Night Wen meditated a bit and replied: "Jiafu is the second-rate power in Ningyuan City. The current homeowner is fifth-order in strength. However, the incumbent is now the elder of the spiritual union, and the strength is about sixth-order."

"Go, go to Jia."

The night feathers are carrying fat people, and Qinger and others are rushing to Jiafu.

Since I know the other party's strength, it is natural to grab people in the past!

Waiting, it is not the style of the night feathers.

Of course, the night feathers also have the idea of ​​using this to improve the reputation of the **** enchantress. It is easier to confuse the enemy in any place, and the seven princes can not guess the true intention of the **** enchantress.

When I came to the door of Jiafu, the door was closed, and Qinger wanted to step on the door, but was lifted by the night feathers.

"Qinger, let's come to grab people, not to be a guest!" Night Yu looked at the fat man and said casually: "Fat, go to open the door."

"Well!" The fat man shook his shoulders, moved his muscles and went to the front door, and went up!

......

Within the Jiafu.

Today's Jiafu has been cleaned up and down. Nothing else. Today is the day when my father returns to the government. The reason why Jiafu can squeeze into the second-rate forces in Ningyuan City can be said that the old man is in the Lingren Trade Union, in Ningyuan City. Prestige among them.

Jia Chang’s owner Jia Chang’an was sitting in the living room. The main seat was sitting on his own ancestors, the elders of the Linger’s Union, and the family was welcoming.

"咔嚓", a loud noise passed into the living room.

"Chang'an, go see what's going on!" Elder Jia was calm in his chair, and there seemed to be something he couldn't solve.

"Yes." Jia Changan took a ritual and hurried toward the front yard.

The night feathers and other people were wearing cloaks, and even Shi Qing also put on a cloak at the request of the night feathers, but the back of the cloak of Shi Qing was empty, and there was no sign totem embroidered with **** enchantress.

According to the night feathers, the cloak of the **** enchantress, not everyone is qualified to wear!

The fat man kicked the solid wood door and the night feathers and other people slowly walked into the front yard of Jiafu.

In front of the night feathers and other people, there are more than a dozen homes in the nursing home. At this time, one by one carefully wraps around into a wall, in an attempt to prevent the invasion of these people.

Just staying overnight and waiting for a step forward, this group of people will take a step back and the two sides have kept a distance of three or five meters and have not played against each other.

"Call out your young master Jia Junliang." The fat man was in front of him and bowed to the gang.

"Who is so bold, dare to make troubles in my Jiafu!" Jia Changan was blocked by the wall of his family, and he did not see who was making trouble. If he saw the costumes of the people, he might lend him a courage. He thought he didn't dare to talk like this.

Jia Changan, who looked at the fat man, saw that Jia Changan was wearing a suit and knew that it was a matter of management. The fat man smiled and smashed his body and used all his strength to go straight to Jia Changan.

Jia Changan saw the black cloak on the faces of the people in front of him. He was shocked. In the past few days, the city was in full swing. He naturally knew who the black cloak was!

Suddenly a flower in front of me, Jia Changan only felt that his collar was tight, followed by the body being caught by the collar, and could not help but save forward.

With a bang, the fat man will throw Changan to the ground.

No mercy, slap! Stepped on one arm of Jia Chang'an, and casually pressed the whole foot against Jia Chang'an's chest, so that it could not move.

The fat man was originally fast, and after the purple source berry quenching body, just this set of actions in one go, when the dozens of family members reacted, their homeowners had already stepped on the feet of others.

The fat foot of the fat man smashed, and the tone was full of threats: "Talk to our **** enchantress, be polite!"

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