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"You dare to hurt someone!" A red wave of anger surged across Wang Cang's pale face. He roared and rushed towards Wang Dong, raised his right hand high, and roared: "Give me your life!"

Wang Han on the stage also looked angry. He never expected that on this day, on this big day, there would be an incident of hurting people in this many gaze-like venues!

"You dare!" Wang Han shouted angrily, stepped on the stage with his right foot. While leaving a clearly visible footprint, Wang Han himself soared into the air and flew towards Wang Dong.

"Tsk tsk, I'm just fulfilling his wish to be beaten by me. What's so excited?" Wang Dong sneered, raised his right hand casually, grabbed Wang Cang's wrist, and shook his shoulders and threw Wang Cang at Wang Han who was rushing towards him.

Wang Han took Wang Cang with one hand and threw it to the side. The cleverness in his hand made Wang Cang stagger back and stood firm. After doing this, Wang Han looked at Wang Dong with a gloomy face and whispered: "Are you really bullying me, there is no one in the Wang family?"

"Hey, are you wrong?" Wang Dong couldn't help laughing, staring at Wang Han's face, and sneered: "It's Wang You who is looking for trouble, Wang Tian, ​​who helped him stand out, and Wang Tian's backstage is Wang Cang. Why don't you say that your Wang family bullies others?"

Wang Han stared at Wang Dong with a gloomy face and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "I will do my best to them, but now you are causing trouble at my Wang family banquet, I must punish you."

"Tsk tsk, what are you going to do..." Wang Dong shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to say something, he found that Wang Han had already slapped him with a palm.

Wang Dong did not retreat, raised his right hand and Wang Han and slapped his palms, then tilted his head and asked, "I said, what are you going to deal with these people?"

"Hiss!" Wang Cang gasped and wiped his eyes hard, but Wang Dong's palm against Wang Han, which was pressing against Wang Han, cruelly told him this fact - can Wang Dong actually face Wang Han?

Wang Han, who was blocked by Wang Dong's palm, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's really good that the 18-year-old boy can actually block my five-successful power palm."

"Hey, I'm asking you." Wang Dong sighed helplessly, pointed to Wang Cang beside him, and said, "What are you going to do with these people? Give me an answer."

Wang Han glanced at Wang Cang and others, and said without changing his face: "As a person who does not understand the facts, I cannot believe any party's biased testimony, but I did see with my own eyes that you are here to hurt someone!"

Wang Dong raised his eyebrows. He didn't know whether Wang Han was a pedantic person, or deliberately leaning towards Wang Cang and others. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "According to what you said, if you don't discover it, no matter what you do, is it okay?"

"I'm not a saint." Wang Han glanced at Wang Dong and said calmly: "I can't care about everyone. For the Wang family's big tree, I can only control its growth upwards. I can only prevent it from growing bugs that endanger the family's foundation. But I can't control whether this tree will have branches that deviate from the main trunk, unless that branch affects the main trunk."

"Is this kind of thought?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows, then waved his right hand, lifting the barrier that he had oppressed Wang Feng and others, and said jokingly: "You should say these words to these people."

"Eh?" Wang Han was stunned, obviously not understanding what Wang Dong was saying. However, this confusion lasted for a moment, because the old man Wang Feng, who was lifted from suppression, ran to the audience at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age, and then jumped two meters away from Wang Han.

"Damn it!!" Old Master Wang Feng flew into the air! He stepped on Wang Han's back with his feet, and then the angles of the two people changed.

"Puff!" Wang Han screamed, and his whole body was stepped on the ground by Mr. Wang Feng. The old man standing on his back stomped his feet in anger and said, "Idiot!!"

"What are you doing suddenly!" Wang Han shouted in anger: "What are you going crazy for a moment!"

"I want to ask you!" Wang Feng stomped his feet a few more times. Seeing that Wang Han was almost stomped, he walked down and said angrily: "Do you know who is standing in front of you!"

"I don't know." Wang Han lay on the ground with a confused look on his face, shook his head honestly. Suddenly, a trace of shock flashed through his eyes, and then stared at Mr. Wang Feng and said in a trembling voice: "It's hard... Could it be..."

