Zheng Changhong's eyes were cold, with a thick evil aura.

Zheng Sheng is his younger brother who has been playing since he was a child.

The relationship between the two is simply sibling, Zheng Sheng likes taekwondo, Zheng Changhong asked Tan Wu to found the taekwondo club, and also invited Master Gu Changkun.

Although Zheng Sheng is not a disciple of Gu Changkun, it is just too short a time, and given time, Gu Changkun will accept Zheng Sheng as a personal disciple sooner or later.

But nowadays.

Zheng Sheng was covered in comminuted fractures, let alone practicing martial arts, I am afraid that in this life, he will not have a chance to stand up.

All this is because of the Pastoral King's Landing!

Qingluan's eyes were cold, and he was just about to attack, but was stopped by Mu Junlin with a faint wave of his hand.

Mu Junlin raised his eyes slightly, looked at the other party, and asked calmly, "Who are you?"

"Hehe, of course there is something! Do you know Zheng Sheng!"

Zheng Changhong asked with a sneer.

"Yes. ”

"Lao Tzu is his brother!"

Zheng Changhong was extraordinary, looking at Mu Junlin coldly.

"People like you, I really don't know what to do, dare to abolish my brother, and dare to come to this kind of banquet in a grand manner. ”

"If you want me to say, you're not qualified to be here!"

Mu Junlin grinned: "If I am not qualified to participate in the banquet, then today, no one is qualified to show up." ”

"What kind of thing are you to say such things?"

"Do you really think this banquet is for you?"

Zheng Changhong spat on the ground, his eyes were disdainful, and he looked Mu Junlin up and down.

"That's right, this banquet is indeed for me. ”

Mu Junlin nodded.

Eyes are confident and calm.

It is as if what is being stated is just a fact.

Looking at Mu Junlin, Zheng Changhong opened his mouth, his gaze glazed.

Can be a second.

"Hahaha......"

Zheng Changhong, who came back to his senses, leaned back with a smile.

"Did you have something wrong with your brain, and you actually said that this banquet was held for you?"

"If this banquet can really be held for you, Lao Tzu will be the richest man in Jiangnan!"

"Bragging, who wouldn't. ”

"If you were really that powerful, your father-in-law wouldn't let others bully, but he was still hiding here, what a shrunken turtle!"

Hearing Zheng Changhong's last half of the sentence, Mu Junlin's originally indifferent eyes suddenly shrank at this moment, looked at the other party, and asked coldly, "What's wrong with my father-in-law?"

"What's the matter, haha, you want to know?"

Zheng Changhong seemed to appreciate Mu Junlin's expression, and laughed loudly: "Kneel down and beg me, beg me, and I'll tell you." ”

Mu Junlin didn't bother to deal with the other party, and walked directly towards the door.

"When will I allow you to go?"

Zheng Changhong suddenly took a step and stopped in front of Mu Junlin.

"You abolished my brother, instead of worrying about your father-in-law, you don't care about your own fate first!"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say that Jiang Chengwen was beaten, and it was also my hand, after all, his mouth was too hard at the beginning, and he refused to tell your location. ”

"Otherwise, since you want to see your father, I will have your father brought up first, and you father and son will kneel in front of me together, so that my brother will be in a better mood when he comes out of the operating room. ”

Zheng Changhong said.

While squinting at Mu Junlin, a very arrogant smile appeared on his face.

Let the shepherd kneel, this is just the beginning!

Next, he will have many means to torture the Monarch Landing!

Dare to abolish my brother.

This time, you are certain to die!

All kinds of cruel thoughts flickered in Zheng Changhong's heart.

The next second.

"Smack!"

Before his dream was finished, he was directly woken up by Mu Junlin's slap.

"Bang!"

Zheng Changhong was directly pumped upside down and flew away and smashed against the wall.

Mu Junlin's slap didn't spare his hand, if it weren't for the velvet cloth wrapping around the walls and carpets, this slap alone would have been enough to give him a concussion.

"You, you, you dare to hit me!"

Zheng Changhong, whose mouth was crooked, turned his head to glare at Mu Junlin.

"Your mouth stinks, you should smoke!"

Mu Junlin said coldly.

The air slammed.

The security guards at the door who looked inside all looked frightened.

They looked at Zheng Changhong alone, and rushed in with great momentum, thinking that the other party would have some powerful means.

As a result, he was slapped by Mu Junlin!

Still in front of Qingluan!

They immediately had a clearer understanding of the identity of the Shepherd's Landing.

It seems that Shepherd's Landing is not just as simple as coming to get the number plate.

"You, you ......"

Zheng Changhong was a little angry.

Who would dare to beat him after all these years?

"Which hand hit my father-in-law? Break it, today's banquet is grand, I don't want to be angry!"

Shepherd's voice was soft.

But anyone can hear the anger in the tone!

"Broken Lao Tzu's hand, why do you think you are something!"

"Lao Tzu has been practicing martial arts for ten years, and the person who should be cut off is you!"

Zheng Changhong laughed angrily, and directly hit a carp, bounced up from the ground, and pounced on Mu Junlin with teeth and claws.

The two fists were fierce and smashed towards Mu Junlin.

"Smack!"

Mu Junlin slapped his left hand.

Zheng Changhong hit the wall again.

", you-"

"Smack!"

Mu Junlin slapped his right hand.

In Zheng Changhong's ears, a crisp sound of bones breaking sounded.

"Which hand hit my father-in-law?"

The same sentence is still the same for the herd king.

If it weren't for the imminent banquet, with Zheng Changhong's two words, he would have already set foot in the Zheng family.

"I, I ......"

Zheng Changhong opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a cruel word.

He looked at the man in front of him in horror, and he only felt like a devil at this moment!

Zheng Changhong has been practicing martial arts for ten years!

Who is his opponent among the younger generation?

As a result, he was slapped like a fly by Mu Junlin, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight back.

"You, you can't touch me, this is the antique conference, Miss Qing ordered it, you can't see blood!"

Zheng Changhong shouted anxiously.

"Really, when have I ever said such a thing?"

Qingluan finally couldn't help it and smiled at this time.

Zheng Changhong looked over in horror: "Are you?"

"I'm Miss Qing, Qingluan. ”

Qingluan still had a smile on her face.

But it is like an ice edge, piercing and penetrating.

trespassed on the heavy ground, shouted in front of the hall master, and tried in vain to take the initiative against the temple.

Each of these is a capital offense!

"Are you Miss Qing?"

Zheng Changhong was scared silly.

He shook his head like crazy: "Impossible, how can you be Miss Qing?

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it at all, unless, you prove that you are Qingluan!"

"The word Qingluan was given by the hall master, why should I prove it to you?"

Qingluan glanced at the time and bowed to Mu Junlin: "Brother Mu, the antique conference is about to start. ”

"You can come first, and I'll come later. ”

"Okay. ”

Mu Junlin nodded and walked towards the door.

When he walked to the door, Mu Junlin turned his head, looked at Zheng Changhong in a sluggish state, and said, "Since he refuses to say which hand he has, those two hands are broken." ”

The eyes are cold, and the killing intent in it is like a god above the nine heavens, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and people who are rich want to vomit.

"I say, I say!"

At the moment when he was pressed to the ground, Zheng Changhong finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his right hand and roared: "It's this hand, I hit it with this hand!"

This time, however.

No one paid any attention to him anymore.