Wang Han Dynasty did not die!

This news shocked Wang Fan. You know, he saw with his own eyes that Wang Han Dynasty was pierced by the blood clan prince. In that case, no one could survive. This article was first published by...

But Wang Han Dynasty did not die!

"What's wrong with you?" Su Xue didn't expect that Wang Mo's reaction was so big, because she didn't know that Wang Mo saw Wang Han Dynasty killed by the blood clan prince with her own eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay." The absent-minded Wang St got up in a mess.

"You don't have to worry too much, because your performance has attracted the attention of the Wang family. I think Wang Zhaoyou and his son should suspend their revenge on you." Su Xue comforted.

"I understand." Wang Fan was still in a state of dismay.

"If you have no objection to the additional conditions proposed by the Wu family, then this afternoon, I will notify Qian Bo to sign the contract. The handover will be completed next Monday, and then you can take over the New Oriental Martial Arts School."

"I have no problem, please contact Chamber."

"Then I'll leave."

"Um."

""

Su Xue glanced at the absent-minded Wang Fan, opened her mouth, said nothing, and turned around and left.

Wang Han Dynasty!

Wang Han Dynasty!

Wang Fan's mind was full of Wang Hanchao's grim smile without hiding his eyes.

"Grandma, this grudge is getting deeper and deeper."

The more Wang Fan thought about it, he became more and more uncontrollable. He immediately called Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao. However, both of them showed that they were turned off and they could not contact him at all.

Wang Mo thought of the boy. With the boy's omnipresent ability, there must be a way to contact Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao, but the problem is that Wang Mo couldn't contact the boy at all, so he could only passively wait for the boy to contact him.

Wang Mo did not agree with Su Xue's words.

When Wang Han Dynasty was seen in the Vampire Ancient Castle, Wang Fan felt that the Wang Han Dynasty seemed to have changed, became hysterical, and became crazy and cold-blooded. Depending on the situation, it was not easy for the Wang family to restrain the Wang Han Dynasty.

The most important thing is that Wang Han Dynasty seemed to have an unknown relationship with the implanters.

If Wang Han Dynasty colluded with the implanters, nothing would become unpredictable.

There is no doubt that Wang Mo is a person who lives by his life and dies in peace. However, once he is in danger, he will become particularly vigilant. Just like a rabbit in the wild, he will run away in panic. The problem now is that Wang Mo has no way to escape, and he can only face it.

When Wang Fan saw that Wang Han Dynasty was killed by the vampire prince, he felt that the whole world had become beautiful. It was precisely this reason that he couldn't wait to run back to C City to work, lying on the recliner every day when he was full every day. When he was bored, he stood at the school gate to look at the beautiful woman's thighs. This is the life that Wang Fan yearned for.

Wang Mo's beautiful life was broken by the resurrected Wang Hanchao.

Now, Wang Mo is not only facing the threat from the Wang Han Dynasty, but also the "Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference" held by the Wu family in the name of New Oriental Martial Arts School. It can be said that it is raining all night long.

"If you are paralyzed, you will never have the same blessings as blessings!"

Wang St had no intention of going to work, so he took a leave, took a taxi, ran towards the small coffee house, racking his brains to think of ways to deal with Wang Hanchao and Wu Xiong.

At present, the matter of Wang Han Dynasty cannot be resolved for the time being. Taking advantage of the time difference when Wang Han Dynasty returned, we must first solve the matter of New Oriental Martial Arts School, and then concentrate on dealing with Wang Han Dynasty.

When dealing with Wu Xiong, Wang Mo first thought of a group of subordinates of the old scouts.

Of course, Wang Fan was temporarily cramming at this time. In fact, he did not have hope for the old scout's subordinates. Although he had seen the terrifying skills of "scalpel", the scalpel was only dealing with some ordinary gangsters at that time. He did not think that a group of veterans could deal with those professional martial arts masters.

The old scout was indeed in the small coffee house.

What's different from last time is that the old scout actually wore a small coffee house waiter's outfit, and his cold face made people feel extremely funny.

"You" Wang Fan entered the door and saw the old scout who was cleaning up in the small hall. He was stunned. Ye Lan in the bar was smirking.

“Are there any problems?”

"No." Wang Stun naturally did not dare to give his opinions and waved his hand quickly.

"When can I take over the New Oriental Martial Arts School?" The old scout put down the rag in his hand.

"Sign the contract this afternoon and the handover procedures will be completed next Monday."

"Okay, good efficiency, my old subordinates are almost moldy in the hotel." The old scout immediately smiled.

"We're in trouble."

Wang Mo told the old scouts all the things about New Oriental Martial Arts School.

