Watching the mustache grab his younger brother in his hands.

Jiao Jingjing was in a hurry.

"Let my brother go!"

"Xiao Nizi, I said, take off the talisman on your body and I'll let him go!"

Bazihu sneered.

Seeing this, the fat woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately smiled: "Or cousin, you have a way, this time see if this little girl dies!"

Hearing this, Jiao Jingjing was desperate.

At this time, it may have been heard in the courtyard, and in a bungalow, a puzzled voice came out.

"Jingjing, what are you doing outside!"

This is Jiao Jingjing's mother's voice.

"Mom, it's okay, I accidentally fell ......"

Jiao Jingjing didn't dare to tell the truth, he didn't want his mother to worry, even the little boy didn't say anything.

saw that the fat woman sneered, lowered her voice and said to Jiao Jingjing:

"Hurry up and take off the amulet, otherwise, I'll be in front of your mother and clean you up!"

At this moment, Jiao Jingjing's delicate body kept trembling.

She didn't expect that last night, she obviously saved this woman, but why did she take revenge.

If she knew the story of the farmer and the snake, she would understand that people must not have mercy for a poisonous snake, and only themselves will be killed.

"Little Nizi, what are you still rubbing, don't hurry up and do it!"

The fat woman was a little anxious, she was afraid that she would go back late, what if the young man ran away.

She's going to rush back as soon as possible and clean up that guy.

There is a cousin here today, and that kid must be crippled, just like Batur and Brother Centipede, and let him be a cripple for the rest of his life.

"Hurry up, or I'll kill him!"

The mustache couldn't wait any longer, and clasped his hand on the little boy's neck for a moment.

He drove all night, and without even drinking a sip of water, he was brought here by his cousin.

I thought it would be solved soon, but I didn't expect that by now, he had lost his patience.

At this moment, the little boy's breathing was gradually becoming shorter, and his face was becoming more and more red.

Even breathing began to become extremely difficult.

Seeing that his brother was about to be killed by the other party.

"Okay, I'll just take it off......"

Jiao Jingjing finally compromised, only to see her tear off the talisman she was wearing around her neck and throw it on the ground.

The amulet was thrown away, and the curtain of light that enveloped her body disappeared instantly.

Seeing this, the fat woman was overjoyed, and immediately stepped forward and prepared to do it.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

"If you want to die, try her. ”

Hearing this, everyone turned around and found a young man at the gate of the small courtyard.

He walked in.

The person who came was Han Lin.

"Cousin, this kid bullied me last night!"

Seeing Han Lin coming in, the fat woman's face was happy, she was about to look for him, but she didn't expect this guy to come to the door by himself.

It's just not too sweet.

Just cripple this guy here, and if you dare to go against her, you will have to pay a heavy price.

At this moment, she is not in a hurry to find trouble with Jiao Jingjing, since the biggest enemy has arrived, she naturally wants to take revenge first.

"You go, my aunt's cousin has arrived!"

Seeing Han Lin coming in, Jiao Jingjing hurriedly shouted.

He works in a hotel, and often has cultivators to stay, and Jiao Jingjing still knows some of their horrors.

In fact, in this small city, most people are aware of the existence of cultivators.

It's just that I won't say it to outsiders, let alone to strangers, this is a rule left over for thousands of years.

If it weren't for an emergency, she wouldn't have said it to Han Lin.

"You bullied my cousin and beat her?"

The eight-character beard let go of the little boy in his hand and looked at Han Lin with a playful expression.

Seeing that this guy is not very old, he should be in his twenties, even if he is a martial arts master, he is not too powerful, at most he is a master of the Dacheng level.

And he is a fourth-level cultivator of condensation, equivalent to the realm of a martial arts master.

With his strength, crushing the other party has no pressure at all.

"Boy, kneel down and kowtow to my cousin, and beg her, if she forgives you, you have caused me to run so far, I only need your arm.

If she doesn't forgive you, I'll nullify you completely!"

As he spoke, the mustache let go of the little boy, looked at Han Lin with his hands on his chest, and said lightly.

It was as if he had settled on Han Lin.

If she knew Han Lin's name, she would definitely immediately lie down and kowtow.

Han Lin's name is now almost spread in the cultivation realm, and many monks know it.

Coincidentally, this eight-character bearded sect is still under the banner of Han Lin, swaggering and deceiving everywhere.

"If you want me to kowtow, you really don't think your life is long enough, but for the sake of your cultivation, help me break the limbs of this fat pig, and I will let you go, otherwise, your end will definitely be miserable!"

"A hairy boy in his twenties, he still dares to shout in front of me, do you think you are Han Lin, dare to speak in such a big tone!"

Bazihu sneered.

Hearing this, Han Lin was stunned, this guy knew his name, but he didn't even know himself? Could it be that what he said was not the same person as himself?

"Which Han Lin are you talking about?"

Han Lin asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's Han Lin who killed the real person of the treasure seal, what's the matter, have you also heard of the name of Han Lin Zhenren?"

Han Lin nodded meaningfully.

Seeing this mustache, he smiled proudly:

"Since I've heard him scream, then I'll tell you, he's my senior brother, isn't he afraid?"

Hearing this, Han Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, this is really Lord Jia and a fake adult, it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

The most hateful thing is that this guy actually oppresses the good under his own banner.

"What's the name of your sect?"

Han Lin asked lightly.

"Seven Star Gate!"

Bazihu did not hesitate to report his own sect, and seemed to be very proud.

"Boy, even if I tell you, what can you do with me, I'll abolish you in a while!"

Hearing this, Han Lin's expression turned cold.

It seems that the Seven Star Gate, he is going to take a trip.

"Cousin, what nonsense are you talking to him, hurry up and kneel him to me, I want him to kowtow to me!"

At this time, the voice of the fat woman came.

Hearing this, Bazihu turned his head to look at Han Lin: "Boy, do you kneel by yourself, or will I beat you to your knees?"

"I usually give the other party a chance before I make a move, but unfortunately, no one has ever grasped it!"

Han Lin sighed, turned back to Jiao Jingjing and said:

"Take your brother and go back to your room, this is not for you!"

"But you ......"

Jiao Jingjing's worried words were not finished.

Han Lin interrupted her voice: "Don't worry, it's just two ants!"

Jiao Jingjing's younger brother was too young, and Han Lin didn't want to show his bloody side in front of him.

so as not to cause irreparable effects on his psyche.

Seeing that Han Lin looked confident, Jiao Jingjing gritted her teeth and took her younger brother to prepare to go back to the room.

Unexpectedly, the fat woman stood in front of them.

"I want to leave, but the door is not ......"

But before she finished her words, she saw Han Lin appear in front of her.

Syllable......

There was a crunch.

Seeing Han Lin, he slapped the fat woman in the face and directly whipped her out.

Han Lin's speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the mustache clearly, let alone block it.

"Go, take your brother back to his room, close the door, don't look and don't listen!"

Han Lin tilted his head slightly and said to Jiao Jingjing.

At this moment, he is really angry, there are always some people in this world who think that they are the center of the world and invincible in the world.

I listened to Jiao Jingjing's words last night and let her go, I don't know if I am grateful, but I don't want to, I actually brought someone here to take revenge.

In that case, she is not sparing her hands.