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Chapter 1598 Retreat, the top of Jingshan Mountain!

However, this should not blame Lei Lao's three timid.

Mainly, Ye Fan's means are too ruthless!

At the beginning, the Battle of Taishan was destroyed by the Blood Wolf King, and Zhao Wuji, the richest man in Jiangdong, was swept out.

A few days ago, even the Meng family with a lustrous background also destroyed Ye Fanzhi's hands.

Moreover, according to the news obtained by Lei Laosan, Meng Chunhua, the young owner of the Meng family, was killed and died shortly after leaving Jiangdong.

In short, the facts have proven countless times, causing the teenager in front of them, none of them have a good end.

Now that he was angry with Mr. Chu, Laosan was naturally panicked, almost scared, and he was afraid that he would step into Meng Chunhua's rear dust.

In terrifying, Lei Laosan cried and begged for mercy.

"Laosan Lei, remember what you said today!"

"You can rest assured, as long as you are sincere to me, I will never treat you."

"Rich and prosperous, I let you enjoy it."

"But the same, if you have two hearts, don't blame me Ye Fan's seven -foot boxing!"

Huo ~

The cold wind, Ye Fan's words, slowly sounding in the ear of Lei Laosan.

Laosan was panicked in his heart. Naturally, he didn't dare to say anything.

"very good."

"That being the case, then what I give you to you, let's do it."

"At eight o'clock in the morning, the mountains of Jingzhou will be closed immediately!"

"Fangyuan kilometers, without my order, no one can take a step."

"Can you understand?" Ye Fan's words were low, and the middle -aged man looked down at him coldly.

Lei Laosan nodded in a row: "Yes, Mr. Chu is assured, the third I will do it."

"After tomorrow, there is a bird, and I will never let it fly into a half step!"

So, that night, after Lei Laosan returned home to the villa, he started to operate immediately.

"It is presented to the commander of the Martial Arts Museum of Thunder, and let him lead all members of the martial arts museum tomorrow morning, all of the outskirts of Jingzhou City, and enter the mountains of Jingzhou!"

"Before eight o'clock, the square was 100 meters, all of which were blocked."

"Anyone, don't take a step!"

Well ~

With the order of Lei Laosan, at the night, there were twelve Thunder Martial Arts Museums in Jingzhou City, and they all received orders. All members rushed overnight.

The Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion is the largest martial arts hall in Jingzhou, and it is also the industry owned by the Lei family.

Now Lei Laosan speaks, of course, they dare not follow.

In this way, in the early morning of the next day, there were hundreds of people who entered the mountains of Jingzhou.

All the roads on the mountain were sealed, and the rays were martial law for 100 meters under the foot of the mountain.

The warning line was surrounded by Jingzhou Mountain!

The Thunder Martial Arts Hall of the Lei family officially took over this area.

When there was a noise under the mountain, no one noticed that at this time, a thin figure on the top of the Jingzhou Mountains had already sat down.

In front of it, Tianhe Hengli.

Behind it, it is a hundred tons of jade, reflecting the sun, moon and starlight, which is shining.

On the eighth day of the first month, just after the New Year, the Lantern Festival has not arrived.

Ye Fan, officially closed, the top of Jingzhou Mountain!

Huo ~

The cold wind was blew, and the mountains and cypresses were blowing, and the juvenile clothes were also blown up, hunting.

Outside of thousands of miles, an old man stopped looking at it from a distance.

His hair is pale long.

But in my heart, I couldn't help praying.

"May the little master, great achievements, everything goes well ~"
Chapter completed!
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