Super Student's Three-realms Army

Lu Jianguo's face was so flat that he seemed to be talking about a trivial matter which was so common that it could not be more common. He didn't mean to exaggerate at all.

It seems that in his eyes, Zhang Xiaofan's killing him is just as normal as killing an ant.

"This... How is this possible?"

Although the tone of Lu Jianguo's speech was very insipid, the solemnity of his speech was beyond expression, and he didn't want to make a joke.

This also makes Lu Shengming feel that his spirit has been subjected to an unprecedented strong impact at this time.

Originally, in the eyes of Lu Shengming, his father was the most powerful and the most powerful player in his mind.

Even if it's ten thousand steps back, there are people who are more powerful than his father in this world, but it's not like crushing an ant to death, right?

At this moment, in Lu Shengming's limited imagination, he can't imagine that his father, who has always been a self-supporting strong man, can be ranked in the top ten in the family boxing of Jiangnan Province, would actually say such words from his mouth.

"This man's Kung Fu is beyond our imagination."

"Even, I suspect that master Zhang has already broken through the realm of mortals and become a true cultivator!"

"Therefore, our Lu family's ministers submit to the feet of such a cultivator. Even if this matter is spread by someone who has a heart, it's not a disgrace to our Lu family."

"Even if we can win the favor of the monk by chance in the future, we may be able to win the way of Lu family. Maybe we can be promoted to heaven..."

Speaking of this, Lu Jianguo can't help sighing, meaningfully facing his son.

"Shengming, China is so vast that you don't know how many talented people are. In a word, you should remember that there are some people in this world that you can't afford in your life!"

"Boom!"

At that time, the sky suddenly exploded, a burst of thunder, torrential rain pouring down.

However, Lu Shengming turned a deaf ear to the thunder and rain outside the window. At this time, his mouth was open and closed, and his Adam's apple was stirring. However, he could not spit a word out of his mouth

“...”

The next day, at noon, Zhang Xiaofan drove his Bentley moushang speed to Hangzhou, Yuhuang mountain——

However, when Zhang Xiaofan just used the garage, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure at the front door of Xingtang. Quintessence of Chinese culture.

Lin yun'er, a girl from Koguryo, is standing alone at the entrance of the villa. In isolation and prestige, her long black hair is dancing with the wind. It's like a fairy falling from the earth, attracting countless passers-by to stop and stare.

However, Lin Yuner turned a deaf ear to all kinds of eyes cast by passers-by around him. He looked forward to it as if he was waiting for someone.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan doesn't care about these. Instead, he focuses on Lin Yuner's passport and ID card that he has been holding tightly in his hands. There is a touch of thoughtfulness in his eyes.