As soon as such arrogant words came out, the atmosphere in the inn instantly dropped to freezing point.
Not far away, Aning was holding the cloth bag tightly, as if she was ready to retreat at any time. She was indeed powerless. This little fool wanted to die, but she couldn't control it. There were already enough troubles, but she didn't dare. Reveal your identity casually.
At this moment, the middle-aged people around the white-haired old man all showed murderous intent, and the old man even revealed a terrifying laugh:
"Okay, okay! Even His Majesty doesn't dare to talk to me like this."
After saying that, the white-haired old man turned around and left abruptly. He was not prepared to take action against a little baby. This would undermine his strong character as an ancestor of the Zhu family. Therefore, the moment the old man turned around, several middle-aged people around him directly Lin Xiaolu was attacked, why use a bull's knife to kill a chicken?
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How strong is Lin Xiaolu now?
Because warriors do not have specific realm divisions, it is not easy to judge, but Xiaolu himself probably knows that after experiencing the second beast blood, his combat power has completely surpassed Foundation Establishment, which can be said to be crushing. Foundation building is not too much. Unless they fly, as long as there is a close combat, the foundation building realm will almost always be completely beaten.
And these middle-aged men in front of me are just monks in the Qi Condensation Realm. To put it bluntly, even if I stand and let them beat me, and let them use all their methods to beat my little brother, I won't panic. .
Therefore, when these middle-aged monks used their methods, Lin Xiaolu only did two things.
First, he flicked the wrist holding the chopsticks, and the chopsticks split into two paths, turned into two streams of light, and plunged into the lower abdomens of the two middle-aged monks.
Secondly, he quickly stepped on the foot of a middle-aged monk with his short legs. The force was so strong that the monk's foot was directly pressed into the ground. The monk also bent down instantly. Just as he was about to scream in pain, Lin Xiaolu poured a piece of hot beef meatball from the bowl into his mouth, choking him and falling directly to the ground, coughing non-stop.
These two things were done at the same time, very fast, and it took less than two breaths of time. An Ning was so fast that he almost didn't see it clearly. The three monks in the Qi Condensation stage fell directly at his feet, or held their hands. The stomach or throat is held, screaming in pain.
Everyone was stunned. Aning was stunned and froze in front of the table. The white-haired old man who was originally full of character also turned around in astonishment and looked at this scene in disbelief.
Inside the inn, the three monks were rolling on the floor in pain, while Lin Xiaolu continued to drink soup calmly.
Isn’t it just that I’m better than the boss? No one is afraid of whom. What I’m best at is pretending to be the boss!
The young man was full of character and calm, which shocked everyone for a while. The white-haired old man also looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise, with a hint of fear in his eyes:
"Are you...an immortal cultivator?"
The young man shook his head and smiled enigmatically: "How could I be a bad immortal cultivator? I am an awesome martial arts practitioner!"
These words left the white-haired old man speechless for a moment.
He could indeed feel that the young man in front of him had no spiritual power, but if he was really just an ordinary warrior, he would never be able to bring down three Qi Condensation Realm monks in an instant, at least in his knowledge, it was impossible.
He stood blankly, and Lin Xiaolu ignored him and continued to eat hot pot by himself.
The old man couldn't sit or stand for a while. His old face looked as ugly as if it had been wiped with shit.
After a while, he forced out an awkward smile: "My little friend, I think everything that just happened was just a misunderstanding."
Because Lin Xiaolu looked calm and composed, the old man was a little unsure of the young man's strength, so his tone softened and he said kindly:
"I would like to make friends with you, little friend, and turn conflicts into friendship. What do you think, little friend?"
The white-haired old man believed that there was nothing wrong with what he said. He had already accepted the meaning of his words, and he was an elder. Even if the little kid in front of him had some strength, he should just give up.
But who would have thought that Lin Xiaolu had no intention of giving him any face. With beef balls stuffed in his mouth, he shook his head and responded vaguely:
"Grandpa, you did something wrong in this matter. I wanted to reason with the uncle who was knocked unconscious by me at the gate of the city, but he scolded me indiscriminately, so I taught him a lesson. Wrong Not with me.
And you come to trouble me today regardless of right or wrong. If I didn't have some skills, you would definitely not let me go, right, you would definitely kill me.
