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Chapter 13 I don't want to win money, sir!(2/2)

Li Jin looked embarrassed, but finally walked up to Zhang Meng.

"You want to fight me?" Zhang Meng's expression was calm, but it put endless pressure on Li Jin.

"Instructors, everyone is their master, this..." Li Jin said with difficulty.

After saying this once, Zhang Wenliang was so angry that he was stunned: "Instructor? Is he your instructor?"

What the hell is this?

Lu Xiaobu's bodyguard is his bodyguard's instructor, what the hell is this?

"Instructor?" Wu Qianmin was also dumbfounded.

She remembered that Zhang Wenliang said that his bodyguards were special forces.

So Zhang Meng is the instructor of the special forces?!

What’s even more terrifying is that Lu Xiaobu took over this kind of person just by giving him a salary of 10,000 yuan a month?

Let’s just say that Zhang Wenliang couldn’t pay his bodyguards more than 50,000 yuan.

No, Lu Xiaobu’s luck? It’s so unbelievable!

Thinking about it again this morning, I said that Zhang Meng was a liar, my face was burning!

Zhang Meng stared at the bodyguard in front of him and took a step forward again: "If you hit me, hit me. If you don't want to fight me, get out of my way. Don't do it to my mother-in-law!"

"Okay, instructor, then I'm offended!"

"ha!"

Li Jinchen shouted and punched with his hand.

"The speed is too slow, the strength is too weak, and you are merciless to the enemy. What have you been doing since you retired?!"

Zhang Meng shouted deeply, pushed away the bodyguard's fist with his left hand, and punched him down with his right hand.

Li Jin's expression changed and he quickly blocked the attack.

"Bang!"

Li Jin was violently knocked back several steps and leaned against the bar with pain on his face.

This so-called special forces bodyguard is actually not Zhang Meng's enemy with one move.
Chapter completed!
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