"Boy, what are you talking about? I don't understand what Nianlang doesn't Nianlang. This Rufeng City is under my jurisdiction, and you are not allowed to mess around! Come on, take down this troublemaker quickly!" Mr. Rufeng winked at A Lang, then shook his head gently, signaling A Lang not to resist.
Seeing Mr. Rufeng winking, Ah Lang scratched his head in confusion.
Thumb thump thump, after hearing Master Rufeng's order, two heavily armored city guards came to A Lang's side, and then without any explanation, they put up A Lang's arms and walked towards the door of Qiyuan Inn. A Lang wanted to resist, but when he saw Mr. Rufeng shaking his head slightly again, he gave up and allowed the heavy-armored city guard beside him to leave the inn.
"His grandpa, he was careless, really careless. I didn't expect that my cultivation level could not withstand the spiritual attack of a small spiritual realm. What a weird and unpredictable son of a bitch..." The old man with a shaggy head stood on the second floor. At the railing, people looked down at Alang downstairs in whispers.
"Sir, no abnormality was found. None of the monks in the stack were injured. They just fell into a state of slumber temporarily." A heavy-armored city guard returned to Master Rufeng from the second floor, bowed his hands and reported loudly.
"I understand, retreat to the main hall." After finishing his words, Master Rufeng turned and walked towards the door of the inn.
The moment A Lang was carried to the door of Qiyuan Inn by the heavily armored city guard, a scream came from the first floor of the inn.
Everyone stopped when they heard the scream, and then followed the voice direction to speak out. With a bang, the door of the VIP room was kicked open under the old man's feet. Wu Meng, the youngest of the three Wu sisters, walked out of the door with an angry look on her face, her hair standing straight on her head, and her two braids sticking out. Light smoke.
"Who burned my hair???!!!" Wu Meng looked around the inn with tears in her eyes and extremely red cheeks, and finally her eyes fell on A Lang, who was about to be carried out of the inn.
"Eh? Why is it her?" Seeing Wu Meng's angry look, A Lang frowned, and after recalling it for a moment, he looked at Wu Meng curiously.
"Don't leave. Is this a good thing you did? Is it important to be good-looking?" Looking at A-lang, Wu Meng guessed that A-lang was the culprit. Although she liked A Lang's handsome appearance, Wu Meng was still filled with anger when she thought about her proud braid being inexplicably burned.
"Good-looking? Haha, you are really discerning! I am pleased to hear that I have finally met a normal person with discernment. Why is he such a little brat? What a pity..." Alang muttered to himself.
With a hiss, Wu Meng came to A Lang in a flash.
"Who are you calling a brat? Put your head over here, I'm going to burn your hair!" Wu Meng said while reaching out to grab Alang's head.
With a swipe sound, Mr. Rufeng dodged and grabbed Wu Meng's little hand, "Little girl, don't worry, I will seek justice for you, but there are some things that need to be investigated now, and this troublemaker needs to be taken away temporarily."
"Let me go. Who wants you to seek justice? I will avenge my princess's revenge by myself!" Wu Meng said as she struggled to break away from Master Rufeng's right hand.
"Princess? What's your surname, little princess? Where are you from?" Upon hearing the word princess, Master Rufeng instantly became alert.
"You care where this princess comes from? This princess is my mother's favorite baby, and she is very powerful! Are you scared? If you are scared, let go quickly! I will personally burn off the hair of this troublemaker!" Look! When Mr. Rufeng became inexplicably alert, Wu Meng bared her teeth and showed a proud expression.
"You vicious little Wu Meng, if it weren't for your little brat's sake, I would definitely pull out all your hair!" Seeing Wu Meng grinning and looking very proud, Alang couldn't bear it anymore, a look on his face He looked at Wu Meng's smoking braid with a wicked smile.
"How do you know my name? Have we met before? Huh? Why does it look familiar?" Wu Meng was startled when A Lang called out his name.
Seeing Wu Meng sinking into memories, Mr. Rufeng released his right hand, and then scolded sternly, "Okay, Rufeng City is not a place for you to be willful. No matter who you are, you must follow my rules when you come to Rufeng City." You must abide by the rules of Fengcheng, otherwise you won't blame me for being unkind!" Master Rufeng was afraid that something might happen after a long delay, so after a while of scolding, he grabbed Alang's right shoulder and quickly left Qiyuan Inn.
Seeing A Lang passively leaving, Wu Mengmei tilted her head, frowned, and pouted. After a while of trying to recall, there was no gain, "Who is this troublemaker? I seem to have seen him before. Where did he see him? What happened? Why can’t you remember it?”
"Another little monster? Can he wake up automatically without spiritual treatment? Is he immune to that bitch's spiritual attack? Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that this small windy city is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! Don't be careless. Ah..." Narrowing his eyes and looking at Wu Meng downstairs, the old man with a shaggy head muttered to himself for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth and slowly disappeared.
