Chapter 35 Lord Albert

As soon as Wang Fan sat down in the chair, he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Wang Fan drank the waterway, and he could hear the old class's voice from his footsteps.

After the old class had to come in, he looked like he wanted to talk and stop. Wang Fan said, "I know what you want to ask. That's good. I did what happened yesterday!"

After listening to it, Lao Ban's face changed, but he immediately calmed down and reminded him, "Your Excellency, Yanyang has another big brother in Yuncheng. He is the second commander of Yuncheng, Haitian. Do you know this?"

"I know!" Wang Fan took a sip of tea and said lightly, "He told me before he died!"

"Then aren't you afraid...?"

Wang Fan smiled indifferently and said, "Who would know that I did it? Are you?"

Lao Ben hurriedly knelt down: "Your Excellency, don't worry, I won't say it."

"Okay, get up. I don't mean anything else. Wait a minute, you can go to the hospital to find Belle. Remember to bring the medicine I need." Wang Fan ordered again. He was afraid that what happened last night would be recognized by Bai Lianer, so he didn't dare to call her.

The old class is a little confused: "Aren't you going in person?"

Wang Fan nodded with a complicated expression: "Well, go, remember, it's Belle, not her sister."

Although there are still some doubts, the old class still has to be ordered to go.

Wang Fan walked to the window and gently pushed the window open to let the oriental sunlight flow into the room. The golden light illuminated the room, and a faint fragrance flowed in from the outside, making this golden and brilliant room closer to nature.

Looking into the distance, Yanyang's mansion was already full of people. After Wang Fan left that night, Yanyang's men dispersed, and there was no one left. Yanyang Sadan and a man's body were buried hastily, and Yanyang's mansion was deserted.

The rise and fall of honor and disgrace, in a blink of an eye!!!

Standing with his hands back, the breeze in the morning light was blowing. Wang Fan took out a blood-stained badge from his pocket and slowly stroked it. In the past few days, he has tried his best to suppress Colin's emotions, but Colin's revenge anger has been affecting Wang Fan.

A white eagle is engraved on the blood badge with several abbreviations. The badge is four fingers wide and has a heavy texture. It should be made of bronze. It is stained with human blood. It was red, and the white eagles were soaked into red.

"Is this badge to kill Kitadoll and his own family? Who will it be?" Wang Fan looked at the distance and thought about it slowly.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise downstairs. Wang Fan didn't want to care, but suddenly heard a familiar female voice.

"Hey, get out of the way. If you don't get out of the way, I won't be polite!" An angry woman shouted.

"Yo, the girl is quite temperamental, haha, I like it, I like it! Today, I will stand here. If you give me a kiss, I will let you go there, otherwise, hum..." A joking male voice laughed.

As soon as Wang Fan heard the voices of these two people, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Open the door, go to the stairway and look down. Isn't it Belle and the arrogant young master, this stupid. Compared with the young master, you can really meet him anywhere.

Belle is also a wild man. Seeing that the arrogant young master refused, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and stepped on the back of the arrogant young master's foot while he was not paying attention.

"Ah!" The arrogant young master screamed and hugged his feet and shouted in pain. Looking at the way his nose and eyes are huddled, it is obvious that Belle's strength is not weak.

Belle carried the medicine box on her back and wanted to bypass him and walk upstairs while he was holding his feet.

"You guys, stop her quickly and don't let her run away!" The arrogant young master pointed to Belle angrily and shouted.

Several burly men around him bypassed one after another and blocked Belle again.

"Little bitch, how dare you step on my feet. I won't do you today, and I won't call you Mario." The arrogant young master scolded angrily.

"Humph!" A cold snorting came from the building, and a cold voice sounded: "Mario, who are you going to do?"

Everyone looked up and saw Wang Fan coming down from the upstairs step by step, but his short body came out of a strong momentum. Everyone only felt the sound of Wang Fan stepping on the floor step by step as if knocking on his heart. They didn't know that this was the effect of Wang Fan deliberately exuding his own fighting spirit.

As soon as Master Mario saw Wang Fan coming down, he instinctively shrank his head, but immediately he became arrogant again.

"Tell you, don't mind your own business. This is my business with her!"

Wang Fan then said, "She came to me, so her business is my business. If you have something to do, you can come to me."

Bai Lier said anxiously below, "Dia, what are you talking about? You can't beat them. Go and call Brother Bernan!"

"Bainan?" Wang Fan thought of the shy man who offered flowers and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "He can't come! It's okay for the old man to come here."

When Master Mario saw Wang Fanqiang coming out, he couldn't lose face, but thinking about Wang Fan's strength, he was a little hesitant. Suddenly, he saw a handsome man in armor coming in the door. His eyes lit up and he shouted and ran over.

