Chapter: 407

"Mr. Zhao, make me some good tea."

"I'll go and come back!"

The next moment, Meng Baichuan immediately got up and walked towards the stone platform in front of him.

Looking at Meng Baichuan's majestic and domineering back, Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, but Meng Baichuan's domineering words just now filled his ears, lingering incessantly.

Not only Zhao Wuji himself, but also many people present were deeply impressed by Meng Baichuan's domineering words.

"Hahaha~"

"Okay~"

"In ancient times, Guan Yunchang, warm wine and kill Huaxiong."

"Today there is Meng Baichuan, make tea and chop He Rong!"

"President Meng, you really have a lot of courage!"


Zhao Wou-ki laughed, Meng Baichuan's self-confidence undoubtedly fueled Zhao Wou-ki's arrogance.

Suddenly, facing the direction Meng Baichuan left, Zhao Wuji cupped his fists and yelled, "I wish the chief instructor, the flag will be victorious, and the majesty of Guan Gong will be reproduced!"

Zao Wou-ki's move is like a boulder falling into the sea, setting off a thousand layers of huge waves.

In an instant, behind Zhao Wuji, more than a dozen big men all stepped out, facing Meng Baichuan's direction, and congratulated in unison: "I wish Chief Instructor Meng a victory, and reproduce Guan Gong's majesty!"

"I wish Chief Instructor Meng a successful start~~"

Words of reverence and respect, however, converged into a stream, echoing through the entire guild hall like sweeping waves.

Chen Ao and the others looked solemnly, watching from a distance, but the worry and solemnity in their hearts were extremely strong.

At this time, the entire guild hall was undoubtedly quiet.

Everyone, looking at Meng Baichuan's majestic and majestic figure, stepped up the steps.

Until, it appeared in front of Wu Herong.

"You are Wu Herong?"

"Wu Herong, the former richest man in Jiangdong, who made a disaster for Jiangdong ten years ago and has returned now, who committed countless crimes?" Meng Baichuan shouted angrily, but it caused waves of disturbance.

Wu Herong smiled: "The momentum is not small."

"I just don't know, how much of your strength can have your momentum?"

"Beating you is enough!"

But Meng Baichuan stopped talking nonsense, his muscles stiffened, and his whole body exploded with momentum.

Then, Meng Baichuan's waist was pressed down, and his lower body suddenly exerted force.

A violent force immediately spread from the ground to the soles of the feet, and then to the legs, and finally the waist suddenly exerted force.

boom!

Meng Baichuan punched violently down. JrNovels.com