Chapter 88 The Bottom Card!

The black figure not far away is not tall. It looks not much different from Pan Hongsheng's size. The ordinary facial features can't see any bright spots. It is definitely a public face thrown on the street that no one can recognize.

Pan Hongsheng is fine. Although she is full of vigilance against the sudden appearance of people, Lin Hongyi beside her has squinted and is ready to fight.

"Who are you?" Lin Hongyi's cold voice sounded.

"Me? Thanks to you, I am the person behind this operation. The middle-aged man's voice seemed to be very vicissitudes, but Pan Hongsheng heard a trace of fun in his words.

"Then let's get started." Lin Hongyi stopped talking nonsense. The two were not in the same camp, and she could vaguely feel that the strength of the other party was even higher than herself. If she really fought, it was still unknown whether she would win or lose.

"Ha ha, don't worry. I think we should settle accounts with him first." The middle-aged man stretched out his index finger and pointed to Pan Hongsheng, and the huge ruby ring on it looked particularly eye-catching.

"What's the matter with me?" Pan Hongsheng sneered. The middle-aged man not far away also brought him a sense of urgency. Unlike Jiang Ze, this person brought to himself the feeling of illusory, as if he could not be grasped like Lin Hongyi, and he also saw Lin Hongyi's strength, so he heard the middle-aged man say that he would settle accounts with himself. Li suddenly had a bad feeling.

Is it in the late stage of refining the gasification god? Pan Hongsheng looked nervously at the middle-aged man not far away.

"This disappointing thing is my son, so the old man will naturally come out." The middle-aged man had a kind smile on his face, but Pan Hongsheng was creepy in an instant.

He had expected the other party's camp for a long time, but he really didn't expect that this person would be the father lying on the ground with a pig's head. Could it be that he watched him get a fat beating and couldn't help coming out in the end? Then this city government...

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Pan Hongsheng just wanted to speak, but Lin Hongyi's voice sounded in his ear.

"Hands together!"

I'll wipe it! Hearing this, Pan Hongsheng's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley, took a deep breath several times, and then squeezed his mouth and looked at the middle-aged man on the stage, with his eyes like a cheetah.

Even Lin Hongyi said that she wanted to work together, so the strength of the other party must be not only as simple as the late stage of the refining god, but even...

To be honest, Huaqiang is not as calm as it seems now, but as the head of a family, the old man's government and way of thinking can't figure it out at all, otherwise it is impossible to take the Huashi Group to make a good time in China.

Looking at his son being punched and beaten, although Hua Qiang was angry, he didn't mean to think of it, but because Jiang Ze sighed slightly, he had no choice but to stand on the stage.

Royal man, the most important thing for a generation of family owners is the royal man!

Looking at his son's beating and not showing up, what would Jiang Ze, as the holy church in white, think? In the end, the owner of the family you follow is just a machine without family and blood? Or do you not take other people's lives at all?

You should know that there are only six white-clothed temples in the whole Fahrenheid family. As the head of a generation, whether out of family interests or family development, he can ignore his son but has to take care of these outsiders who work for himself.

Don't let them feel cold. This is the most important thing, otherwise no family can stand the butterfly effect.

"Are you ready to do it?" Looking at a man and a woman looking at herself cautiously not far away, Hua Qiang still smiled and walked slowly towards his son defenselessly, and then...

He walked past his son's body with an excited face and walked straight to Jiang Ze.

How's it going? Can you still move?" With a short body, Huaqiang's face was as black as Mr. Bao. He took out a small pill wrapped in tin foil from his arms and stuffed it into Jiang Ze's hand, and then asked gloomically.

"The owner." A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and Jiang Ze opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

To be honest, he is not a fool. He knows better than anyone what kind of personality a generation of family owners should have, but it is absolutely impossible to say that this kind of behavior is not moved. After all, he is just an outsider, and the other party values himself and even surpasses his son.

Jiang Ze can't help but have this kind of emotion when a scholar dies for his confidant.

"Oit's right, don't talk, just be able to move, and I have to carry it back to Yunnan for you!" A smile appeared on the owner's face, but this sentence almost made Jiang Ze's eyes sour.

He nodded heavily, and Jiang Ze directly stuffed the pill into his mouth, and then said nothing.

Looking at Jiang Ze recovering, Hua Qiang's face looked much better, and then the smile on his face gradually converated. He walked towards Lin Hongyi and Pan Hongsheng step by step, and he actually wanted to fight against two!

Seeing this scene, everyone under the stage had a sense of absurdity. Pan Hongsheng's previous strength had been obvious to all, and Lin Hongyi, who suddenly came to power, surprised everyone. However, the inconspicuous middle-aged man who finally came to power unexpectedly wanted to fight against two.

Despite the noise under the stage, Hua Qiang walked ten meters away from Pan Lin and stopped, and then a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face.

"Be careful!" In an understated sentence, Hua Qiang's shoulder shook from side to side, and the right fist he had been holding suddenly emitted a red light to wrap the other party, and then suddenly disappeared in place, and the next second he appeared directly above Lin Hongyi's head.

Refining the spirit! Hua Qiang is not a master of the later stage of the gas refining god at all. The real strength is a higher level than the gas refining god. Pan Hongsheng even only occasionally heard once or twice in the mouth of the old man!

From the introduction of qi into the body, the impurities in the body are expelled from the body, and the qi is left in Dantian; to refining the qi into the god, gradually control the qi in the body, and the qi and the god are combined into one to the highest level, and the qi is from the heart; to the refining the god as the soul, the essence and the spirit is combined into one, the whole person is as erratic like a qi, and the momentum can be like a rainbow or quietly. .

If you use Taoism's saying, refining the spirit is equivalent to the realm of three flowers. In addition to the extraordinary mind and talent, this kind of master, experience and training from childhood is the top priority, and can finally reach this realm.

Looking at the punch that instantly appeared above her, Lin Hongyi scolded and sent Pan Hongsheng far away with a gentle punch. Then suddenly, her hands drew a semicircle on the top of her head, and a layer of purple halo appeared in an instant.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Pan Hongsheng seemed to be able to see that the platform under Lin Hongyi's feet sank nearly half a foot in an instant, and then a low muffled hum sounded.

On the stage, Lin Hongyi covered the corners of her mouth with a pale face, and her delicate body trembled from time to time, as if she would fall at any time. Next to her, a woman whose age was not much different from her glanced at everyone on the stage with a cold face, and then fixed on Pan Hongsheng's body, her voice It seems to come from the nine hells.

"A waste, and you still need your own woman's protection!" His voice was cold, but Pan Hongsheng, who heard this, looked at a man who walked slowly to the stage and found that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then looked at Pan Hongsheng with a wry smile.

"You boy, because you were shot while lying down!" In his ear, a voice with three points of doting and seven points of relief sounded, and Pan Hongsheng, who heard this, sucked his nose and lowered his head without saying a word.

"Pan Huashan!" Looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, Hua Qiang's pale face lost too much blood.