"Ah, Albert, you're here, too. Come here quickly and give my anger to the young master. This guy is very arrogant. He hit me last time. You must avenge me. Yes, my aunt must have come when you come. She must not want to see me being bullied. You're going to beat him up for me."

Wang Fan looked at the door. He also happened to meet a pair of golden eyes.

I saw the man coming in from the door, dressed in bright yellow light armor and hanging a big sword around his waist. The face is handsome, and the lines are carved like stone. It gives people a strong feeling. His eyes are calm. The demeanor gives people a deeply trained sense of rhythm.

Similarly, as soon as he came in, he looked at Wang Fan. When he saw Wang Fan's appearance, his golden eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.

And Wang Fan was also quite surprised when he saw him, "Isn't this man the leading knight of the aristocratic carriages he saw at the gate of the town!"

aside, several of Master Mario's men have shouted. In particular, De Biao, who was beaten by Wang Fan, jumped out of nowhere. He cried and shouted beside the man.

"Lord Albert, you must make the decision for me. Look at my face. It's still swollen now. He did it!" With that, De Biao pointed to Wang Fan and shouted, "It's him who bullied our young master. Moreover, he even robbed women from our young master. You must teach him a lesson!"

"Yes, Albert, you must beat him up for me today. Humph, dare to grab something from me! Looking for death!" Mario also shouted excitedly.

Albert, a handsome man who has been locking his spirit on Wang Fan since he entered the door, is more and more surprised, because in a short time just now, he launched his own fighting spirit and suppressed Wang Fan with a strong momentum. But he was pushed back by a force.

"This little brother, I don't know the first level?" Albert suddenly bowed his hand and asked Wang Fan politely.

"It's just a junior, not as good as Brother Albert's first-level intermediate." Wang Fan smiled and bowed his hand back. By the way, I clicked out the other party's order. He used a space to detect him just now and saw that this man was a middle-level fighting spirit. The wind attribute is fighting spirit.

Although Albert had been prepared for a long time, he was still very surprised when Wang Fan admitted that he was already a first-class fighter. After Wang Fan points out his strength, he really regarded Wang Fan as an equal opponent. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person, and then boasted, "Little brother has good eyesight. How about we go out and compete?"

The others present had long been stunned by the dialogue between the two. Wang Fan looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although his temperament was very calm, his appearance was too young. What is the concept of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old fighter? To reach the first level at this age, it can be seen that the future achievements are unlimited, and how powerful it is to cultivate such a freak.

Mario and De Biao, the two masters and servants, were also stunned. They thought that Wang Fan had just practiced some magic tricks and was a little more powerful than them, but they didn't expect that Wang Fan was already a first-class fighter.

What does the first-order fighter represent?

As long as it is a fighter, it represents privilege and strength.

Such a young fighter was offended by himself more than once.

Mario is now very regretful and extremely chagrined. De Biao's face was pale. He was just a bodyguard servant. Now he had offended such a young adult. He immediately thought that he would be killed to ease the conflict with this adult. Thinking of his cruel end, De Biao suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, "I'm done!" Then I simply fainted.

And Wang Fan walked slowly to the street with Albert.

The surroundings were full of people, and they looked at the two people in the field with awe and excitement, although one of them was a milky teenager.

Albert pulled out the big sword on his waist, raised it to the center of his eyebrows, and said seriously, "My sword is called loyalty!" Every move that represents me is for the Martin family and the glory of the Martin family!"

Wang Fan waved a circle of blue and silver sword, pulled out a sword flower, and simply said, "Blue and silver sword!"

"Okay, little brother Dia, let's get started!" Albert nodded solemnly and retreated.

The wind suddenly rises, floating a lonely heart. The two people stood in place, and neither of them did it first. However, in no particular order, their clothes began to float, as if there were countless subtle whirlwinds blowing below.

The silver timmer floats on Wang Fan's body!

The golden fighting spirit waded around Albert!

The momentum of the two people is getting higher and higher, and the atmosphere in the field begins to stagnate, and it becomes heavier and heavier. The onlookers around seem to feel that there is surging force in the impact and suppression. People who are closer to them can't stand it at first and retreat one after another.

With this retreat, the two of them expanded a large circle.

"Drink! Pay attention, pick me up a whirlwind sword!" Albert suddenly shouted loudly. He held the sword in both hands and circled around. The sword suddenly flashed with a fierce golden fighting spirit. A light wheel shoud from the sword and killed Wang Fan along the ground.

[Dizzy. I didn't know I had tonsil inflammation until I took the medicine for three days. I just went to get the medicine today. I'm much better now. Work hard to code words! Please support the south wind!]