Feng Yong did not retreat but advanced, flirted his legs and locked his throat, and with a twist of his backhand, a healthy man was "pounced on the winter" and was pressed to his knees on the spot and could not move.

"Roar ......" The steward's face was swollen and red, and his mouth and nose exhaled like a cow, and he struggled hard.

"With this ability, you are also worthy of making trouble in the Feng Mansion?" Feng Yong's mouth was like a poisonous snake constantly spewing venom, "The pride of Guan Junhou is heard all over the world, so this is the loss of Jingzhou." Unexpectedly, the Guan family not only did not take it as a warning, but took pride in it, without the ability of Guan Junhou, but the arrogance became even worse, and it seems that the decline of the Guan family is just around the corner. ”

As soon as he let go of his hand and went forward, the steward couldn't control his body and fell directly to the ground, and after getting up, he yelled and wanted to pounce again.

In terms of battlefield fighting, Feng Yong may be a rookie, but when it comes to one-on-one fighting empty-handed, he is really not afraid of anyone.

Lao Tzu is not practicing flower boxing and embroidering legs, but practicing military boxing for actual combat! Is it for nothing to exercise every morning? Eat eggs every day, that's for nothing?

Block, elbow, directly knock the opponent's nose crooked, and then put the opponent to the ground again.

"Okay, Shishiro, you're no match for him."

As soon as the guy turned over and was about to pounce again, the steward next to him, who was originally holding his arms and sneering, hurriedly grabbed him and dissuaded him.

Feng Yong clapped his hands and said condescendingly: "Please go back and tell Guan Junhou that if the Guan family really wants to learn this trick of wishing chickens, then send someone who is sincere enough to learn." Like you, my Feng Mansion is too small, and I am afraid that I will not be able to receive it. ”

"Little Tian Shelang, clever words, waiting for an opportunity to be greedy, treating my family as nothing. In vain, the prince and the marquis don't remember the previous suspicions, I thought you were sincerely apologizing, so I sent me and others here, but I didn't expect you to say such evil words! The fourteenth lang was pulled by someone, and he didn't pounce again, but gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Insult my Guan family like you, Guan family and you, swear not to stand on each other!" ”

"That's what you mean? Or does it mean Guan Junhou? Feng Yong's face was gloomy, and he spoke clearly, "Or can you represent the Guan family now?" ”

That fourteen Lang's expression froze, and he sneered again: "The villain is just a small steward, how can he represent the meaning of Guan Junhou?" It's just Tian Shelang, you have thought about it, if I go back and tell Guan Junhou what you just said, do you know what Guan Junhou will do? ”

MMP, why did you provoke the incident first, and then found out that you couldn't beat Lao Tzu, so you remembered that you were a little steward? I can't get back on the field, so I threaten to go back and sue? What Lao Tzu hates most is this kind of primary school student who complains behind his back!

At that moment, he ran a few steps to accelerate, flew up with a kick, and directly kicked Nashilang in the lower abdomen, kicked him on the spot, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground like a shrimp, arching his waist and covering his belly and curling up and moaning.

"Feng Langjun, isn't this move too much?" The steward who originally helped pull people hurriedly stepped forward to help Nashilang up, and found that he was pale in pain and sweating profusely, and immediately asked Feng Yong angrily, and at the same time was secretly surprised in his heart, this Shishilang was physically strong, and there were a few punches and kicks under his hands. Although this Feng Langjun is not very old, he can't be underestimated.

"Are you from the Zhang family?" Feng Yong did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Exactly."

It can be seen that Guan Zhang is one, and now among the remaining three people, only he reacts the most fiercely, and nine times out of ten he is a member of the Zhang family.

"Dare to ask for a name?"

"Don't dare to bother Feng Langjun to ask, the villain's family is three, follow the surname of the lord, Feng Langjun can call the villain Zhang Sanlang."

"Zhang Sanlang, do you want to fight unevenly?

"I don't dare, but I feel that Feng Langjun is too much."

"That's still a fight," Feng Yong's expression was contemptuous, but his tone was not light, "Although I am young, I have also seen the prime minister and General Zhao. I was fortunate to listen to the teachings of the prime minister, and I was also ordered by the old general Zhao. To put it mildly, he also received the prime minister's false praise of 'young hero' that day. The prime minister once said that if there is anything, you can go to the prime minister's house. But I don't know what kind of identity this fourteenth lang is, he can be so big, just scold me Tian Shelang, clever words, waiting for the opportunity to enter the gluttony, but where to start? ”

Lao Tzu is a person who has talked and laughed with Prime Minister Zhuge (although he was pitted), and he has also been instructed by General Zhao (although he was drawn two poles), you say that I am clever and waiting for an opportunity to enter the gluttony, doesn't that mean that Prime Minister Zhuge and General Zhao are blind and blind?

Come, come, come, tell me who you are, and see if you have the qualifications?

"Bitter!" Zhang Sanlang secretly said in his heart, "No wonder I got a message from the lord when I went out, and I can't pick quarrels and provoke trouble at will, it turns out that there is this layer of joints," looked at Shishilang with a strange look at him at the moment, "But why is Shishilang acting so recklessly, could it be that Guan Junhou didn't mention something to him?" ”

Nashiro's face became more and more pale, his teeth were clenched, and he seemed to be extremely unbearable in the pain in his abdomen, and he fainted immediately.

This farce seemed to surprise everyone, