Ling Fei himself didn't want to cause trouble, not for anything else, he just wanted to come over and taste the ordinary life, want to understand the ordinary life, and become a god, and he couldn't waste his time with a group of little fools like these little children.

However, many times, things don't go as smoothly as you think.

The reason why stupid mortals are called stupid is because they can't see clearly what kind of person their opponent in front of them is, so they are always wandering in making mistakes and wandering in death.

Soon, a group of people appeared in the streets, leading the way in leather jackets, with studed earrings and red hair on one end, like flames.

They came to the middle of the wonton house and the blacksmith shop and immediately stopped.

Those few who had been taught by Ling Fei before to kill Matt immediately pointed to Ling Fei, who was striking iron, and said:

"Brother Huo, it's this guy who not only beat our brother, but also robbed us of our money."

Brother Huo took a sip and slowly walked to the blacksmith shop, watching Ling Fei smash the Xuanyuan Holy Sword with the Fantian Seal, his face was full of yin and yang.

"I've heard for a long time that a madman has come to my street, and he's been building swords day and night. What age is it, and now they all play with guns, who still plays with swords? Idiot! ”

Ling Fei glanced at him faintly.

"If you scolded me two months ago, this sword would have been stuck in you."

"Hehe..."

Brother Huo smiled contemptuously.

"Did you hear that? This kid is quite arrogant, huh? You still want to kill me? He doesn't look at what he is. ”

After speaking, his face turned to Ling Fei again, with a pair of triangular eyes, cold and terrifying, as if he was staring at the poisonous snake of his prey.

"Stinky boy, are you really a bully for my brother Huo? You don't go out to inquire, when my brother Huo came out, why were you still breastfeeding at home! Dare to beat my brother, I don't think you want to live anymore. ”

Ling Fei was not in a hurry, picked up the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and blew a breath, and a sound of killing came from the blade of the sword.

"Hiss~! Good stuff! ”

Brother Huo, who was arrogant, heard this voice, and then looked at the shape of Xuanyuan's long sword, and his heart suddenly burst out.

'Isn't this a good treasure antique?' ’

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, and said with a cruel smile:

"Boy, my brother Huo is a reasonable person. You respect me, I respect you! But if you dare to touch my brother, I will dare to kill your whole family. However, for the sake of your young age, it is not easy, if Lao Tzu beats you to death, your parents will give birth to you blindly. In this way, give me the sword in your hand, and then kowtow to me and apologize, and I will spare your life. If not, believe it or not that I broke your legs? ”

Qian Xiaoqin immediately trotted over from the wonton shop opposite.

"Brother Huo, Brother Huo, don't be angry, what happened just now was a misunderstanding. This is the money from the brothers just now, and the money I paid next month, all here. You extinguish the fire. ”

Brother Huo glanced at Qian Xiaoqin carefully, and two green lights flashed faintly in his eyes.

He had a wicked smile on his face, and his eyes attacked Qian Xiaoqin unscrupulously.

"Sister, don't say that Brother Huo is not righteous, you said that you paid the money early, isn't there nothing to do? I just want to do it, hit my brother. So my brother doesn't need medical bills? Don't need a mental damage fee? You want to send us away with this little money? ”

Qian Xiaoqin's face turned pale, and she knew that this matter was not so easy to solve.

"Brother Huo, this is all a misunderstanding, he just came not long ago, he doesn't know. You can rest assured, we will definitely compensate you for the medical expenses. ”

"You don't need to pay for it, and you can't afford it. In this way, you have a treat tonight, and have a drink with me and my brothers, and this matter is over, otherwise, let's settle it slowly. ”

Qian Xiaoqin's face was pale. She is not a fool, as a pretty widow, she is a big piece of fat meat, and many people are staring at her and playing with her ideas. Tonight, this banquet, it's good not to go, if you go, eighty percent of it will be a late festival!

But if she doesn't go, she's a weak woman, how can she deal with Brother Huo's gang?

Just when she was in a dilemma, Ling Fei's voice came from the blacksmith shop behind her again.

"You are not allowed to go tonight."

Brother Huo was waiting for the pretty widow to agree, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by Ling Fei, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

"Grass! Stinky boy, don't give me too much trouble, otherwise, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you? What happened just now, Lao Tzu hasn't settled accounts with you yet, do you dare to play tricks with me here? ”

Ling Fei glanced at him.

"Don't you want this sword? Okay, as long as you can hold it, this sword is yours. ”

Brother Huo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ling Fei's sword was a fine antique, and it was worth a lot of money. He actually offered to let him take it, and he didn't take it for nothing.

Although the pretty widow is also very good, it must still be much less than the priceless antiques. Besides, the pretty widow, the monk can't run the temple, and she will have more opportunities in the future, but this antique is not necessarily.

Thinking of this, he immediately walked into the blacksmith shop with a smile, came to Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.

"Okay, you said it yourself, happy, I like people like you, you don't have to talk hard. Since you have invited Brother Huo to me so sincerely, if I don't take it, won't it give you face? I.... ”

As he spoke, he frowned as soon as he finished speaking.

"Why is this sword so heavy?"

Ling Fei glanced at him, didn't speak, and came to the water dispenser to get water to drink.

"This sword is like this, only a real man can pick it up."

Brother Huo smiled disdainfully.

"Bullshit real man, when Lao Tzu cut people, you didn't know where to drink milk, and you still preached Lao Tzu here, it's ridiculous. It's just such a broken sword, watch me pick it up for you in minutes. ”

Brother Huo's younger brother is extraordinarily enthusiastic.

"Brother Huo, come on."

"How could a real man like Brother Huo not be able to pick it up? Joke! ”

"That's right, if Brother Huo is not a real man, there will be no real man in this world!"

"Brother Huo, pick it up and show it to him, let him see how powerful you are."

Brother Huo smiled smugly between his eyebrows.

"Boy, show me well, your sword is Lao Tzu's."

After speaking, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and struggled to lift it, but he couldn't help blushing.

The face gradually turned from red to blue. He clenched his teeth and his eyes widened, as if all the strength of his body was about to be drained. In this way, I held on for dozens of seconds, and the sword did not move at all.

"Whew..."

Brother Huo was so tired that he was panting, bent over and lay on the stove, and couldn't help but complain:

"Damn, what's the matter with your broken sword? Why can't I even lift it? Could it be made of magnets, and there is a magnet connection under this stove? ”