Be the Boss From Doupo

Qiandaoliu originally wanted to give Chihiro Ji a step down, but also gave everyone present at the "garbage" step down.

But Qian Daoliu's voice just fell, and the expressions of these elders hadn't had time to recede.

An Bufan didn't seem to think the matter was too big, and said in a deep voice: "I said everyone here is rubbish, in my eyes it is rubbish."

Originally Qiandaoliu's voice fell and wanted to sit down, but he heard what his son said.

In an instant, I felt better to stand, and at the same time Qian Daoliu also understood that if his son had no real ability today.

Everyone present will not let him go, it is estimated that they will rub him on the ground.

Because his words are so arrogant, it makes people feel unbelievable!

Sure enough, just as Qian Daoliu had guessed, the strong man in the hall looked at An Bufan with a rather gloomy expression at this time.

Such eyes seemed to be blazing fire and trying to eat people, if they could eat people.

It is estimated that at this time An Bufan has only bones left.

Title Douluo, don't be insulted.

"Why? Say you are rubbish, you are not satisfied?" An Bufan stood up slowly, and the aura belonging to Title Douluo burst out of his self-secure body at this moment.

It permeates the whole hall, speaking belongs to speaking, and now this breath is permeated, it is not just speaking.

"Everyone..."

Qian Daoliu wanted to say something, but as soon as Qian Daoliu spoke, he was stopped by An Bufan.

An Bufan slowly walked off the platform and slowly said: "Father, you don't need to talk, I know what you are going to say? In my eyes these people are rubbish."

"Hey……"

When Qian Daoliu heard An Bufan's words, Qian Daoliu understood it instantly.

Now his son is estimated to be rubbed on the ground.

And it's not as simple as one person rubbing, but being rubbed by a group of people on the ground.

Snapped!

...

At this moment, Qianjun Douluo suddenly patted the arm of the chair, stood up and said with a gloomy face: "Your Excellency, do you know what you just said? Do you know what you are doing?"

As Qianjun Douluo's voice fell, the Douluo in the hall looked at An Bufan one after another.

The question Qianjun Douluo asked was also what they wanted to know at this time, a curious question.

If An Bufan accepts soft words and says something nice, then the matter is over.

if……

...

If An Bufan is not sensible, then even if he is supported by Lao Zi Qian Daoliu today, they will rub An Bufan on the ground to let him know how to write the word sensible.

What should be said and what should not be said.

Meeting everyone's eyes, An Bufan was neither overbearing nor overbearing, and said domineeringly: "This Pope knows what he is doing, and at the same time he knows what he is talking about."

"What? Qianjun Douluo is not only timid, but also has problems with his ears? Or do you all have problems with your ears?"

An Bufan looked around for a week, and then turned around and said domineeringly: "Then this pope will repeat it again, all of you here are rubbish, rubbish, rubbish!"

Pointing with his fingers, this kind of operation is really domineering, and Qian Daoliu can't help but be taken aback.

Secretly said: "This is the kind of Lao Tzu, domineering. I have half the style and domineering of Lao Tzu when I was young."

When he sighed in his heart, Qian Daoliu also understood that his son was completely finished.

With so many Title Douluo, if this matter cannot be resolved, this huge Spirit Hall will collapse and disintegrate in an instant.

Sure enough, just as Qian Daoliu had guessed, when An Bufan's voice fell.

Snapped!

Pop!

Bang bang bang!

...

The Title Douluo elders in the hall slapped the armrests of the chairs one after another, and slowly stood up.

All of them looked at An Bufan with a sullen expression and angrily.

Here I have to say that the quality of this chair is very good, and it can withstand Title Douluo without destroying it.

Such a quality is quite terrifying.

When buying a chair, please look for the Douluo Wuhundian brand chair, which will provide you peace of mind and satisfaction.

"Your Excellency, it seems you are going to be unlucky today." The second worshiper of the Golden Crocodile Douluo in the Palace of the Elders said with a gloomy expression at this time.

In the tone of voice, he strongly showed his concealment.

This Golden Crocodile Douluo is a 98-level Super Douluo, and the only one who can crush him in the entire Spirit Hall is An extraordinary cheap Lao Zi Qian Daoliu.

Now that even he speaks, it means that this "Chihiro Ji" is really unlucky.

"Unlucky?"

An Bufan smiled noncommitantly, "Golden Crocodile Douluo, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Say that you are all rubbish, you are still not satisfied? Can you prove that you are not rubbish?"

"What a..."

"Too bully..."

"Your Excellency, Qianjun Douluo asks to discuss with you."

"Your Excellency, Holy Dragon Douluo asks to discuss with you."

"Your Excellency, Ghost Leopard Douluo asks to fight you."

"Your Excellency,..."

"..."

...

An Bufan's words fell, and instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of Title Douluo present.

I thought that Golden Crocodile Douluo had spoken, but this "Chihiro Ji" had already been subdued.

What's so special, I didn't see it at all. They only saw this "Chihiro Disease" becoming more and more rampant.

Because I was Qian Daoliu, he thought he was now the Pope of Wuhun Temple and would not put them in his eyes.

This is so bullying, and everyone present petitioned and discussed with An Bufan.

Comparing with each other is fake, and rubbing An Bufan on the ground in the name of studying with each other is true.

Even Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly said with a gloomy face at this time: "The Pope seems to have gained a lot of strength in the retreat this month! The old man requested a battle with the Pope."

Qian Daoliu looked at what happened in front of An Bufan behind him, Qian Daoliu understood.

Today he can't keep his own son. He can only expect these old guys to wait for a while and look at his own face, so that he can act lightly.

Of course, he hopes that his son will dare to say such rampant words, and he must have a certain hole card.

Otherwise, after today, he, the Pope of Wuhun Temple, may completely become a joke in others' mouths.

The title Qian Daoliu can think of, that is, "Wuhun Hall Pope Qianxun Ji said so loudly that he angered the Tenth Rank Title Douluo of the Elder Hall and was rubbed on the ground."

...

"war?"

The corners of An Bufan's mouth rose, evoking a shallow arc, and shouted loudly: "Do you think you are too crowded, do you think the Pope will be afraid? Tell you, this seat is not afraid at all, you...all together!

"Today this pope will become famous in one battle."

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