The corners of Mr. Qing's mouth raised, and his eyes narrowed at Jun Yuyu. Hearing Liu Feng's threatening words, he turned his head slightly and said: "Boy, I declare now that this girl next to you is mine..."
Suddenly the air froze and it was eerily quiet.
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Qing flew out.
boom!
The tables and chairs were shattered all over the floor.
After a long while, I heard a nice voice spread.
"Sorry, I couldn't control it." Jun Yuyu looked like a child who had done something wrong.
However, what is surprising is that Liufeng did not stop him, and even groped with his fingers, he actually touched Jun Yuyu's hand and said, "Junior Sister Yuyu, is your hand okay?"
Jun Yuyu rolled her eyes, and everyone gasped.
Is this something wrong? It's obviously okay. No, something is indeed wrong, because Mr. Qing vomited blood.
"Hey...why are you still standing there?" Young Master Qing's scream came from under the broken tables and chairs, almost a roar.
"Why don't you help me up quickly?"
With a sound, it was like waking up from a dream, and the two followers hurried over, their faces pale.
Mr. Qing writhed and got up from the debris.
"Why are you standing there, why don't you call someone?" Mr. Qing felt as if his lower abdomen was about to explode, and there was a strange pain.
The moment he fell, Mr. Qing understood that he had kicked an iron plate.
"If you dare to hit me, I will let you know who has the final say here." Mr. Qing said in a stern voice.
In the tavern, the waiter was holding a plate of meat and was already scared out of his mind.
Mr. Qing's reputation is almost unknown to everyone in this Kirigakure town. As for his affairs, others feel that they are in danger if they even take a look at it, let alone take care of it.
"Master Qing, right?" Zhao Gang took a step forward.
"Yes, what do you want?" Mr. Qing is used to being arrogant and domineering. He has never been beaten so severely. One punch almost killed him. Looking at the other party, the girl and the young man who spoke were actually asking Is her hand okay? This is intolerable.
"I'm telling you, I beat this young master. I want you to know that there are some people you can't mess with." Mr. Qing was fierce, but when he saw two beauties, his voice suddenly changed.
"Of course, these two beauties are the exception." Full of gangster taste, he slowly pounced on her.
"Girl, I like people with a hot temper. It's fun to ravage her like this, haha..." As if he had seen the scene of Chen Huan's crotch, Mr. Qing's eyes started to wander.
"I'll do it." But it was Feng Xing'er who raised her foot.
"presumptuous."
But it's too late.
Mr. Qing was caught off guard and flew backwards again.
The two followers were already pale, frightened, and at a loss. They were like two wooden stakes, frozen in place, motionless. Perhaps this is the first time for them.
Mr. Qing's reputation in this Wuyin Town basically means that no one dares to disobey the king's laws, but who would have thought that today he would be beaten by a few unknown young people.
As screams came from the second floor of the restaurant, many people began to gather. After all, Mr. Qing's reputation was there just now.
"Is Mr. Qing bullying people again?"
"The two women who came upstairs just now are probably..." He didn't say anything further because he could already predict the outcome.
"Hey, there are two beautiful women again..." Someone sighed, "It's over after being targeted by Mr. Qing."
Mr. Qing is in Wuyin Town, relying on his father's protection. In this town, no one is afraid of him, he is arrogant and domineering, he is a real playboy.
Just then, there was a commotion upstairs.
"Go and call someone quickly..."
"Go quickly, the young master has been beaten..."
Following the commotion, people downstairs finally realized that Mr. Qing had kicked an iron plate this time.
However, soon, the onlookers became cold again.
Mr. Qing was beaten, which meant that it would be difficult for the few people who went up just now to leave Kirigakure Town today.
Because there has been such a precedent before, but the young master who offended the mayor did not end well in the end. Because of this, the mayor even personally led people to destroy the forces behind him.
…
The upstairs was in a mess. The waiter felt that his feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds and he was unable to move. Shen Shen froze on the spot, with a plate of meat scattered everywhere.
"You are dead, you are dead..." Mr. Qing screamed, but he was still strong and threatened to kill several people.
"No one in this Kirigakure town dares to hit me..." Mr. Qing staggered and got up from the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
The eyes were venomous, like snakes and scorpions, staring at several people and roaring continuously.
"Call me someone quickly, call someone quickly..."
However, on the other side, Zhao Gang said in a dull voice: "Mad dog, is this the rhythm of biting people?"
I have to say that this Zhao Gang made everyone laugh with just one sentence.
"Haha..." Liufeng laughed, unscrupulously.
If the teasing fails, it means killing someone. What is he if he is not a mad dog?
"Calling someone? I'll let you know why the flowers are so red." Feng Feiyang was angry.
In front of Feng Feiyang, how could Feng Feiyang give him a chance when he snatched Feng Feiyang's already destined lover.
A sword was drawn.
Clang!
Very killing.
Full of murderous intent.
"What are you going to do?" Mr. Qing was anxious. As Feng Feiyang continued to approach, he began to retreat step by step.
"What are you doing?" Feng Feiyang asked in a low voice, "I'm going to ask you now..."
The sword light was cold and cold, making people tremble.