"Do you know who is in the competition?" the old scout asked with a frown.

"I haven't got the specific list of participants yet, but it is said that some major sects from Shaolin Temple participated, as well as people from Chenjiagou."

"I'm not familiar with the martial arts world, so let's go to the hotel to ask and see what their countermeasures are there."

"well."

"Hey, Dad, you will be deducted from your salary when you skip work!" Ye Lan chased after him and shouted.

"Capitalists all get rich by exploiting the working people." Wang Fan turned around and said.

""

"Well said!"

The old scout gave Wang Mo a thumbs up at him with admiration.

The two soon arrived at the hotel where a group of veterans stayed. What surprised Wang Mo was that twenty veterans had only lived in five rooms. After asking, they realized that they were saving money.

Sure enough, simple!

Because there were too many more than 20 people, I temporarily opened a suite for a meeting.

In addition to the "scalpel", most people here are the first time Wang Mo saw it. He found that these people are older, the youngest is nearly forty years old, and the oldest is over 60 years old. They all face simple and dull, not good at speaking, and they are farmers facing the loess and facing the sky.

These veterans respect the old scouts very much. Some are called old scouts and "corps commanders", some are called "company commanders", some are called "commanders" and "old leaders". Obviously, these veterans are soldiers led by the old scouts in various periods.

"Can these people be coaches?" Wang Stupid wailed in his heart as he looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Do you look down on us?" The scalpel stared at Wang Fan.

"Ahem, cough, there's no healing, everyone is here, I'll talk about our current situation. This afternoon, we will sign a contract with the Wu family to complete the acquisition plan. Next Monday, we will enter New Oriental Martial Arts School to complete the delivery procedures, but we are currently facing a huge difficulty."

Wang Fan told all the stories about the "Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference", including the pitiful information he had.

There was a silence in the room, and everyone's eyes fell on the old scout's face, as if waiting for him to speak.

"Everyone can say anything." The old scout nodded.

"I have learned Tai Chi." The first one to speak was the scalpel.

“I have learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple.”

“I learned Jeet Kune Do.”

""

Listening to a group of people speaking, Wang Fan felt like he was going crazy. He found that these people were not good at speaking, and what they said was even more concise.

"Okay, can we be more detailed! For example, those who know Shaolin Temple talk about Shaolin Temple. Those who know Chenjiagou talk about Chenjiagou. Also, what I want is not only understanding, but also know whether you can beat them!" Wang St interrupted everyone and said word by word.

"Thirty years ago, I learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple, and the masters of Shaolin Temple are just like clouds." The scalpel hesitated for a moment.

"Brother Shou, it's time, you're so embarrassed. Just say whatever you have!" Wang Stupid couldn't help but complain.

"I personally think that the top masters of Shaolin Temple should not participate in the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference in Laoshizi. Ordinary Shaolin Temple masters lack practical experience and are mostly in the form of performance. It is not worth worrying, but I will not be enemies of Shaolin Temple."

"Don't worry, you don't want to be enemies with Shaolin Temple, you can be enemies with Chenjiagou, Wudang Mountain." Wang St said angrily.

"This is OK." The scalpel nodded seriously.

"Okay, let's talk about Chenjiagou. I heard that Chenjiagou's Tai Chi is quite awesome, but I often see some old men and women practicing Tai Chi in the park, and they all look so irritable."

"Who said Chenjiagou's Tai Chi is soft?!" A short and strong veteran stood up and glared at Wang Fan, his face flushed.

"Meteorite, sit down!" The old scout was invincible.

"Yes, company commander." The short and strong veteran sat down with a serious face, sitting on the edge of the bed like a rock.

"A good name for meteorite." Wang St looked at the veteran's short and strong figure, "Then you tell me the situation in Chenjiagou."

"There is nothing to say. Tai Chi is a talented person. I am just a small character. In short, I will not be enemies with the people in Chenjiagou. It is no problem to let me fight the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple!" The meteorite said in a muffled voice.

"If you are all small people, then there are really few big people in the world. I remember that you touched thirty-seven people overnight."

"Kill?!" Wang Fan stared at the old scout.

"Kill."

"Killed thirty-seven people in one night." Wang St gasped. Inexplicably, he felt a cold murderous aura emitted from his honest meteorite.

"Who doesn't have many lives here?" The old scout looked calm.

"Okay, that's it. At that time, let the Chenjiagou hit Shaolin Temple and the Shaolin Temple hit Chenjiagou, hehe." Wang St smiled treacherously.

"Are you sure?" The old scout swept the group of veterans with sharp eyes.

"have!"

The veterans responded with a loud bang, and the crowded suite was full of murderous intent and blood was surging.
To be continued...