Zhang Lijiang's personal bodyguard, named Li Wanjun, has always been taciturn and rarely cared about others.

But there is no doubt that his strength is very strong. The martial arts realm of the mid-stage celestial man, coupled with his invincible iron fists, has never threatened Zhang Lijiang's safety.

There were many people who assassinated Zhang Lijiang, and the strongest ones were also gods, and more than one of them came to kill him at the same time.

But they were all solved by Li Wanjun.

In other words, there are quite a few great masters of the Heavenly Man who died in the hands of Li Wanjun.

Li Wanjun, the bodyguard, can be said to be very qualified.

“Very strong.”

Li Wanjun said two words, and Zhang Lijiang's pupils suddenly shrank.

This is the first time he has heard such an evaluation from Li Wanjun that "very strong" from Li Wanjun.

Boom boom!

Suddenly, the doors and windows of the villa were blown open by a strong wind, and all the locks of the doors and windows were scrapped!

Huhu--

A strong wind swept through the doors and windows, and the furniture displays in the entire hall collapsed one after another, like a tornado.

Li Wanjun frowned and solemnly protected Zhang Lijiang behind him.

Da, da, da...

The sharp wind as fierce as a knife gradually disappeared, and then the sound of footsteps came from outside.

Slowly, a bearded old man wearing a black long gown with a thick white beard with a thick upper lip hanging down like two balls of whisk hair appeared at the door.

He has an old face with white silk hair, but his eyes reveal a dragon-horse spirit, unlike an octogenarian.

After seeing the other person's appearance, Li Wanjun said in a deep voice: "White-Haired King of Hell."

The White-haired Hell King said lightly: "Li Wanjun, someone asked me to take action and I will teach you a lesson."

"You said, am I breaking one of your hands or one of your legs?"

Li Wanjun's qi burst out, and his body was urging with all his strength. He said in a deep voice: "Who asked you to come?"

The White-haired Hell smiled coldly: "On the East China Sea, guess it yourself."

Zhang Lijiang said: "The White-haired King of Hell...Li Wanjun has been protecting me and has never gone out to provoke people from the East China Sea..."

The White-haired Hell King You Leng said: "If you weren't an official identity, you should be damned today."

"Li Wanjun has been born on your behalf. Do you understand so? Zhang Lijiang, you shouldn't interfere in some unnecessary things."

Zhang Lijiang seemed to have figured out something, and immediately changed his face and said angrily: "Which power in the East China Sea? The Shenyi Chamber of Commerce behind the Hong family?"

"Is it the Zhu family of Wanjiang Capital? Or the Bai family of turbulent and unstable situation?"

After his injuries were healed, the first thing he did was to grasp the situation of various forces in Yunjiang.

After all, only by knowing your opponent and yourself can you win every battle.

In this era, backward intelligence often means failure!

The major top forces in Yunjiang colluded with the East China Sea forces, so he didn't care because this was a normal thing.

Just hold your thighs, it’s not shivering.

The East China Sea forces can directly send people to intervene and come to his doorstep, which is beyond his tolerance.

Could it be that this acre of three-part land in Yunjiang will become the back garden of the East China Sea overlords?!

Or, they plan to directly build Yunjiang City into a battlefield where these overlords compete for each other and take the stage?

What do you think of him as the lord of Dongjiang Province? Do you also take him seriously?

The White-Haired Hell King said indifferently: "Which force is important? Zhang Lijiang, today, I will teach you a lesson!"

"You should understand what to do later, otherwise you may not die, but the people around you will die faster than the other."
Chapter completed!