The crowd subconsciously quieted down, and at the same time looked at the nineteen people, each with a little confusion in their eyes.

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

Leng Rongrong blinked and looked at this group of people, she didn't know who this group of people was, but when she looked at the breath on her body, she was either a big guy or a god, so she shut up and didn't say anything.

If she doesn't bother herself, she won't be anything.

Fourth Master Mo didn't bother to speak, so he hugged Leng Rongrong and watched the nineteen collapse

The nineteen bigwigs walked to Huangfu Shen's side.

Huangfu Shen was still slandering Leng Rongrong in various ways, and felt that the surroundings were quiet, so he looked back, and then saw the nineteen people behind him

He was stunned for a moment.

"Who are you and what are you going to do? The person pretending to be the Great Grandmaster of the Windless is over there, what are you looking at me for? Huang Fushen was covered by more than a dozen rao aura, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Before he could finish speaking, a sack suddenly fell from the top of his head in front of everyone's eyes.

Then, Huangfu Shen was trapped in a sack.

Then, Huangfu Shen was carried away by this group of people, and with it, he let out the same screaming sound one after another.

"Help, do you know who Ben Shao is? Ben Shao is the eldest young master of the Huang Family Martial Arts Pavilion, Huang Fushen, do you know who my father is! let me go, if you don't let me go, any of you will die a miserable death! ”

"Damn, let go of me and don't you hear me, are you fucking deaf?"

"Help, save me!"

Huangfu Shen struggled frantically in the sack, but the nineteen bigwigs didn't let go of him, so they carried him away like this.

Because the nineteen big guys are dressed in black, wearing huge sunglasses and black masks, they look mysterious, and they don't look like people in this world.

It was like some terrible mysterious organization, which made everyone inexplicably a little panicked, so no one spoke.

⊥ even the people in the Royal Martial Arts Hall forgot to save people, and just watched in amazement as their young master was put in a sack and taken away.

Huang Fushen was taken out of the playing field.

He was taken into an alley, and then he was beaten up in a sack.

The nineteen bigwigs took turns to punch each other, and the emperor Fu Shen screamed and screamed

Huangfu scolded angrily, and all unclean words were on his lips, "Who are you, shouldn't you be that dead and cheap person?" ”

"Who's the dead slut?" Nineteen asked suspiciously.

"He's supposed to be our eldest sister. The dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth and sprays feces, so it's better to throw him into the dung pit. ”

"Fighting poison with poison? Yes, help him treat the fecal spraying disease, very good! ”

"Damn, what are you going to do? Damn, Leng Rongrong, this slut, dares to do this to me, I will tear her apart!

"I will never let her go!"

"I'll tear you apart before she gets torn apart, and guess it's easier for us to tear you, or do you have a better chance of tearing her?" Seventeen sneered.

Huangfu Shen shivered in the sack.

"Perverted, why is Leng Rongrong so perverted!"

……

On the other side of the ring, Leng Rongrong frowned and glanced sideways at Mo Rinyuan, "Do you feel it?" The absence that took Huang Fushen away just now seems to have stolen from our house last time...... When were they released? And, why is it here? ”

Leng Rongrong's face was full of question marks.

Mo Siye didn't notice this, but felt that this group of people should not be ordinary people.

The crowd was a little dazed because of the appearance of nineteen bigwigs and the fact that Huangfu Shen had taken him away.

However, soon everyone reacted, and then continued to attack Leng Rongrong emotionally, feeling that Leng Rongrong pretending to be the Great Grandmaster of Windless was simply unforgivable.

After all, in the minds of many people, the Great Grandmaster of the Windless Wind is a god-like existence.

He was always quick to point out the problem.

Many people have been instructed, so no one can pretend to be Master Wufeng for everyone.

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

Fourth Master Mo also frowned, looking a little angry.

"Wait a minute." Leng Rongrong said to Mo Rinyuan.

Fourth Master Mo didn't make a sound, just glanced at Leng Rongrong, and then let go of the hand holding Leng Rongrong's shoulder.

Leng Rongrong turned around and walked towards the dismissal, and then said, "Can I borrow your microphone?" ”

"Yes." After hesitating for a moment, the interpreter handed the microphone to Leng Rongrong, and then asked, "Are you really the Great Grandmaster of the Windless?" ”

"Guess." Leng Rongrong smiled.

She jumped lightly and stepped onto the stage, and then, holding the microphone, said, "Let's be quiet for a while." ”

Under the ring, many people were originally arguing, but when they heard Leng Rongrong's words, they all fell silent in an instant, and then looked up at Leng Rongrong.

"Is she going to apologize?"

"I'll do it, she definitely can't be the Great Grandmaster of the Windless, if the Great Grandmaster of the Windless is really her, then where will the faces of our elders go!"

"I don't know who it is, she must be the Great Grandmaster of the Windless! Misled everyone! ”

"I guess I've been imitating the Great Grandmaster of Windlessness all along, and her back does look a little like the Great Grandmaster of Windless."

"It's supposed to be an imitation, and then the heart is not right, and when she hears that everyone thinks it looks like, she wants to impersonate."

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

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

How could someone as powerful as the Great Grandmaster of the Windless Wind forget his account.

"Okay, please watch a show first." Leng Rongrong said, she threw the microphone towards the dismissal, and the dismissal caught it, startled.

"Performance?"

"Okay, what about an apology?"

"Perform what? Was she deliberately trying to change the subject? ”

Although many people had confused expressions on their faces, everyone didn't fight anymore or anything like that, they just looked at Leng Rongrong and wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in Leng Rongrong's gourd.

Leng Rongrong didn't speak, she turned her back to everyone.

Then, she put the hood of her tracksuit on her head.

The moment the hat was put on, the aura on Leng Rongrong's body seemed to have completely changed into a person.

Obviously it's still this clothes, it's still this person, but that back gives people a completely different feeling of strength.

That kind of aura of a great grandmaster seemed to come out in an instant.

Then, suddenly, she began to punch and kick, performing a set of punches.

Every movement is very sharp, she bounces up very high, and every fist can make a sound that breaks through the air.

She spun so fast that one couldn't see her face clearly, only faintly visible under the hood, a gloom.