Chen Fan said, snorting coldly, "When he was young, he was a thief. He raped a young and beautiful Xiangzhu. He was exposed later and wanted to kill someone to silence him. Later, he was beaten up by an elder of the Ghost Sect. Then he did not dare to go out for more than 20 years and was cowardly. He was very resentful to the Ghost Sect in his heart. It seems that he is serious about making trouble and staring at you."

"Then, should we take action?"

Xiaoman raised his eyebrows, as if asking Chen Fan for the meaning.

"Can you beat him?"

Chen Fan also asked Xiaoman with great interest.

Although when she was idle, the young lady and Chen Fan would teach Xiaoman some secret techniques of the ghost sect, and Xiaoman was also very qualified, but this little girl had no practical experience and was afraid it would not be so easy to compete with such an old fry. But according to Xiaoman's intention, she looked eager to try.

"She may not be able to do it, but I will definitely be able to beat it."

The White Queen couldn't help but speak, with a little contempt in her eyes, "I can take him within thirty rounds."

Chen Fan thought about it without saying a word, "Don't forget your identity. As a ghost in the underworld, the King of Hell can only be used against lonely ghosts. If you don't do anything about the underworld, you can do what you should do."

"Boss, you are also from the Underworld!"

Queen Bai said, looking at Chen Fan with a strange look. Chen Fan curled his lips, "I am me, you are you, can you do the same thing? If I make a mistake, I can settle it myself. If you make a mistake, can you settle it yourself?"

"Then... well..."

Queen Bai stammered and thought about Chen Fan's words, and also felt that it made sense.

Chen Fan thought for a moment and said again, "You guys can do it just by watching the show, don't mix things up here."

After saying that, the phone rang. Chen Fan put down the lunch box and went to answer the phone. The young lady curled her lips and said to everyone, "Did you hear it? Don't go to anyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the fat monk on the ring start to show off, "Hmph, hot chicken!"

I turned around and pointed to the direction where the ghost gate was on the ring, "Sir Chen! Don't shrink, if you have the will of you, please give it to the old paper!"

"I'll throw the trash."

Chen Fan packed the lunch box and walked out with a plastic bag.

"I'll go."

Xiaoman hurried forward.

"No, I'll go out to buy a pack of cigarettes."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he really left.

"The surname is Chen! Are you not quite awesome? Why can't you do it now? Humph, what is the Red Candle Ghost Sect, what is the King of Ghost Escape, what is the ghost magician, I think you are just a turtle with your head!"

"Buzz--"

Everyone in the Ghost Sect looked at each other. There was a noise at that time. Elder Wang Yin slowly stood up, as if he was about to end.

"Old man!"

Although Elder Wang Yin was best at fighting with others when he was young and was quite famous in the world, he was almost ninety years old and was not the time to show off his power. Seeing him standing up and moving forward, everyone hurriedly pulled him. At this moment, someone suddenly heard a sneer in the slanting thorn, and his figure flashed, and a figure came on stage in an instant, and a thump directly stuck the fat monk's neck and lifted him up!

With a huge force, the man slid forward for more than ten meters, holding the garbage bag in one hand, slowly turned his head, "Who are you talking to?"

Chen Fan had no expression on his face, nor did he grit his teeth and speak fiercely, but his voice was cold.

That coldness gives people a creepy feeling, to be precise, it is a kind of indifference to death.

It seemed that all life was not worth cherishing in this guy's eyes, and it seemed that ending a person's life would not bring him even a little uneasiness.

The evil spirit that was about to emerge was enough to make him creepy, not to mention that the other party completely subdued him in just a moment!

Those five fingers stuck his neck like a pair of iron pliers. No matter how many years the other party became famous, they could not move at all!

In the face of a huge gap in absolute power, all the skills were too pale and powerless. The monk knew in his heart that he had lost and lost completely.

"I...I...I gave up..."

The monk made a burst of cracking sounds in his throat, and his feet were kicking randomly. As he spoke, blood foam was already pouring up from his throat!

It can be seen how strong Chen Fan’s hand is.

"Aren't you looking for me? Is there something wrong with me?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, and did not let go of his hand. He pinched the fat monk's neck, just like he was holding up a little rooster, as if he was working effortlessly!

"I... have...I don't know Mount Tai...I...I know my mistake..."

The monk's face turned into a pig's liver. As he spoke, it seemed that he was going to be in trouble. Chen Fan kicked out and kicked the monk directly to the edge of the ring. A few monks quickly ran from under the ring and quickly took him away!

"You are here to challenge me."

In the stands, the woman spoke again.

"No, I'm here to throw the garbage, just passing by."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he ignored the woman and the completely stunned host. He slowly glanced around, lazily put down the plastic bag in his hand, and clasped his fists, "Chen Fan, mastered the Red Candle Ghost Sect, all the leaders of famous corpses in the world, may not know them, but I really want to say something. Today, the enemy is in front of him, it is not a time for internal strife. Unblocked meeting, my Ghost Sect is a natural fight. Everyone is fair in their competition and exchanges. My Ghost Sect naturally welcomes me. However, although the Ghost Sect is not a famous corps, it has been circulated for thousands of years. If you have any grudges, you can find someone to solve them privately. If you have any grudges, you can make things difficult for others and yourself. If you want to make things difficult for personal grudges, it will be a shame to all your colleagues. It is not very good for others or yourself."

“Hahahahahahahahaha…”

Before he finished speaking, a man wearing a white simple mask flew on his face to the stage. As soon as he came up, he raised his hand and pointed at Chen Fan, "The surname is Chen! Stop talking nonsense! What kind of ghost sect is not a ghost sect? What kind of thing? A little sect with unknown names dares to speak out here and preach to others here? To put it bluntly, if some people were not favoring you, even your stinky fish and shrimp would dare to be here? You know yourself, get out, otherwise, I will beat you out!"

"Hey! How do you talk?"

Someone stood up in the stands and shouted, and the crowd of the Ghost Sect was even more excited.

Chen Fan raised his hand and signaled everyone not to yell. He turned around in a slant and smiled with a crooked mouth, "This is..."

"Why, you don't recognize me?"
Chapter completed!