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Chapter 31 Trouble(2/2)

"What poison? I don't know!"

Fang Yuan carefully expressed his attitude.

‘Know the current affairs and know the advance and retreat!’

Seeing Fang Yuan like this, Song San couldn't help but nodded secretly, knowing that if his other brothers performed this time, they might be proud of themselves, let this doctor go, and then make good relationships.

There are very few people in the world who are so knowledgeable and tactful.

However, if you meet him who was scolded by his master and was in a very bad mood, you would be purely unlucky.

Song San's face was gloomy and a grim smile on his face: "When Zhou Wenwu is at the end of his life, he will not look for anyone, but come to find you. From this we can see that you must be a member of the Zhou family!"

As soon as he said this, he immediately saw the boy opposite him's face darkened.

"I obviously don't want to cause trouble..."

Fang Yuan sighed with a sigh: "Why are some people so anxious to die?"

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed forward very quickly. His skin was covered with a painted black smear of fine iron, as if he was wearing a layer of iron clothes.

"Eagle claw iron cloth shirt?!"

Song San naturally heard of this famous martial art. Not only did he hear about it, but he even saw Yu Qiuleng taking action.

Judging from the opponent's skills, he is only at least three or four levels. How could he be his opponent of the fifth level of warrior?

"Boy is looking for death!"

Song San's grinned and widened his mouth, clenched his fist with his right hand, and his strength was gathered, so he was about to pound it out.

But at this moment, a smile appeared on Fang Yuan's face: "Idiot, you've been trapped!"

In the air, his moves suddenly changed, turning into palms, with a circle of black in the center, and suddenly slapped it, making a huge pounding force, as if a sledgehammer was smashed.

Black Sand Palm, the fifth level of skill!

"you……"

Song San's expression changed immediately, and he was slapped and vomited blood in the air.

"So it's you!"

He lay on the ground, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know how regretful he was.
Chapter completed!
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