Since Ji Fan returned from the top of Taihang Mountain, he has been retreating to recover his injury. A week passed, and he finally went out.

As soon as Ji Fan got out of the customs, he received an invitation from the Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

Jiang Pei said anxiously:

"Ji Fan, I think it's not right. I have inquired. This time the Kyoto Martial Arts Association invited you alone. I don’t know what they want to do?"

Hearing this, a sneer flashed in Ji Fan's eyes.

"It's a bit interesting, but go to see it."

"Are you going?"

"certainly."

Nympho

Soon, Ji Fan came to Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

Standing again at the entrance of Kyoto Martial Arts Association again, Ji Fan vaguely felt a faint killing.

Ji Fan's gaze glanced around the Kyoto Martial Arts Association, and the corner of the mouth was slightly raised, and he walked in.

As soon as he entered the gate, Ji Fan felt that sense of crisis again, and clearer than before.

Ji Fan's consciousness was swept away, and soon, he found several kills, and seemed to be in a state of half -opening.

In this regard, Ji Fan's eyes are full of disdain.

"If you want to rely on these kills, it is too weak."

Ji Fan stepped in.

After a while, I came to a conference room.

At this time, when Zhang Lao saw Ji Fan's arrival, he showed a smile and got up and said:

"Mr. Ji, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhang Lao stretched out his hand.

However, Ji Fan directly bypassed Zhang Lao, came to the chair, and sat down with one butt.

"What happened to me, just talk about it."

There were several contradictions with him before this old Zhang. During the period, he did not target him. He didn't have any good impression on this person, so he was too lazy to be polite to him.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lao's eyes were a mimether, and the smile on his face was even more prosperous.

"Since Mr. Ji is so straightforward, the old man will not be in a circle. This time, Mr. Ji is here, there is a great thing."

"oh?"

Ji Fan's eyebrows were slightly raised and laughed:

"What good things?"

"Mr. Ji, I want to invite Mr. Ji as a permanent director of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association, and the head of the head of the northern part of the Wuxiao Association."

Zhang Lao laughed and continued to explain.

"There are a lot of misunderstandings between us. Now Mr. Ji, regardless of his suspicion, removes a big devil for our martial arts association. Thank you for your deserves."

Hearing this, a sneer flashed in Ji Fan's eyes, and he said lightly:

"Oh? Kyoto Martial Arts Association is actually willing to have such a big blood, which really surprised me a little."

"Where Mr. Ji said, Mr. Ji is a new star in the ancient martial arts world of Long Kingdom.

"This condition is indeed very tempting, let me agree, it is not impossible, can I also mention a condition to the Kyoto Martial Arts Association?"

Ji Fan asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Lao's face was slightly stagnant.

"Speaking of it."

Ji Fan smiled lightly:

"I want you to release someone in the black dungeon."

Hearing this, Zhang Lao's face was suddenly tight, and a cold light in his eyes was fleeting, but soon, Zhang Lao changed to a smiley face.

"Mr. Ji, this incident, the old man cannot agree, the Kyoto Martial Arts Association has rules. Anyone who enters the black dynasty has no possibility of release."

Ji Fan heard the words, a bang "hit the table with a punch.

"Rules? You fucking also talk about the rules with me? The so -called rules in your mouth, isn't it just made by yourself? You can let the Kyoto Wang family transfer me to you in a word, send me into me, send me in

Heiyao Dungeon, a word also made me become a permanent director of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association. Now I tell me the rules in front of me, I'll go to your mother. "

Facing Ji Fan's abuse of his nose, Zhang Lao's face suddenly became gloomy.
Chapter completed!