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Chapter 47 Are You Punching My Chest?

    

y are all antique paintings, rusty samurai swords, and some black, lifeless, expired medicinal pills.For these things,Lam Fung just idly glanced at it for a moment, then retracted his gaze and said fa..."Qian Xi, Ino! You guys eat first, I'll be back after using the restroom!"

At this time,

Jiang Junlin chuckled, stood up, and walked toward the restroom.

As soon as Kegang stepped into the restroom,

His expression instantly turned cold. He took out his phone and called Situ Hao, speaking in a low voice:

"Master Situ, did you send people to deal with Lin Feng last night as I asked"

"I've already told Yun Sanshui!"

"Yun San Shui Are you the Xuan Jing mid-stage martial artist from your second class"

"Not bad! Although Yun Sanshui is only at the mid-stage of the Profound Realm, he can even fight against strong opponents in the late stage of the Profound Realm. That Lin Feng's strength is estimated to be at the early stage of the Profound Realm, and he can easily handle him!"

"Great! Besides, I've changed my mind! I want Lam Fung to die tonight. I want him dead now!"

"Okay."

.....

After hanging up the phone,ickly swept across the room before finally settling on the mirror on the bedside table.The mirror reflected his current appearance, about seventeen years old, with a handsome face.The problem is, this...