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Chapter 95 Who gave you the guts?

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    Commander Yan of the Jiangnan War Department, with two stars on his shoulders, is a lieutenant general, and his status is even higher than that of Mr. Meng.

    With his status, only those generals with three stars on their shoulders, or some founding fathers can suppress one.

    But how many people like this are there in Huaguo?

    It can be said that Zhao Yuan, as Commander Yan's nephew, with such a background, is equivalent to having a gold medal for avoiding death.

    Unfortunately, he met Li Wenchan.

    A contemporary myth, the country's most important weapon.

    Even the top officials of Huaguo want to win over Li Wenchan, what is a little Zhao Yuan?

    "What, Brother Yuan is dead?"

    At this time, many powerful children who had been staying in the middle hall came out with Meng Jingxing.

    When they saw Zhao Yuan's body on the ground, they were all shocked and couldn't believe it.

    They thought it was Zhao Yuan who killed someone, but how could they have thought that it was Zhao Yuan who died.

    This scene had a severe impact on their hearts.

    In this south of the Yangtze River, someone dared to move Zhao Yuan, even Meng Jingxing, would not dare to do such a thing.

    "Prince, you are finally here. You have to decide for us. This son is so insane that he actually killed people in broad daylight. In his eyes, is there still the law? Is there still the king's law?"

    Mistress Zhou panicked, her face was full of fear, she almost scrambled and fled to Meng Jingxing's side.

    Meng Jingxing's face was gloomy, and he did not expect this situation.

    If Zhao Yuan died, once Commander Yan blamed him, he would also feel uncomfortable.

    "You are so brave!"

    His eyes were piercing and piercing, like knives like swords, staring at Li Wenchan closely.

    If he is not angry, he is fine. When he is angry, he is like the king of beasts, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and an aura like the "kingly spirit" quickly presses down.

    "Amazing!"

    Behind Li Wenchan.

    Master Huang, Patriarch Lin and Tianshi Lu were all secretly surprised.

    Given their status, they have seen many people who have been in high positions for a long time, but in terms of aura, they are far inferior to Meng Jingxing.

    "This son has what it takes to become a king."

    Several people were surprised.

    If you get the ancient times, a character like Meng Jingxing will become a prince, you can be named king and worship minister, and the official is the first rank. There must be a cloud of followers and countless loyal ministers under his command.

    In modern times, he also has the opportunity to enter the capital for further studies, and he may become a central giant in the future.

    However, when he came to Li Wenchan's place, his 'royal spirit' was like a cow falling into the sea without causing any waves.

    Even though Mengjingxing is a potential dragon with unlimited potential.

    But Li Wenchan is like the starry sky and the ocean, swallowing everything, unfathomable.

    He looked at Meng Jingxing, and after a while, he said calmly: "Zhiyuan doesn't look like your father at all, but you are almost carved out of the same mold as your father."

    "You know Zhiyuan, and you know my dad?"

    Meng Jingxing looked surprised, "Who are you?"

    "Your dad and I still have some old grievances, which have never been resolved."

    In the old days of high school, Meng Pingjiang had not forgotten the humiliation he had done to him in order to make him break up with Meng Zhiyuan.

    The two slaps at that time left a deep impression on him!

    However, there are grievances and debts.

    He didn't bother to play the game of repaying father's debt.

    "For Meng Zhiyuan's sake, I will let you go today, get out of my presence."

    As soon as Li Wenchan spoke, Meng Jingxing's face suddenly darkened.

    Who is he?

    The first person of the young generation in the south of the Yangtze River is known as the "Prince", but now Li Wenchan actually tells him to go away with the tone of dismissing the beggar. To him, this is a naked humiliation.

    "I don't know what grievances you have with my dad, and I don't care why you know Zhiyuan. But just because you killed Zhao Yuan today and dare to talk to me like that, you have to pay the price in blood!"

    Meng Jingxing's tone was cold, and every word was cold.

