Chapter: 1502

Both Wang Zhanpeng's eyes widened.

Contempt for Shi Kun, contempt for Qiwumen, this is the first time they have heard such words!

'What kind of person is Xiao Han? '

The two were a little confused, looking around like melon-eating crowd.

"I killed people."

Zhang Han stared at Shi Kun, and said slowly: "Do you have an opinion?"

Um?

Shi Kun's aura was even stronger, but he began to ponder in his heart.

who is he?

What's the history?

Is he the one who broke my five ghost poison array?

Could it be that a young martial arts master is a child of some great sect?

For a moment, Shi Kun's face was cloudy and uncertain.

He wants to make a move, but he still has some scruples. He doesn't know what level of master the other party is, but Wang Zhanpeng is the mid-term peak, and Wang Zhanhong is the early stage. He is not afraid. What he is worried about is what kind of background this young man is.

And only one Shi Tianlei and two priests died.

There are sixteen of his women from the first term to the present, with a full house of descendants, not one or two. Sometimes he doesn't notice it, and he doesn't care at all.

But at this time, he was hesitating whether to fight for this issue of face now.

After thinking for two seconds, he gave up the idea, breathed out, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who are you?"

"Zhang Hanyang." Zhang Han glanced at him one last time and said the name directly.

I just want to tell you face to face, I killed He Qingtian in Xiangjiang, do you want to fight with me?

After all, Zhang Han turned around and got into the car.

Before Zhang Hanlin got into the car, Shi Kun said coldly:

"I hope you can be so calm in a few days!"

After speaking, he glanced at Wang Zhanpeng, walked away with a flick of his sleeves, got into the lead phantom car, and left directly.

"Little Han..." Wang Zhanpeng was about to say something.

boom!

The doors close.

"this......"

The two smiled wryly, they had no intention of speaking at all!