The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 3783: Conflict Escalation

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Wang Meng and Su Qingxue had a chat. Peng Liang could insert a few words from time to time. Wang Fugui was completely speechless, only knowing that he was standing on the side at a loss, blushing.

In the distance, three girls came over with a smile, and finally stood beside Su Qingxue.

The three girls are all people who live with Su Qingxue.

"Sister Qingxue, who are these three?"

One of the girls asked cutely, tilting her head.

She looks only sixteen or seventeen, and she is the youngest of several girls.

"Wang Meng, this is my husband I told you before." Su Qingxue said in a slightly shy tone.

"Wang Meng? It's the trash girl who came to your Su family..." The other girl spoke quickly, without hesitation, and then she reacted halfway through her words. Although she stopped the next words, she said. The meaning of is still very obvious.

Everyone was in an embarrassment. Su Qingxue, Wang Fugui, and Peng Liang looked a little ugly, but Wang Meng looked as usual, and did not respond to the girl's words.

For a long while, the girl who spoke at the beginning broke the deadlock. She generously extended her hand to Wang Meng and smiled and said: "Hello brother-in-law, my name is Sun Linglong, I belong to Qingxue. Little attendant."

Wang Meng smiled and stretched out his hand, squeezing Sun Linglong's hand together, and he touched it.

With Sun Linglong’s words, the embarrassing atmosphere on the scene was no longer so silent, and a smile appeared on Su Qingxue’s face again. She introduced with a chuckle, "Wang Meng, this is Zhou Lingxiao, the same is true. New disciple, as for this is our senior sister Wu Fu."

Zhou Lingxiao is naturally the woman who just said nothing, while Wu Fu is the old disciple who is responsible for bringing Su Qingxue and the others.

Zhou Lingxiao looks average, but his cheekbones are a bit high, which looks a bit acrimonious. As for Wu Fu's facial features, he has to be more refined, but there is still no way to compare with Su Qingxue. They have the same temperament. , All belong to the temperament of the iceberg beauty type.

Wang Meng nodded to the two of them. He could also see that the two of them didn't want to shake hands with him, and he didn't bother to do those superficial articles, just nod slightly.

"Brother-in-law, I heard that you are a physical cultivator. Is it true? Some people say that you have taken a long palm of Hao Kang Dao, and that palm is full of the strength of the original state, but you are unharmed." Sun Linglong twittered like a little sparrow.

Wang Meng smiled and nodded. Among the three women, Sun Linglong was the most pleasing.

"Wow! Physical training. Hey, the world says that it is difficult to find one physical training in a hundred people. I didn't expect that I actually saw one physical training." Sun Linglong said in amazement.

"What about physical training? Throughout the ages, how many physical training can make great achievements? Physical training and Taoism are still worlds apart."

Disharmonious voices sounded, and four people came from a distance. The man who spoke was the man named Zhao whom Wang Meng met yesterday.

The other three are a man surnamed Li, Song Jianying who disappeared in the morning, and another unknown man.

"Who are you? When is the practice better than Taoism?"

Sun Linglong pinched her waist with both hands, and even took the initiative to argue for Wang Meng.

"That is Wang Kun." Peng Liang whispered to Wang Meng.

Actually, Peng Liang could guess without talking about Wang Meng. After all, although these four people seem to be walking side by side, in fact, Song Jianying and the three are half behind the man, which explains the problem.

"Wang Kun, why are you here?"

Wu Fu said to Wang Kun.

"Yesterday, Zhao Yixiong returned to the room and told me that a newcomer named Wang Meng was a little arrogant, so he came to see, what is the confidence of a person who cannot practice daring to be so arrogant." Wang Kun said lightly. .

Wang Kun is tall, wearing a white robe, and casually tied with a cyan cloth strip on his head, which looks like a real yushu in the wind.

Then he turned his head to look at Wang Fugui: "Your name is Wang Meng?"

He did this on purpose, just to humiliate Wang Meng.

Wang Fugui shook his head like a rattle.

"What can I do for you?"

Wang Meng took a step forward and said lightly.

Wang Kun finally put his gaze on Wang Meng's body. He took a deep look at Wang Meng, and then sneered: "What can I do with you? What can I do with you? I can find a trash What's the matter?"

Wang Kun uttered three questions in a row, each with a heavy humiliation.

"Brother, you are a bit too much." Su Qingxue stood up from the ground, and she said to Wang Kun indifferently.

Wang Kun glanced at Su Qingxue, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly converged, and he slowly said: "You are the wife of the waste? Believe me, leave him, is the waste worthy? On you."

Su Qingxue snorted coldly, turning a deaf ear to what Wang Kun said.

"Wang Kun, what do you want to do?"

Peng Liang stepped in between Wang Meng and Wang Kun, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot and said.

"I don't want to do anything, just want to see what the waste looks like. I see it now, it's okay."

Wang Kun sneered and turned away without hesitation.

Just two steps after walking, Wang Kun suddenly stopped. He didn't turn around, and turned his back to Peng Liang and said: "Peng Liang, I will let you go about the things you disrespect to me just now. Next time, don’t blame me for being rude."

Wang Kun sneered twice after speaking and left the place.

Peng Liang's face became more and more ugly, he had long been unfamiliar with Wang Kun's arrogant and domineering appearance, but he was afraid of Wang Kun's brother Wang Ning's might, he did not dare to say anything, especially he is not this Wang Kun's. Opponents can only tolerate many times under Wang Kun's provocation.

Not long after, the elder who guided the disciples how to train faster and better came. To Wang Meng’s disappointment, the elder did not teach anything useful. After a few casual words, he drifted away and let the others present. The students comprehend it by themselves.

These disciples were really obedient, sitting on the ground in a decent way, and began to practice Qi into the body.

Wang Meng couldn't expose himself in front of everyone that he could practice cultivation, he could only be like a stupid big man stuck in place.

Su Qingxue suddenly laughed when she saw Wang Meng's deflated image, and the flowers trembled, not only Wang Meng, but even those who had been secretly observing Su Qingxue's eyes straightened.

At this moment, there were continuous screams from far away.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Meng asked Peng Liang.

"Wang Ning is here!"

Peng Liang said solemnly, he didn't expect that guy would come to the outside door.