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Chapter 37(2/2)

When Liu Guoxiong found that Wang Lun had returned, he jumped up, "Didn't you agree to Zhou Xian and leave?"

Wang Lun closed the door of the box slowly, walked up carelessly, and looked at Liu Guoxiong jokingly.

"None of us can act any drama. You can't let me go. I don't believe you can swallow this tonight's tonight, so now, let's do the final accounts."

Wang Lun would not really leave naively and give Liu Guoxiong the opportunity to attack him behind his back.

He wants Liu Guoxiong not to take revenge on him again in the future.

Liu Guoxiong complained secretly, but he didn't expect Wang Lun to be so difficult and act so decisively.

Wang Lun stepped forward and punched it out. Although Liu Guoxiong had some ability and tried his best to resist, he was still bombarded and fell to the floor.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Wang Lun punched and kicked Liu Guoxiong, and soon Liu Guoxiong became blue and swollen.

"Hmph, you have the ability to kill me here!"

Liu Guoxiong was furious and could not control his temper no matter how good his character was.

"I know you can't be scared by me like this, and I will never dare to take revenge on me again, so let's take your time."

Wang Lun smiled and walked to the bar.

Liu Guoxiong thought Wang Lun was going to knock him with a bottle of wine, but saw Wang Lun's right hand, aiming at one side of the marble bar, and suddenly slashed down with a palm.

Click!

The stone chips fell down, and an irregularly shaped stone strip that was one and a half meters long and ten centimeters wide fell into Wang Lun's hands.

Sister Lianyi screamed and was frightened.

Liu Guoxiong was stunned. It was an extremely hard marble bar. Wang Lun easily cut off such a long stone strip with one palm. His palm was even stronger than the blade!

Wang Lun walked back with a stone strip, his right hand was in a good state, not even a red mark.

"Get a magic trick for you."

Wang Lun smiled and touched the stone bar casually with his right hand.

Every time I touched it, part of the stone strip became shattered, as if in Wang Lun's hands, the hard marble was as soft as tofu.

Liu Guoxiong swallowed with difficulty, watching the stone strip gradually thinner and sharper.
Chapter completed!
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