"Ask me?" Mr. Qing's voice was trembling, and he was already afraid.
A young master from a secular family has never experienced such a scene. It was a sword that had seen blood, and the smell of blood came from it.
"Don't come over..."
Mr. Qing kept retreating, and there was no way he could retreat.
At this time, the waiter came to his senses and saw Feng Feiyang pointing his sword at Mr. Qing. He no longer cared about the plate he was holding. He ran in front of Feng Feiyang, blocked Feng Feiyang's sword, and said, "Please show mercy to this young master." ah."
The waiter said, his face a little bitter, his eyes full of reluctance, and he shook his head.
"What? You're asking for mercy from such a scumbag?" Although Feng Feiyang was angry, he was not unkind and cold. He looked at the waiter and asked.
"Sir, this Young Master Qing is the son of the mayor, so he cannot be killed." The waiter's face was full of fear, and his body was shaking a little under the high pressure of the wind.
"Why can't you kill them? What are you going to do with those who oppress good people and rob women?" As a child of a noble family, Feng Feiyang looked down upon such a playboy the most.
"Young Master, please show me mercy." After hearing the news, the shop owner ran up and saw Feng Feiyang pointing his sword at Young Master Qing. He immediately understood and his face instantly turned pale.
"Killing Mr. Qing is not difficult, but after killing him, my shop will probably close down." The shop owner looked a little miserable, and then begged for Mr. Qing's mercy.
The store owner knew the mayor's methods best. Someone once secretly retaliated against Mr. Qing and beat him up. However, the mayor immediately launched a fierce counterattack. He was so resolute that he directly led the soldiers to kill him.
A whole family, more than a dozen people, all died violently.
And the reason was that he just beat Mr. Qing violently and lost his life as a result.
The shop owner didn't dare to gamble and was begging for mercy.
After saying this, Mr. Qing seemed to have something to rely on, and he instantly felt that his prestige had returned. He straightened his back, pushed the waiter away, pointed at Feng Feiyang, and said: "Kill me if you have the ability, otherwise you guys A few of them would never want to leave this restaurant."
Mr. Qing was very confident, as if he was sure that Feng Feiyang would not move.
The scene suddenly became quiet, very quiet, surprisingly quiet.
Feng Feiyang was also weighing it. He listened attentively to the store owner's words. Although he didn't know the mayor's strength, Feng Feiyang knew that if he killed Mr. Qing rashly, the store would definitely suffer. implicated.
Feng Feiyang hesitated.
Yang Ning gradually turned around, as if she didn't care at all about what happened just now, and wasn't even interested in knowing.
Yang Ning looked at the hesitant Feng Feiyang and said, "Brother Feng, you are a swordsman."
The voice was dull, nothing surprising, just like a person asking for a drink of water, as it should be.
But the ears that hear the wind flying are like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, the wind is flying and the ears are roaring.
Yeah, I'm a swordsman.
The wind flies and the flag suddenly wakes up.
The sword in his hand suddenly flipped around and slashed past the shop owner's figure.
laugh!
Crisp sound.
But it was accompanied by screams.
A few drops of blood splashed on the shop owner's face, which was very hot.
Feng Feiyang did not kill Mr. Qing.
Mr. Qing was holding his hands and head, struggling, rolling to the ground, screaming miserably, as if he had lost his life.
And under the shop owner's feet, a finger, still dripping with blood, fell quietly there.
"Presumptuous." A sharp shout came from downstairs.
There was a majestic sound in his voice, scolding, and his true appearance was gradually revealed.
"Mayor..."
"The mayor is here..."
There were murmurs in the crowd, and everyone knew that these young people were going to be doomed because the mayor had arrived. According to rumors, the mayor is a practitioner and a master.
Look at these young people, how can they be the mayor's opponents at such a young age?
Thinking of this, the people watching downstairs even had the idea of retreating, and one by one, their feet gradually began to move.
It's not scary to join in the fun, but be aware that some of the fun is fun to watch, and some of the fun can cost someone's life, and I'm afraid that life is still yours.
"Keep all these people watching the fun." The mayor left a message and went up to the second floor.
"Who dares to bully my son?" The mayor shouted loudly, which could be heard clearly in the entire restaurant.
"It's me." There was a little bit of blood red on the windy sword blade, which was left when cutting off the fingers.
"Is it you?" The mayor was startled because he saw a young man in white clothes standing in front of him.
"Yes, it's me." Feng Feiyang did not retreat, and even took a step forward, pointing at Mr. Qing, who was still rolling on the ground, and said: "Such a scum, even if I don't kill him, I feel that I am merciful." Feng Feiyang has not forgotten, Qing just now The way the young master stared at Feng Xing'er, every time he recalled it, Feng Feiyang couldn't help but want to kill this so-called Young Master Qing with one sword.
"Father, father, save me quickly, save me quickly, my finger was cut by him..."
When Mr. Qing was in pain, when he saw his father coming to support him, he immediately burst into tears, even a little exaggerated, as if he would not give up until he took revenge.
"I cut off your hand because I was merciful, so I should have cut off your fifth limb as well." The wind flew fiercely, and the sword light was cold, turning the brilliance.