    Mistress Zhou on the side suddenly beamed with joy.

    Meng Jingxing was obviously really angry.

    She believed that with the energy of Mengjingxing, Li Wenchan would definitely die today.

    And Li Wenchan looked down, like a god or Buddha, overlooking the world. His tone was so light, but there was an unrivaled domineering: "I usually only give people one chance. I will let you go. If you don't  Get out, don't blame me for being ruthless."

      After the voice fell, the young men and women around Meng Jingxing couldn't bear it anymore.

    "Where did the lunatic come from, to speak so shamelessly here."

    "Call him directly and ask someone to arrest him and throw him into prison!"

    "That's right, this kid thinks that he can compete against us with his own strength?"

    These young people and Meng Jingxing are a small group, usually they are the only ones who run wild in the south of the Yangtze River and look down on everything, but now Li Wenchan dares to be so arrogant and doesn't take them seriously.

    This arrogant gesture also completely angered them.

    Especially Madam Zhou, who was so pale with fright just now, now she felt that she could do it again, and sneered: "Boy, don't you still know who Prince Meng is? Behind the prince, there is the center of the capital.  Giant, as long as you say one word, no matter how big your backing is, it will collapse on the spot!"

    Central giant.

    There are no more than ten people in the entire Hua Kingdom who can be worthy of these four words.

    Each of them is Huaguo's white jade pillar supporting the sky, and the purple golden beam on the sea, possessing a position that can truly overwhelm everything.

    Even people like Lu Tianshi and Yan Commander would shy away from the central giants.

    "This Li Wenchan is already very powerful. If there is no Prince Meng, the younger generation in Jiangnan, I don't think anyone can suppress him. Unfortunately, Prince Meng is even better."

    "That's right, that's the central giant. It only needs a piece of paper to dispatch a large army. In front of the power of the country, what is the power of an individual?"

    "Once the power of a country shows its power, it is like overwhelming mountains and seas, and it is absolutely impossible for individuals to resist."

    People around are talking about it.

    The central giant represents the country. Compared with the power of the country, how small is the power of an individual?

    Everyone knows how powerful Huaguo is. This is a powerful country in the world. It has mastered the launch code of nuclear bombs and ranks among the top three powers in the world.

    "Mom, ask Brother Zen if he will win?"

    Chu Luoluo took Liang Huixiang's palm and asked cautiously.

    Liang Huixiang opened her mouth, and finally let out a wry smile, unable to speak. Of course, she hoped that Li Wenchan would win, but this Prince Meng was really menacing, with a monstrous background behind him.

    "Luoluo, brother Wenchan, you're going to die today. How can the prince's background compare to him?" Chu Dong said bluntly.

    "I don't want to ask Brother Chan to die." When Chu Luoluo heard this, her eyes turned red immediately, as if she was about to cry.

    "Chu Dong, you are simply not worthy of being a father!" Liang Huixiang said angrily.

    "Can't you tell the truth?" Chu Dong disdainfully said, "Although Luoluo is still young, I want her to understand earlier that there are some people in this world who must never be provoked."

    Here the couple glared at each other.

    On the other side, Li Xiangnan and Wang Qinglan are husband and wife.

    But his expression changed drastically.

    They never expected that the prince's background was so terrifying.

    "Brother will definitely win."

    Li Shiyu thought so in his heart.

    But she clenched her fists tightly, her palms were full of sweat, and her eyes, which were more agile than streams, seemed to gather the purest aura between heaven and earth, filled with worry.

    At this very moment.

    Li Wenchan stood there quietly, eyes downcast, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

    In the eyes of outsiders, he seems to have given up.

    When Prince Meng, Mistress Zhou, Liang Tiansheng and others all had triumphant smiles on their faces.

    Suddenly a cold voice came: "Meng Jingxing, you are using your grandfather's name to pretend to be a tiger outside, and you dare to rush Mr. Li. Who gave you the courage?!"

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