7428: C7428 Han Zhengsheng's Fear

C7428 Han Zhengsheng's Fear

Loong Shaojie, Zheng Pengfei, and the rest of the group were confused. Why did this guy suddenly stop following the rules?1

He had just asked him to go out, and now he was inviting them to go out together to solve the problem?

However, it didn't matter what this brat was trying to do. As long as he dared to step out of the door, the few of them would teach this brat to behave like a human.

"Zheng Pengfei, I'll ask you again."

"Are you sure that I shook the person you asked me to shake?"

When he said this, Loong Shaojie looked at Zheng Pengfei and said with a serious expression.

"Haiya!"

"Brother Loong, you can rest assured that you can do whatever you want with this matter. The person I shook this time is a local tyrant of the capital. He has a lot of influence in the capital's black and white circles."

Zheng Pengfei patted his chest and promised Loong Shaojie.

"Alright, I'll kill this little bastard today!"

Loong Shaojie also sneered when he saw Zheng Pengfei's promise. He led his group of brothers and followed behind Zhang Xiaofann.

The reason why Zhang Xiaofann suddenly changed his mind and wanted to go out with Loong Shaojie, Zheng Pengfei and the others to solve the problem was because he was annoyed by these flies.

Since there was a road to heaven that he didn't want to take, and there was no door to hell, he, Zhang Xiaofann, would naturally not mind taking care of these ignorant brats for Yama!

"..."

Han Zhengsheng had been living a very depressing life recently.

It could be said that ever since he returned from the headquarters of the Chiyuv Hall, he had been in a very, very depressing state.

He had no choice. The scenes that he had experienced recently, even if they were described as 'legend' or 'legendary', they were far more than that!

After all, the scenes that had happened in the Chiyuv Hall that day were far too bloody and cruel.

That man's terrifying golden flying sword was simply beyond the limits of human strength. As long as he wanted to, he could move at will, reaping the lives of the disciples of the Chiyuv Hall at every moment.

Han Zhengsheng also couldn't forget the handsome face of that man. Although he looked 'innocent', he was a 'devil' of the era. The only thing left in his heart was the word 'luck'.

He was glad that he had run away in time with Chen Qidong. When he saw that the situation was unfavorable, he immediately retreated from the headquarters of the Chiyuv Hall.

If not, if that man had noticed their existence, Han Zhengsheng would have thought of his miserable fate even if he used the back of his head.

The thing that Han Zhengsheng was not sure of was whether that man still remembered him.

However, from now on, Han Zhengsheng did not dare to step within a hundred miles of the headquarters of Chiyuv Hall. Even if it was a place he had to pass, he would think of a way to avoid it.

Han Zhengsheng, he did not want to see that devil again in his life …

Until now, every time Han Zhengsheng thought of the scenes that happened in the headquarters of Chiyuv Hall that day, he suddenly felt a cold air rushing from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head. It made him feel as if he was silent, terrified, and unable to rest …

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