Outside the store, someone kicked the door open, and the wooden door, which was already a little simple, was almost not kicked apart by this kick.

Ye Feng frowned, looked back, and saw a few clothes dressed like servants.

I have lived in the Tianlong world for a few months, and I have an expert-level level for the clothing standards in ancient times, and I can see at a glance that these people should be the evil slaves of a large family.

Because the clothing system on these people is obviously the servant's system, but the material is good, at least much stronger than the clothes and fabrics worn by most people in the town, and they are not big families, so it is impossible to be willing to use such good materials for servants to make clothes.

These people are arrogant, and a yellow-faced middle-aged man led by them is even more arrogant.

As soon as I entered the door, I sat on a stool, scanned everything in the store with a pout, and knew at a glance that it was not a person who seemed to be with.

When his eyes swept over Ye Feng and Uncle Jiang, he was full of contempt: "Dead old man, hurry up and bring up all the good food and dishes, and a few more jars of good wine, the uncles will go out of town to do things in the afternoon, don't delay." ”

The arrogant appearance of these people made Ye Feng frown.

As a good young man in the new era, what I am most disgusted with is this kind of bullying thing, especially this kind of thing that bullies the old, the young, the sick and the disabled.

At this time, Uncle Jiang had already greeted him, and his face was full of embarrassment: "Everyone, I'm really sorry, the ingredients in the small shop have just been sold out today, and there is nothing left, so why don't you go to another store to have a look." ”

As soon as Uncle Jiang's words were finished, the yellow-faced man slapped the table suddenly: "Old guy, the uncles came to your store to eat to give you face, and you are grinding and chirping here, don't you give me face?"

As he spoke, he stood up and slapped Uncle Jiang in the face, knocking the old man to a tail.

The few people next to him immediately stood up and echoed: "Yes, what's the matter, don't give face, right? No matter how special the ink, I will smash your little broken shop for you, where will you two go to live when you see it!"

For a while, the famous people scared the old man, stood unsteadily and fell to the ground, he knew that these people could do everything, and they had no fear, there were people behind them, even if they were really beaten up, I am afraid that the government would ignore them.

Not far away, Xiao Tingting, who was chatting with Ye Feng, saw that her grandfather was being bullied like this, and rushed over at a trot, wiping the blood from the corners of the old man's mouth with her small sleeves, while looking up at the evil slaves, her voice was choked but she was very strong and scolded: "You... You are bad people, you robbed grandpa's restaurant, and now we have nothing to eat, and you still don't let us go..."

The yellow-faced middle-aged man squatted down, and as soon as he reached out, he was about to attack Xiao Tingting, and said with a sneer: "You little girl understands... Oops"

Who knows, before his hand touched Xiao Tingting, he suddenly found that his whole person flew into the air.

Before he could react, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Suddenly, a miserable scream came from the middle-aged man's mouth, and the miserable scream really made people frightened.

"Who, who is this troublemaker?" The yellow-faced middle-aged man, supported by his companions, stood up from the ground in pain and looked around.

I saw the people outside the door who were watching the excitement, and in an instant, they scattered far away with a hula, and they were all afraid that trouble would get on them.

And the person with the broken mouth, perhaps with good intentions, secretly shouted: "Old Jiang, shut down this small shop, and leave here with your granddaughter." ”

"Yes, there are immortal cultivators in other families, where do we mortals provoke it, you better leave quickly. ”

"That's right, although it's hard to leave home, it's better than losing your life, Xiao Tingting is so old, she was involved and died, that's really miserable. ”

...

Someone spoke, and the neighbors and villagers all chimed in one by one.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man suddenly roared angrily: "Why don't you shut up Lao Tzu, who let you talk nonsense here?"

The companions around him also turned their heads viciously one by one and glared at everyone: "Which of you beat our boss just now?"

As soon as everyone saw that they might provoke themselves, they suddenly turned around, and with a whoosh, they all ran away.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man sneered, looked at the backs of the group of people with contempt, turned around and looked, and found Ye Feng who was still sitting at the table not far away, eating wine and food peacefully, as if he hadn't seen what was happening here.

With a roll of his eyes, the yellow-faced middle-aged man, with a wave of his big hand, took a few of his companions, and directly surrounded Ye Feng in the middle: "Boy, where did you come from, what are you doing, what's your name?"

Ye Feng still seemed to not see everyone, calmly eating the food on the table, picking up the wine glass on the table from time to time, and tasting it deliciously.

Uncle Jiang's wine is home-brewed, I have to say that Uncle Jiang's food and wine production skills are worthy of opening a big restaurant, but it has a unique flavor.

At least on the ancestral star, Ye Feng had never drunk such sweet and pure wine, compared to the wine in the Tianlong World, it was all better, and the degree was not large, and the aftertaste was long.

"Come, Tingting, give you a chicken leg, you didn't eat it last night, make it up for you today!" After drinking a glass of wine, Ye Feng casually tore off a fat chicken leg from the roast chicken, stood up, and walked directly in front of Xiao Tingting.

Stretched out his hand to hand the chicken leg to Xiao Tingting, as for the vicious slaves around him, it was as if he hadn't seen it at all.

This act of ignoring suddenly made the yellow-faced middle-aged man scare into anger, his whole face was flushed all of a sudden, his mind was blank, and he only wanted to vent the anger in his heart: "Good boy, don't be ashamed of your face, just now you little rabbit cub cheated, let your grandfather and I fall, right?"

The yellow-faced middle-aged man waved his hand angrily, and was about to take action against Ye Feng with his accomplices.

But he forgot one thing, the characters who could silently and directly knock him out a few meters away could be provoked by a few evil slaves of them?

In this world, there are many monks, and those with brains are all acting in a low-key manner, who dares to provoke the enemy at will when they have no cultivation?

Rumble...

Before the gang could get to Ye Feng, it was as if they had hit a barrier that they couldn't see, and then they were violently bounced back.

All of a sudden, he fell heavily to the ground.

This time, the yellow-faced middle-aged man, as well as several other evil slaves, completely understood who did it.

Obviously, the young man in front of him is a hidden master.