There were three elevators in the hall. Zhang Heng frowned and turned around and ran towards the stairs. At his current speed, running stairs is not slower than taking the elevator. In places like this, there must be some emergency plans. They are tied into the elevator and climbing out of it. It is better to run stairs than to run stairs.

As for the door of the stairwell on each floor, it was directly split by Zhang Heng for a huge profit.

"Boss, someone broke into the guild hall. It's an ancient martial artist!" A tall, about thirty years old, white-collar beauty, pushed open the door and walked in quickly and reported!

The 18th floor of Langsha Leisure Hall is not open to the public. Mu Guyan was wearing a strong outfit and jumped down the plum blossom stake, making her body as light as a swallow.

He asked with a cold face: "Ancient martial artist? Where is the family from!"

"I don't know you!" Zhou Yafang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It seems quite strange, not like he is a long time in the Beijing circle. It seems that something has messed with him and kicked our doors to pieces. He ran to the stairs and went up the thirteenth floor. He didn't know what he was going to do. Uncle Fifth has passed!"

Mu Guyan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It shouldn't be coming to our guild hall. If you guess correctly, it must be a young man from the capital who caused the trouble. Let's go down and see where the other party came from, and even dares to smash the door of the 'Rangsha guild hall'!"

In front of Zhou Yafang, Mu Guyan took off her clothes and changed into a purple skirt. Her graceful figure, not a trace of fat, and her butt was tight, which made Zhou Yafang envious. Compared with a thirty-year-old girl, her figure and skin were so good back then, but ten years have made her a woman no longer as "tight" as before. The flesh in some places has become soft and no longer has the elasticity of her when she was a girl.

When Mu Guyan and Zhou Yafang came down, Zhang Heng had already kicked open the door of "Imperial Room 3". He had a cold face and showed murderous intent.

A thin old man stood in front of Zhao Ke.

Li Qian pulled Zhang Heng's arm with a nervous face, afraid that he would rush up and beat Zhao Ke again!

Mr. Zhao, who was so cool just now, had a purple color on his face, clearly visible slap marks, and half of his face became swollen.

"You, you dare to hit me!" Zhao Ke's face was covered in ferociousness and his face was so gloomy that he looked scary.

"I'm from the Gobi Desert, I'll hit you. What can you do to me?" Zhang Heng rolled his eyes and snorted coldly at the other party. The old man who stood in front of this boy was a master, and his every move was sharp. If it weren't for the old man blocking him, Zhang Heng would have to go up and slap him to ruin him.

"You just touched my Zhang Heng's woman? I don't know how to live or die!"

Li Qian's brain was a little too hard to turn, and she only knew to hug Zhang Heng foolishly and prevent him from moving. Is this still the man she knew before? He was domineering and didn't take anyone seriously. The one he beat was the Zhao family's son, the Zhao family, and the power in the capital. She had a personal understanding of how powerful it is.

A four-generation junior can force the Li family to the point of giving himself to his own life in exchange for benefits. How great is it?

"Okay, okay, haha!" Zhao Ke laughed in anger, took out his cell phone, and called him for someone. Zhang Heng rolled his eyes and ignored him.

He said to the old man who was blocking his body, "Get out of the way, look at you, you are old, with old arms and legs. If you really want to start, you are pulling somewhere."

Zhang Heng could see that this old man was not. The guy behind him was probably from this Langsha Guild Hall. It seems that this Guild Hall is not simple. Can ordinary people find such a master to take charge?

"Young man, it's not good to be so angry. I'm selling my face. I'll take this matter over today. How about it?" Wu Wu looked at Zhang Heng with a happy look and said with a smile.

Take it?

Zhang Heng suddenly became angry again and said with a gloomy face: "Old man, you'd better not interfere in this matter today. For your older age, I won't give you much care. Humph, no one can protect him!"

The hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife is irreconcilable. Although Li Qian is not his wife, she is always her own woman. Made, if you dare to touch his own woman and not torture you to death, how can your father establish himself in the world? In the past, he met these rich second-generations and second-generation officials, and he had no choice but to have no choice but to have no choice at that time.

But now it's different!

"Boy, I, Zhao Ke, will not be able to play with you tonight, and I will take your surname from now on!" After Zhao Ke hung up the phone, he sat on the sofa, covered his face and pointed at Zhang Heng and cursed. Wu Wu was blocking him in front of him, and he couldn't do anything to him. He also had self-knowledge, and the people from Langsha Association could not drive him. But the people from Langsha Association would not let this bastard who came out of nowhere meet him again.

Zhang Heng was so upset that he patted Li Qian, who was a little scared, sat opposite him, and said with a smile: "Okay, Master Heng, I will accept your grandson in the future. I want to see how your grandson will kill me." After that, he turned around and shrugged at Wu Wu: "You have also seen it. Not only do I not want to finish, but this grandson does not want to finish. There is nothing we can do, so we can only have fun!"

Langsha Association was originally a place where young masters from Beijing often come to. Mu Guyan also has the reputation of being the No. 1 lady in Beijing. Now I heard that someone not only smashed Langsha Association, but also beat the young master of the Zhao family. What a great deal? Many young masters who are not afraid of the world come to watch the fun!

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Zhao? The slap marks on this face are really dazzling. Why is this style popular this year? Tsk tsk... purple is revealed in the blue, it hurts!" From outside the door, a young man in his early twenties walked into a young man in his early twenties, holding red wine in his hand, and gloating at the beaten Zhao Kexing.

"Gu Letian, get away, there's nothing you can do here today!" Zhao Ke's face was gloomy and terrible. Today, this person was so disappointed!

"Did you grow up by eating shit? Why is it so smelly? This Langsha Association is the territory of your Zhao family? You asked me to get out, I'll look at you like a bear!" Gu Letian looked at Zhao Ke's appearance and felt so happy. He had long wanted to find someone to deal with each other, but the two of them had a equal family background and had no chance to attack.

Since childhood, the two of them have been in the small circle of Beijing, so they have no choice but to treat each other. No one likes anyone, nor do they accept anyone!

Gu Letian turned around and sat next to Zhang Heng, and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Brother! Are you interested in following me, Gu Letian in the future? Don't worry, I will help you settle what happened today."

He had long seen that the cause was because the woman sitting next to Zhang Heng was jealous and beaten. Zhao Ke would never let the elders of the family know about such embarrassing things. Even the elders of the family would not stand up for such embarrassing things. So, he dared to say that he could settle them!

"Haha!" Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head, and said to Wu Wu in front: "Old senior, this Langsha Guild Hall is your territory, right? Ask someone to give me a bottle, Lafite from 1982. Don't worry, you won't be able to pay any debts. When my friend comes, I will naturally treat you with courtesy and give your enemies... Sao Rui can only kick him hard in the face!"

Gu Letian was stunned, OK, this kid is so arrogant that he feels a little bit like he wants to make friends.
Chapter completed!