On the other side of the phone, a panic sound passed over.

"Zhang Lao, failed.

When I heard this, Zhang Lao slapped a slap, and the solid wood table was instantly shot into a pile of powder.

"How is this possible? Ji Fan?"

"Ji Fan ... I don't know what to do."

"waste!!!"

Zhang Lao scolded angrily, and the phone was directly pinched.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hongqing also saw that the matter seemed bad. He was just about to ask. At this time, his phone rang.

Wang Hongqing pulled out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was made by the old lady of the Wang family.

Wang Hongqing hurriedly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, old lady, I am waiting for the news, you can rest assured, this time, Ji Fan will die ..."

"Waste, when do you intend to get rid of the old man, Ji Fan is now in me, you roll back to the old man."

Hearing Mrs. Wang's words, Wang Hongqing was embarrassed.

"What? Ji Fan is in you? How can this be possible?"

Wang Hongqing's face was unbelievable, but Mrs. Wang had hung up the phone.

Listening to the blind voice from the phone on the phone, Wang Hongqing stayed like a wooden chicken.

At this point, Zhang Lao came to Wang Hongqing's following and stared at Wang Hongqing.

"What are you talking about? Ji Fan is in the Wang family?"

Wang Hongqing woke up from the shock, he nodded, then turned and left.

"The old lady made me rush back now and resign."

Wang Hongqing left Zhang Lao's office directly, watching Wang Hongqing leave, Zhang Lao's face became gloomy.

A cold flashed in his eyes, and then called the secretary.

"Go, invite the three adults of the flowers, the snow demon, and the moon magic, and say that there is a matter of close things."

The secretary heard the words, and hurried to go.

Zhang Laoshou said:

"Ji Fan, you can't escape the palm of the old man."

Nympho

On the other side, Wang Hongqing hurried back to the residence of Mrs. Wang.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a person lying on the ground.

It is Ji Fan.

And Ji Fan still stands next to him, Wang Guming.

Wang Hongqing's eyes stared, looked at Wang Guming, and said:

"Wang Guming, what's the matter with this? Ji Fan caught it?"

Wang Guming's complexion was indifferent, nodded, and said:

"certainly."

"Just rely on you? How can you catch Ji Fan? Give me honesty." Wang Hongqing said angrily.

At this time, Mrs. Wang on the side said coldly:

"Lao Qi, what's wrong? What you can't do, Gu Ming has done it, what qualifications do you have to question there? If the old man is you, he will have no face to return to the Wang family."

When he heard the old lady's words, Wang Hongqing's face became extremely ugly. He whispered and fell to the ground.

"Master, I ..."

Wang Hongqing didn't know what to say.

At this time, Wang Guming said:

"Old lady, you promise my condition, now?" Now? "

Hearing Wang Guming's words, Mrs. Wang glanced deeply at Wang Guming, and then laughed:

"The old man promised you, natural counting, from now on, you are the master of the seventh pulse of the Wang family."

When he heard this, Wang Guming immediately showed his excitement and bowed to Mrs. Wang:

"Old lady, thank you for your cultivation. I must try my best to run the seventh pulse and cultivate more martial arts for the Wang family."

Mrs. Wang nodded with a smile.

At this time, Wang Hongqing was dumbfounded.

"Master, do you let him enter the seventh pulse? What about me?"

"Well, how many opportunities did the old man given you, but what about you? A Ji Fan, which consumes how much material resources and manpower of the family. In the end, you still have nothing to find.

Kyoto. "

Mrs. Wang directly scolded.

Hearing this, Wang Hongqing's face was pale, and he was unwilling.

"Okay, go, get it, see your face, the old man is annoying."

Mrs. Wang said.

Then, he looked at Ji Fan lying on the ground, sneered, and said:
Chapter completed!