The Profligate Madam of the Family

   Chapter 935

  The crowd quieted subconsciously, and looked at these nineteen people at the same time, and each of them had a little confusion in their eyes.

  Because of sunglasses and masks, the nineteen bosses all look a little mysterious.

  Leng Rongrong blinked and looked at this group of people. She didn't know who these people were, but when she saw the aura on her body, it was either a big boss or a big god, so she shut up and did not speak.

  Don't trouble yourself, she won't say anything.

   Fourth Master Mo was too lazy to speak, so he held Leng Rongrong and looked at the nineteen big men.

  The nineteen big men walked to Huangfushen's side.

  Huangfushen was still scorning Leng Rongrong in various ways, feeling that the surroundings were quiet, and then looked back, and then saw the nineteen big men behind him.

  He was inexplicably stunned.

  "Who are you guys, what are you doing? The people who pretend to be Master Wufeng are over there, what are you looking at me doing?" Huang Fushen was overwhelmed by the aura of a dozen people, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

  Before he could say anything, a sack suddenly fell from the top of his head under all eyes.

  Then Huangfushen was trapped in a sack.

  Following, Huangfushen was carried away by the group of people, and along with him, he made the same screams.

"Help, do you know who this young man is? This young man is Huangfushen, the eldest young master of the Huang Family Martial Arts Center, do you know who my father is! If you **** let me go, you will die miserably! "

   "Damn it, let go, did I hear it, are you all **** deaf?"

   "Help, help me!"

  Huangfushen struggled wildly in the sack, but the nineteen big bosses did not let him go, so they carried him Shi Shiran and left.

  Because the nineteen elders are dressed in black, wearing big sunglasses and black masks, it makes them look mysterious, and they are not like people in this world.

   looks like some terrible mysterious organization, which made everyone panicked inexplicably, so no one spoke.

  Even the people in the Royal Martial Arts Hall had forgotten to save people, but they watched in amazement as their young master was put in a sack and taken away.

   Huangfu Shen was taken out of the competition venue.

  He was taken to a small alley, and after that, he was run away with a sack.

  Nineteen gangsters took turns to punch one by one, and the hit Huangfu Shen Aiao screamed.

   Huangfu cursed in anger, and said anything unclean, "Who are you guys? Couldn't they be the dead slut?"

   "Who is the dead bitch?" Nineteen asked suspiciously.

   "He should be talking about our eldest lady. The dog can't spit out ivory, and it sprays feces. Why don't you throw him in the pit."

  "Can you fight poison with poison? Yes, help him treat his **** spraying disease, very good!"

  "Damn, what are you doing? Damn, Leng Rongrong, a **** dare to treat me like this, I will tear her apart!

   "I will never let her go!"

   "Before she is torn apart, I will tear you apart. Guess, is it easier for us to tear you, or is your chance to tear her better?" Seventeen sneered.

  Huangfushen shivered in the sack.

   "Pervert, why is Leng Rongrong so perverted!"

  ……

On the other side of the ring, Leng Rongrong frowned and glanced sideways at Mo Linyuan, "Did you feel it? Among the people who took Huangfushen away just now, there seems to be a thief who went to our house last time... What are they? It was released when? And why did it appear here?"

  Leng Rongrong's face was full of question marks.

   Fourth Master Mo did not realize this, but felt that this group of people should not be ordinary people.

  The crowd was a little at a loss because the nineteen big men appeared and Huangfu Shenji took away.

  But soon everyone reacted, and then continued to attack Leng Rongrong emotionally, feeling that it was unforgivable for Leng Rongrong to pretend to be the Master of No Wind.

  After all, many people think that the windless master is a god-like existence.

  He can always point out other people’s problems easily.

  Many people have been pointed out, so for everyone, Master Wufeng is not someone who can impersonate.

  Leng Rongrong looked at the enthusiasm, and her own people were about to fight with those people.

   Fourth Master Mo also frowned and looked a little angry.

   "Wait for me." Leng Rongrong said to Mo Linyuan.

   Fourth Master Mo did not make a sound, but just glanced at Leng Rongrong, and then released the hand holding Leng Rongrong’s shoulder.

  Leng Rongrong turned around, walked to the narrator, and then said, "May I borrow your microphone?"

   "Yes." After hesitating for a while, the narrator handed the microphone to Leng Rongrong, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you really the Master of No Wind?"

   "Guess." Leng Rongrong smiled.

  She made a light leap and stepped onto the stage. Then, she took the microphone and said, "Everyone, be quiet."

  Under the arena, many people were arguing, but when they heard Leng Rongrong's words, they became quiet for an instant, and then looked up at Leng Rongrong.

   "Is she going to apologize?"

   "I just said, she definitely can't be the Grand Master of No Wind, if the Grand Master of No Wind is really her, then where do we elders face!"

   "I don't know who said she must be Master Windless! Misled everyone!"

   "I guess I have been imitating the Windless Grand Master. Her figure is indeed like the Windless Grand Master."

   "It should be an imitation, and then the heart is wrong. When everyone feels like it, she wants to pretend."

  Everyone talked about it, and they all felt that Leng Rongrong should apologize.

  After all, everyone has seen that she is not a windless master.

  How could a person like Master Wufeng forget his account?

   "Okay, please watch a performance first." Leng Rongrong said, she threw the microphone at the narrator, and the narrator caught it, shocked.

"Performance?"

   "Apologize well?"

   "What to perform? Does she want to change the subject on purpose?"

  Although many people have confused expressions on their faces, everyone did not fight anymore. They just looked at Leng Rongrong and wanted to know what medicine Leng Rongrong's gourd sold.

  Leng Rongrong did not speak, she turned her back to everyone.

   Followed, she put the hood of her sportswear on her head.

  At the moment when the hat was put on, Leng Rongrong's breath seemed to be completely changed.

   Obviously this suit is still the same as this person, but that figure from the back gives people a completely different feeling of strength.

  The aura of a great master seemed to come out in an instant.

   Then, she suddenly started punching, kicking, and performing a set of boxing techniques.

  Every movement is very sharp, she bounces up to a high height, and every fist can make a sound of breaking through the air.

  When she was spinning, she was so fast that people could not see her face, and she only vaguely saw under the hood, it was dark.

  (End of this chapter)