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Chapter 899

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Chen Yang looked at Yuan Ziyi and said pitifully.

"Then can you take your hands away and twist them for a while and the flesh will fall off."

All the brothers burst into laughter.

Just when Chen Yang and his brothers were drinking happily,

The King’s Mansion of the Town,

hall,

A middle-aged man in fine clothes was sitting there drinking tea.

Daxia Empire, the first person under Zhou Yun,

The king of the town, Zhou Heng!

At this moment, the housekeeper came in and looked at Zhou Heng, with a pale face and said: "Your Majesty, President Ouyang was beaten to death, and thousands of elite members of the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Association were all driven to the Eastern Region to be used as cannon fodder. The Imperial Capital Martial Arts Association General Assembly

, now it’s almost an empty city!”

Zhou Heng's hand suddenly stopped, and a cold and murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to normal.

He put down his tea cup and looked at the butler who said calmly: "In this imperial capital, there is no one who doesn't know that I, Zhou Heng, protect the Wushu Association. If they dare to attack the Wushu Association, they are not giving me face. Tell me, what is it?"

Who has such courage?"

"Chen Yang." The housekeeper said quickly: "Or he is the Pojun of Heavenly Punishment."

Zhou Heng's eyes suddenly lit up and he murmured: "It is indeed him, I just said that others don't have such courage!

I have long suspected that this Chen Yang is Po Jun, and now I am really convinced!"

The housekeeper nodded quickly: "Now his identity has been confirmed, and now he is leading the 300,000 Heavenly Punishment Army, holding a banquet in front of the Su Mansion, drinking happily, and celebrating!"

Zhou Heng laughed: "I'm living quite comfortably! But now that he's comfortable, I'm not. Now let me add some fun to him!"

After saying that, he picked up the phone and called out: "Sister Yun, I'm Zhou Heng. I have something I need you to do."

After Zhou Heng finished speaking, he explained his plan again.

An extremely cold voice sounded on the phone: "Don't worry, leave it to me. This bastard ruined my plan. I will cut him into pieces."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Zhou Heng put down the phone, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said repeatedly: "Eighteen trees in front of you, it tastes really good!"

The butler next to him looked at Zhou Heng and asked with some concern: "Your Majesty, Queen Wen has been relegated to the cold palace, is it still useful for her to speak now?"

Zhou Heng burst out laughing: "Have you forgotten the power behind Wen Yun? Do you think Zhou Yun really dares to completely destroy him?"

"You mean?" The housekeeper's eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhou Heng nodded slightly: "Zhou Yun acted too late, so even if he recovers, he can't change the overall situation, haha."

In front of the Yuan Mansion,

Qisha, who had drunk too much, looked at Chen Yang and said loudly: "Chen, Brother Chen, it's getting late, you and your sister-in-law should go back and rest!"

Yuan Ziyi next to her lowered her head shyly, but her face was full of smiles.

Some things are like opium. Once you have tasted it, you will never forget the wonderful taste.

Chen Yang chuckled and said: "Hey, it's still early, it's still early!"

Greedy Wolf replied: "Why are you so early? A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!" Mobile phone users please browse


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