I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

Since Wang Haoran appeared, all the sisters have changed, and they all prefer that Wang Haoran!

Damn.

"If Wang Haoran wanted to live here, would you agree?" Lin Chen couldn't help asking aloud in anger.

Bian Suwen, Ji Shuiyao, and Liu Yue raised their heads one after another and looked at Lin Chen.

But none of the three responded.

However, Lin Chen felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

I told them so much before, but they didn't pay attention to themselves, but now I mentioned Wang Haoran casually, and they all responded.

In the eyes of the sisters, Wang Haoran seems to be more important than himself.

Ahhh!

[Ding, the host caused the protagonist Lin Chen's mentality to be unbalanced, and obtained 800 villain points, Lin Chen's protagonist halo -40, and the host villain's halo +40! 】

[Ding, the host caused the protagonist Lin Chen's mentality to be unbalanced, and obtained 800 villain points, Lin Chen's protagonist halo -40, and the host villain's halo +40! 】

[Ding, the host caused the protagonist Lin Chen's mentality to be unbalanced, and obtained 800 villain points, Lin Chen's protagonist halo -40, and the host villain's halo +40! 】

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late at night.

Under the moonlight, on a path, a figure dressed as an ancient woman was walking.

The woman's walking movement is not fast, just like walking. But every time he took a step, his figure was more than a dozen steps away, just like changing the shape of the shadow.

This scene looks a little weird, but it doesn't make people feel scared.

Just because this woman is so beautiful, with a perfect figure and a delicate face, just like a classical beauty who came out of a poem and painting.

Even if it's a ghost. The beauty is so breathtaking, it is enough to make people forget the fear.

The woman in ancient costume walked on the trail for a while, and then suddenly stopped.

A few leaves on the ground on the path floated up into her hands with the woman in ancient costume's gesture like a flower.

Shhhhhh.

She pinched the leaves and struck in the direction of the darkness beside the path. The leaves rubbing against the air brought out the sound of piercing the eardrums.

"Qingqian, don't be so ruthless." A man with a folding fan walked out of the darkness intact, looking at the ancient costume woman with a coveted smile.

This ancient costume woman is Luo Qingqian, who ranks second among the seven sisters. At the same time, he is also the second-ranked genius martial artist on the Hidden Dragon and Young Phoenix List.

"Jiang Gaoxuan, I'm not that familiar with you, you'd better call me by my full name." Luo Qingqian looked at the man in front of her with disgust and said.

"Qingqian, what you said makes me so sad. We have known each other for a few years, so how can we be considered unfamiliar? And you should understand my intentions." Jiang Gaoxuan said with an affectionate expression.

"If you continue to be so disgusting, be careful to leave here." The disgust in Luo Qingqian's eyes became stronger, and she issued a warning.

"On the Hidden Dragon and Young Phoenix List, I ranked first, and you ranked second." Jiang Gaoxuan reminded with a smile.

"That was three months ago." Luo Qingqian snorted coldly, and a burst of true energy flew out of her fingertips.

Jiang Gaoxuan waved his folding fan.

boom!

The two infuriating qi collided in mid-air slightly close to Luo Qingqian's side, causing a brief vacuum state within the sphere at the center of the collision.

Luo Qingqian, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help shrinking, looking at Jiang Gaoxuan with fear.

From the fight just now, she could already judge that Jiang Gaoxuan's true energy was stronger than her own.

Obviously, he has made rapid progress in the past three months, and Jiang Gaoxuan has not fallen behind at all.

"It's best not to follow me, otherwise you'll never get the slightest benefit." Luo Qingqian warned again, and then she floated away.

Although Jiang Gaoxuan's infuriating qi is stronger, but in a desperate battle, this slight difference in infuriating qi can be ignored.

Luo Qingqian may not be able to win, but he will not lose either.

Watching Luo Qingqian disappear from his sight, Jiang Gaoxuan did not follow.

He had received the exact news and knew that Luo Qingqian would stay in Qingling for a while.

Jiang Gaoxuan was not in a hurry either.

After making up his mind, Jiang Gaoxuan looked down at his robe.

In the martial arts sect that had little contact with the outside world, it was normal to dress in such a robe. But now in the city, it is obviously a bit strange.

It was night and no one saw it, but it didn't matter. But in the daytime, it's different.

It will attract attention, but it is better to replace it in time.

In addition, it is necessary to purchase some noble outfits in the city.

It's just that he was in a hurry to go out, and he didn't bring any money from the world.

But this is not a big problem.

Jiang Gaoxuan's figure flashed, and soon disappeared on the path, and came to a nearby road.

At this time, there happened to be a cool sports car coming.

Jiang Gaoxuan stood in the middle of the road and stopped the supercar.

The windows are open.

Wang Haoran's head poked out of it, and he immediately noticed Jiang Gaoxuan's unhidden true energy fluctuations.

The intensity of this infuriating fluctuation was about 65 years old.

65 years of infuriating qi is considered the strongest person Wang Haoran has encountered so far.

"Your car is good, I want it. Also, go and prepare fifty million for me

. "Jiang Gaoxuan said in a commanding tone.

Looking at this familiar scene, Wang Haoran couldn't help but laugh.

Not long ago, when he was driving a Bugatti on the road, Shao Wanwan had a similar operation.

At that time, for the sake of Shaowanwan being the heroine, he did not care about Shaowanwan.

Wang Haoran did not immediately respond to Jiang Gaoxuan's words, but walked out of the driver's seat.

Seeing this, Jiang Gaoxuan only thought that Wang Haoran was better. He walked to Wang Haoran.

"It's your supreme honor to be able to do things for me..." Jiang Gaoxuan said in a high-spirited tone, but he wasn't finished yet. A slap suddenly flew, making a close contact with his face.

Jiang Gaoxuan's face was deformed instantly by the tremendous force, and immediately the whole body was driven by this tremendous force, slid through the air in a parabola, and plunged into the trash can beside the road.

There is a rotten breath around the nose, which is nauseating.

But at this moment, Jiang Gaoxuan didn't care about this, and plunged into the trash can vertically by pouring the onion, not daring to move at all.

He is playing dead.

From the strength just now, Jiang Gaoxuan could tell that he was definitely not that person's opponent.

Moreover, if you want to escape, you will never be able to.

Playing dead was the best way he could think of at the moment.

On the road, Wang Haoran saw that the trash can did not move, and did not feel that the other party had hung up.

He knew the strength of his shot, and judging from that guy's 65 years of infuriating energy, it was absolutely impossible for him to slap him to death.

There are two possibilities, either fainted or pretending to be dead.

But no matter which one it was, Wang Haoran didn't plan to go and grab the other party out.

Because the trash can is so dirty.

Wang Haoran is a bit of a clean freak, not even willing to approach the rancid trash can, let alone rummaging through it.

Boom.

The McLaren P1's engine roared and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.