So even if I have the ability, I can’t let you go. Is this reasonable? But don't worry, my senior sister won't let me kill anyone casually, so I only need your pants. "
After saying that, he held a small bowl, crossed his legs, and ate the mutton rolls with chopsticks while looking at the white-haired old man and said with a puffed face:
"Are you going to take it off yourself or should I take it off for you?"
The white-haired old man's expression changed when he heard this, and the wrinkles on his brows were tightly knitted together.
This little kid actually allowed himself, a monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm, to take off his pants in front of everyone!
What the hell is this done by humans?
Lin Xiaolu's words, not to mention the white-haired old man and the monks around him, even Aning, who was not far away, were a little confused. Why did this scene look like this little fool was the villain?
She had a strange expression on her face and tried hard to purse her red lips to prevent herself from laughing.
"Hiccup~"
After a while, Lin Xiaolu finally had enough. He wiped his mouth and looked at the motionless white-haired old man in front of him in surprise: "Grandpa, do you really want me to help you take off your clothes? You are so lazy. Come on, stick your butt up." .”
What he said was casual and casual, as if it were taken for granted. The white-haired old man's chest heaved with anger and his eyes stared at the young man.
The white-haired old man, who had never been so humiliated, glared at Lin Xiaolu and said coldly: "Little baby, as the saying goes, you have to be merciful and merciful. Don't you think that I am really afraid of you!"
Lin Xiaolu smiled, raised the young man's face to look at him, and revealed a smiling face with dimples: "If I didn't have any skills, and I told you to be merciful and merciful, would you forgive me? "
The old man stared at him fiercely and said nothing.
"Look, you won't forgive me, right?" Lin Xiaolu spread his little hands and smiled: "My senior sister said, don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Since you won't forgive me, then you have Why do you have the nerve to beg me to spare you? Come on, take off your pants and be obedient."
"You're going too far!"
The white-haired old man roared suddenly. He displayed all his spiritual power and swung out a palm, blasting him with a dazzling stream of light.
Aning was startled when she saw the white-haired old man suddenly getting angry. She quickly picked up the black cloth bag and prepared to get up and run away. But the next second, she saw Lin Xiaolu grabbing the old man's withered wrist and forcibly restraining the violent spiritual energy. live!
Aning was immediately shocked and looked at this scene in a daze.
"Grandpa, why are you so unreasonable and why are you saying that I go too far?"
Lin Xiaolu laughed happily, and then he exerted force on his palm, and the old man's wrist suddenly "clicked!"
"ah!"
The old man screamed in pain. His wrist was pinched and he was in so much pain that he couldn't help but kneel on the ground, cracking the floor!
He quickly activated his body-protecting spiritual power and wanted to fight back. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaolu was still not afraid and pinched his deformed wrist and continued to speak:
"Actually, if you had flown away just now, I really wouldn't have been able to do anything to you. Unfortunately, grandpa, you are too trusting."
After saying that, he slowly raised his hand and slapped the old man on the head.
"Bang!"
The immature little hand struck out with tremendous force, and with a loud sound like a bronze bell being hit, an invisible circular wave of air suddenly spread from the old man's forehead where he was struck, and the floor where the old man knelt with his knees There was another "click!" and it immediately shattered!
"Pfft!"
The old man whose head was slapped spat out a mouthful of blood. If his wrist hadn't been pinched by Lin Xiaolu, he would have collapsed to the ground at this moment.
This scene shocked everyone again, and Aning even covered her red lips in surprise.
This little fool actually defeated Zhuji with one move! How did he do that!
In the field, Lin Xiaolu looked down at the seriously injured old man and continued to ask kindly: "Grandpa, can you take it off?"
The old man vomited blood, looked up at him bitterly, and shouted: "Don't take off your clothes!"
"Bang!"
Another slap came out, and the old man's body trembled violently. His legs that were kneeling on the ground sank into the ground, and blood gushed out of his nose.
"Do you want to take it off?"
"I, I, I won't take off my clothes!" The old man continued to shout, tears bursting out of his eyes. He burst into tears and looked extremely pitiful.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Lin Xiaolu was merciless. He caught the old man's head and slapped it like a storm. The old man's head was like a chicken pecking at rice. He was knocked up and down, and his body was sinking into the soil inch by inch. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and cried heartbreakingly: "I'll take it off, I'll take it off, stop filming, I'll take it off!"
Seeing him begging for mercy, Lin Xiaolu stopped, sat in front of the dining table, crossed his legs, held his chin and said expectantly:
"Take it off, I'll watch."