"That's right, is that?" Old Master Wang Feng sighed, and said with a heroic look on his face: "I'm already old..."

"You illegitimate son!" Wang Han's voice suddenly increased eighth degrees, and he climbed up from the ground with an incredible look on his face, and said in disbelief: "How old are you? He is only eighteen years old... You... In other words, you went to harm a little girl nearly twenty years ago? Can you do it!?"

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" A violent coughing sound came from the crowd one after another, and this sound made Old Master Wang Feng's face darken.

"Private! Born! Son?" Three words were squeezed out from the teeth. Old Master Wang Feng picked up his crutch and tried his best to hit Wang Han's butt without saying a word, "I asked you to guess the illegitimate child! I asked you to say that I was harming the little girl! I made you blind! I asked you to seek death!"

"It hurts! It hurts!" Wang Han hurriedly got up from the ground and looked at Mr. Wang Feng with an incredible look on his face. No matter how angry the atmosphere is, wouldn't it do such a thing? This has become a farce!

"Okay, okay, don't do this to make me happy." Wang Dong sighed, waved his hand to Wang Feng who had been glancing at him with the corners of his eyes, and said helplessly: "Just deal with these guys."

Wang Han’s actions did not have any "bias" but were just simple things like "I only do what I can do and what I see", so Wang Dong didn’t have to be dissatisfied with Wang Han.

"The law enforcement team obeys the order! Wang Cang, Wang Tian, ​​Wang You, Wang Yi, and Wang Ji, five people, use their kung fu! Exit it from the Wang family!" Wang Feng waved his right hand and ordered without saying a word.

"Yes!" With a loud shout, five black shadows instantly appeared in the venue. The reason for only one loud shout was that the voices of the five people were too neat.

"Why do you believe him?" Wang Cang was shocked. He didn't roar angrily until the law enforcement team grabbed his arm: "Why did he believe it in one word!"

"Why?" Wang Feng looked at Wang Cang with a cold look and sneered: "Just because he is the eighth in the world, Wang!"

"The eighth... king?" Wang Cang heard Wang Feng's words and trembled all over, and then he leaned softly on the law enforcement team behind him, laughing out loud: "Ha...haha... king... so that's it..."

The second-class disciples may not know very well, but the first-class disciples and core disciples know the existence of the "king", but Li Liange and others do not know that there is a king in China.

And in a corner not far away...

With a "bang", Li Liange lowered his head and looked at his palm. He subconsciously clenched his fists and crushed the glass in his hand.

He was not the only one who did this. Everyone who had just held the cup had all broken the cup, because the message just now really made them feel at a loss.

"Wang?" Li Liange chewed the word, then smiled bitterly, and collapsed on the sofa behind him as if he had been pulled away. He placed the back of his hand on his forehead and murmured with a distracted look: "So that's it..."

No wonder the old man asked himself to please the other party, no wonder the other party has such combat power, no wonder he has such privileges.

"Really, fake..." The monkey's mouth twitched and looked at the others. The expressions on the classmates' faces told him this amazing fact - Wang Dong, indeed, it was the eighth king.

"Our squad leader is the eighth king? Damn?" The monkey suddenly became uneasy, showed a standard Yao Ming smile, and said, "Damn, I think who dares to move!"

Wang Dong looked at the five people in a cold look and were dragged down, then turned around and smiled at Wang Meimei, and said, "What's wrong, my sister, are you scared?"

Wang Meimei looked dazed and her hands were pinching Wang Dong's face hard.

"It doesn't hurt at all, it's really a dream." Wang Meimei muttered and took back her hand, then shook her head with distress, and said, "Hey, what should I do if I wake up from my dream."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Wang Dong patted Wang Meimei's shoulder angrily, then stretched out his hand to pull the other person's cheek, and said angrily: "Of course you pinched my face, you won't feel the pain! Also, don't escape reality!!"

"Woo!" Wang Meimei let out a cry of sorrow, turned around with tears in her eyes, and shouted as she cried: "I'm showing off to the eighth king how powerful I am. The psychic genius is, and I'll die when I think about it!!!"

"Is this what you are worried about?" Wang Dong covered his face with pain. My sister, don't escape from reality, okay?

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Chapter completed!