to touch him!

"Is it amazing to hit you?"

Yang Feng's eyes were cold, and he walked towards the white-haired young man Qishao again.

The people around had already looked terrified, and Wang Li, who was lying on the ground, was even more silent.

Even Hao Feifei's face was pale, she knew that Wang Li was a well-known playboy in Shenchuan County, let alone this white-haired young man called Qi Shao.

Huang Biao who left alone can tell that he is definitely a wealthy family!

"If you have the guts, you'll kill me!"

The white-haired young man Qi Shao had a ferocious expression on his face, but deep in his eyes was horror.

"You think I dare not?" A cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes.

"Kill me, and you won't live!"

The white-haired young man Qishao actually had a bit of courage, or he had the pride of a wealthy family. Although he was terrified at the moment, he dared to straighten his back and die.

"Hmph, let's see what character is behind you, it's best to come with someone who can fight!"

"Wow~!"

Yang Feng's face was stern, and he was about to step down when he raised his foot.

"Young Master Yang!"

At this moment, a young man strode out from the Karting Club Hotel not far away.

"Nie Junbo!"

Seeing the person coming, Yang Feng evoked a smile.

"Young Master Yang, can you save me some face?"

The person who came was none other than Nie Junbo, the young master of the Nie family, Nie Zhizhang's elder brother.

"Young Master Nie!"

Seeing Nie Junbo, Hao Feifei was even more shocked, this is the real young master of Yanjing!

"Nie Junbo!"

"You've been in the hotel?"

The white-haired young man with a painful face suddenly turned stern, as if he had been watched by Nie Junbo.

"Young Master Qi, please apologize to Young Master Yang, it was just a misunderstanding after all."

Nie Junbo's attitude was very low. Just now when Yang Feng fought Huang Biao and Huang Biao exploded with murderous aura, he noticed this.

Through the window, he saw Yang Feng in shock.

Then when he saw that Yang Feng was going to kill the white-haired youth, he rushed out immediately.

"apologize?"

"Nie Junbo, don't be hypocritical here, you think he dares to kill me, and he will die if he kills me!"

The white-haired young man still has ferocious eyes, even if he dies, the family behind him will avenge him!
"Qi Shao, if Young Master Yang abolishes you, [-]% of the people behind you may not avenge you!"

Nie Junbo shook his head slightly, if he still doesn't understand what he said, he must be a damned idiot!

"Hmph, misunderstanding? Nie Junbo, do you think you have great energy?"

Yang Feng sneered, and his killing intent was even stronger.

"Young Master Yang, our Nie family doesn't have any enmity with you, just take it for my uncle's sake." Nie Junbo lowered his posture again.

Yang Feng's coldness made everyone feel terrified, and even knew that things would never go well today!
Wang Li on the ground regretted it even more, and he was the worst one!

And the white-haired young man is no longer hideous at this moment, although half of his face is swollen, but he is thoughtful.

People from aristocratic families are also idiots.

To be so respected by Nie Junbo, he must either be a noble family or a disciple of the sect.

Thinking of the strange expression on the white-haired young man's face, he was a little shocked.

This kind of person dares to kill him if he wants to kill him, and the family behind him will not offend a sect force because of him!
"it is good!"

But surprisingly, Yang Feng suddenly withdrew his killing intent.

Nie Junbo was not shocked, it seemed to be expected.

"what!"

The white-haired young man Qi Shao was surprised!
It was really because Yang Feng's transformation was too fast, one moment he was murderous, but the next moment he was calm.

Nie Junbo's second uncle?

The white-haired young man Qi Shao was shocked.

He couldn't remember who Nie Junbo's second uncle was!