Everyone turned their heads together and saw a big man walking through the hall.

This big man is really burly, 1.9 meters tall. He wears a casual shirt on his T-shirt and cannot cover his angular muscles. He is full of amazing explosive power. The most eye-catching sign is his shiny head and a scorpion with fangs and claws on it. Even though he is smiling at the moment, the heavy and violent pressure still makes people feel a little difficult to breathe.

If the man who made the horned knife was a poisonous snake that had come out of the hole, then this man was a tiger that went down the mountain.

Seeing the big man, many people's faces changed, Manager Liu first met: "Brother Hu..."

Brother Hu waved his hand and stopped what he wanted to say. He turned to Master Wu and smiled faintly, "Master Wu, if you are not satisfied with the young people, you can complain to me, why do you have to hit and smash it?"

The fifth master smiled and said, "Menghu, I said I would accompany you if I broke something!"

"Oh! That's it!" Meng Hu, the man who was as famous, looked like he suddenly realized his mind, then waved to Manager Liu and said, "Come here and calculate the losses here. The fifth master is not an outsider. Give him a [31 Novel Network                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

"Hey!" Manager Liu nodded repeatedly, but in his stomach, he thought that the fifth master was about to be in trouble.

Sure enough, Meng Hu continued to think seriously and continued: "That chopstick is worth one million, one pair, five million bowls, ten million chairs, and table..."

The fifth master's smile froze on his face...

"Meng Hu, if you say this, you're a little bit unreasonable!"

The fifth master said angrily.

Meng Hu's smile gradually calmed down and seemed a little ferocious. A fierce light suddenly appeared in his tiger's eyes: "Does Fifth Master think I'm talking big on the lion? Then I beat your subordinates, should I just accompany some medical expenses?"

The fifth master was so angry that he trembled all over. The tall young man who had suffered a small loss before, obviously did not know Meng Hu, or did not know Meng Hu's power, jumped out from the side and said angrily: "You are so shameless, right?"

As he said that, he picked up a rosewood chair and smashed it over.

Meng Hu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a step forward. The fist as big as a sand bowl blasted out like a cannonball. The stones were shocked. The rosewood chair was blasted out of a hole by him, and it hit the tall young man like a bamboo shoot.

The tall young man groaned, staggered and fell, and sat on the ground with his chest and his butt. He struggled for a few times, but he could no longer get up.

Meng Hu's punch actually broke the hard rosewood chair, and his remaining momentum broke his two ribs without disappearing. He felt a heart-wrenching pain with just one move.

"If you don't want to die, just lie down for me, otherwise your ribs will pierce your lungs and the gods will not be able to save you!"

Zhao Yanfeng sneered and reminded him.

Although he doesn't care about the other party's life or death, the matter has happened because of himself and he doesn't want to add more trouble.

Meng Hu raised his eyebrows slightly, but nothing was missing. Since Meng Hu appeared, the man holding a small scimitar turned his gaze to him. At this moment, he could no longer hold it back. His feet were like oiling. A cold light shone forward from Meng Hu's right lower abdomen with a tricky anti-eight characters.

Meng Hu's reaction speed was not at all proportional to his image of developed limbs. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's arm.

The man forced himself to bully him, but Meng Hu had already roared angrily, and a beautiful shoulder-slide smashed the other party three feet away. He smashed the tables and chairs for two consecutive chapters before stopping. Fortunately, at a critical moment, he removed a lot of Meng Hu's domineering power and did not suffer internal injuries.

Looking at Meng Hu, who was majestic and like a god, a bright color flashed deep in Zhao Yanfeng's eyes. It's been a long time since he saw such a hero.

On the other hand, the fifth master's subordinates turned pale and were silent.

The fifth master's face turned into a pig's liver color, and he trembled all over and said, "Menghu, even if it's Black Rose here, I have to give me three points of face, you..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly and his eyes were staring at a place.

Almost at the same time, everyone felt a cold breath coming and looked back.

I saw a woman walking slowly outside the door, a woman who could never tell from the outside was both like a 20-year-old girl and a thirty-year-old woman. Her long hair was tied up high like a black cloud, and her beautiful face was like a layer of faint frost, cold and cold.

Not every woman can wear cheongsams. They are not protruding in front, not curling in back, not straight in back, not white in back, and not white in skin, and not suitable for hair tie... They are all a kind of flaw. They are too thin and cannot support them, and they are too fat and have no beautiful lines.

If it is not a celebration day and women who dare to wear cheongsams to go out, they are women who are extremely confident in their appearance and figure.

The woman who came in was wearing a black cheongsam, which fully outlined her perfect curves, while also showing the advantages that cheongsam must have. It is noble, elegant and sexy. She was born to endorse the cheongsam.

With her beautiful and flawless face, it was like a statue of a queen that could only be viewed from a distance and could not be desecrated, and even her scarlet lips were not abrupt.

This is a woman who is extremely beautiful, has the ultimate sex, and is also extremely cold.
Chapter completed!