"Yes! Who are you two? Why do you know my name?" Zhuo Wenming asked authentically.

The middle-aged man with a scar on his face bowed his hands respectfully to Zhuo Wen, and said in a deep voice, "I'm Fu Qimai. This is Liu Jingyi next to me. The two of us were sent by the Dharma Protector to protect you, Master Zhuo Wen."

Zhuo Wen showed surprise, and said naively: "Who is Protector Meng? Are you talking about that trash who was stepped on by my dragon horse? He is so kind, he even sent someone to protect me."

Fu Qimai and Liu Jingyi's faces were a little ugly, and Fu Qimai said in a deep voice: "Master Zhuo Wen, you'd better be careful when you speak. Protector Meng is the protector of our Dark Rock God City!"

"He had a lot of adults at the time, and he didn't care about such trivial things with you, otherwise..."

Having said that, Fu Qimai snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, this Fu Qimai dared to show killing intent towards him, it seems that he guessed right, Meng Tianqian sent these two people over with ulterior motives.

The cultivation bases of these two people are not bad, they are both the initial cultivation bases of the Creator, but in Zhuo Wen's opinion, the sum of these two people is not enough for him.

"Otherwise what? Are you going to kill me? I'm the nephew of the city lord of Hongxuan Shencheng. Does he have the guts? And you are just his two dogs. Do you have the guts?" Zhuo Wen sneered road

"Master Zhuo Wen, I know you have a noble status, but you also need to know that what you are in now is not Hongxuan God City, but our Dark Rock God City! I think you'd better restrain yourself!"

Fu Qimai's tone became gloomy and cold, he and Liu Jingyi looked at each other, and immediately they stopped Zhuo Wen in the middle.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Zhuo Wen showed a little flustered appropriately, but quickly pretended to be calm and said: "I'm going to see my aunt, so why don't you take me there now! If my aunt can't see me, both of you will die ugly. "

In the eyes of Fu Qimai and Liu Jingyi, Zhuo Wen's tone was stern, and he must be afraid and undecided.

There was a trace of disdain in the eyes of the two of them. In their eyes, Zhuo Wen was a complete dude.

Relying on the fact that there is an aunt who is the owner of the city of Shencheng, who is just domineering in front of them, they look down on such a dude from the bottom of their hearts.

"Nothing interesting! We just think you are too noisy, Master Zhuo Wen, and we plan to make you quieter!"

Fu Qimai's eyes showed a hint of savagery, and his right hand suddenly flew out, the violent energy was as terrifying as rushing thunder, and he grabbed Zhuo Wen's face...

Fu Qimai's right hand was filled with terrifying thunder, making a crackling sound.

boom!

Fu Qimai's right palm landed on Zhuo Wen's face, making a dull sound.

Fu Qimai laughed loudly, but soon realized that something was wrong, his right hand hit Zhuo Wen's face in front of him, and Zhuo Wen should have been thrown upside down.

But Zhuo Wen's feet seemed to take root, standing straight on the spot, motionless like a mountain.

And he also noticed that his right hand was a little painful.

It seemed that the right palm hit a solid rock just now, rather than a person's face.

Fu Qimai took away his right hand, and was horrified to find that Zhuo Wen was looking at him coldly with his eyes open.

Those eyes were full of coldness and killing intent, as if looking at a dead person.

Thumb up!

Fu Qimai couldn't help backing back again and again, he looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief.

What exactly is going on?

He used all his strength to hit this person in the face.

The man was unharmed.

It's all so weird.

Fu Qimai felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his whole body trembled in fear.

"retreat!"

An unprecedented sense of crisis filled Fu Qimai's mind, and he subconsciously flew back.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's whole body exudes a crystal light, and the original dandy atmosphere on him has been completely replaced by strength and domineering.

"Without my permission, are you eligible to retire?"

Zhuo Wen's voice was overbearing with sarcasm, and with a kick of his right foot, he appeared in front of Fu Qimai as if teleporting.

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