Douluo: Prime Minister, I understand

Chapter 32 Dare to touch my woman, this is the end, the patrol team has widened my road, and narrowed his road!
"Hahaha, boss, if you eat meat, let us have some soup too!"

"When you get tired of playing with these two women, let us have a good time."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce laughed wildly.

Insane and evil, inside and out.

He looked at Yafei and Yan Lingji like looking at a turtle in a urn.

Such a beautiful girl, if you don't experience it.

In vain for the world.

"Give it to me, the two little beauties will be taken down, the restaurant will be blocked and annexed."

"Yes."

The two Contras twisted their wrists and walked up with their necks moving.

Their burly stature.

The body is full of the sound of bones and muscles bouncing.

"Beauty, be good, it's not good to use force to get hurt."

"Hmph, arrogant, arrogant, there is such a scum in Wuhun City."

"Three, tell me, how do you want to die?"

A more aloof voice sounded from the private room.

Cao An stood up, walked out of the private room with a piece of meat in his mouth.

Every time he took a step, the surrounding atmosphere became colder.

In the end, when he walked in front of the president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce, the surroundings were already freezing cold.

"Ah."

"Ah."

Two consecutive sneezes spit out from Contra's mouth.

As for the president, he was already shivering from the cold, and his face was pale.

Cao An glanced at Yafei, his gaze was as calm as water.

He couldn't bear to hurt this woman.

He was wounded at the hands of others.

Must kill.

"Who are you? My son is the deacon of Wuhundian. Do you want to die?"

"Let me tell you, no matter who you are backing today, you can only live by kneeling down to me..."

Bang.

Before the president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce finished speaking, he flew backwards in an instant.

He sat back, directly on the wooden table.

"Noisy."

Cao An appeared in the position before the president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce, with one leg still raised.

"Don't you know that these two beauties belong to me? You really have the guts."

"Hurricane Merchant Guild, isn't it the deacon of Wuhundian?"

"Give you a chance, shake people, don't say I'm a bully."

Cao An stepped on the ground with his foot.

boom.

Three red soul rings slowly emerged.

In an instant, the two Contras were about to make a move, but they were frightened dumbfounded.

"Yes... President, this person cannot be offended."

"Can't afford to provoke? There is no one in this world that my Hurricane Chamber of Commerce can't afford to provoke. Send a signal."

The president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce gave a loud shout.

A Contra walked to the window, took out the Cloud Piercing Arrow, and shot it into the sky.

Bang.

The cloud piercing arrow exploded, emitting red light.

Hurricane Chamber of Commerce.

"Hurry up, gather, the president will give first aid."

"Ten Soul Douluo, thirty Soul Sages, let's go."

"Go to the Hall of Spirits quickly and report to the young master. With him here, no one in my Hurricane Merchant Guild would dare to mess with it."

boom--

Dozens of powerful beings from the soul master world set off towards the restaurant.

Along the way, not a single blade of grass grew, and chickens, sheep and dogs were in chaos.

Wuhun Temple.

A deacon rushed to the restaurant with thirty martial soul patrols.

They are faster.

In an instant, Wangchun Restaurant was surrounded.

"People upstairs, listen, come out and die obediently, dare to touch my father?"

"You can't afford the consequences of offending Wuhundian and the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce."

The deacon of Wuhundian shouted from below.

He was wearing a deacon's red dress, and he was full of arrogance.

"Master, here we are."

People from the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce arrived.

There are 40 of them, plus [-] martial soul patrols.

There are as many as 300 people.

During this battle, the whole street was so scared that no one was there.

And they were all soul emperors last time.

The oppressive feeling of this large number is self-evident.

Cao An stood at the window, looked down, and smiled lightly.

"Xue'er, this is your Spirit Hall, nothing more than that."

"Huh, why is that so unreasonable, the guy who acts like a bully, it seems that the Wuhun Palace has to clean up its internal affairs."

Qian Renxue's cold voice sounded from the private room.

She walked out slowly, and the place was silent for a moment.

"You...you, is that you?"

"This old man sees the Young Master of the Spirit Hall."

"See the young master of Wuhundian."

Swah——

In an instant, the president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce and the two Contras knelt on the ground together.

They lowered their heads, cold sweat kept sliding down.

Unexpectedly, the young master of Wuhundian is actually there.

Who did you offend just now?

This is the young master of the Wuhun Hall!
All chambers of commerce, the person with the highest list.

Can't mess with people.

"I also hope that the young master will forgive me, and pass me as a fart!"

"Let it go? It's not my elder brother Cao An's words whether to let it go or not?"

"Wait to die!"

Cao An's voice descended like a judgment.

All is well said.

But hurting his woman, no.

whoosh-

Cao An's figure flashed, and he directly carried the long neck of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce to the eaves.

He stood on the edge of the eaves.

The head of the chamber of commerce is hanging in the air.

"Hey, ants below, he is the one you want to save!"

"Father."

"President."

"Asshole, let go of my father."

"Let go of our president."

"Boy, do you want to die?"

threatening voice.

The deacon of Wuhundian and the people from the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce have already looked at him with red eyes.

But the thirty Martial Soul patrols all frowned.

Why does this person look familiar?
I didn't think of it for a while.

They looked at each other, both confused.

"Hmph, threatening me?"

"This is what threatens me."

click -

Cao An pressed his fingers hard.

The head of the Hurricane Merchant Guild's neck was broken, and his head fell directly from a height of ten meters.

"Father."

"President."

Snapped.

The head landed on the ground and rolled three times.

Blood splattered all over the floor.

Until his death, the president of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce could not rest his eyes.

"Do not--"

"Father, father."

The deacon of Wuhundian roared.

He hugged his father's head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

"I want you dead, dead."

"Come on, brothers."

"Patrol, on."

In an instant, 300 people rushed towards the restaurant.

Cao An stood on the top floor, not panicking at all.

Qian Renxue was on the third floor.

He wants to see, who dares to do it?

Unfortunately, when 300 people rushed to the second floor.

A Wuhun patrol member stopped, his eyes suddenly opened.

"I remembered, he is the young uncle."

"Young uncle? The young master's fiance is him."

"Brothers, stop."

"Stop the fart, fight back."

One person shouted loudly.

In an instant, thirty martial soul patrols turned their heads and joined the Hurricane Merchant Guild.

270 people, against 40 people.

Combat is immediate.

A strictly trained Wuhundian army.

Almost a unilateral massacre.

The soul sage on the opposite side had almost no chance to resist.

It all happened so suddenly.

The young master of the Hurricane Chamber of Commerce and the deacon of the Wuhun Temple was directly fooled.

"Brothers, patrol team, what are you doing? How did you kill them?"

"Young master, they are the first to move."

"Hmph, Deacon, your path has narrowed."

The patrol chuckled.

The killing became more and more vigorous.

Such an easy battle is enjoyment for them.

(End of this chapter)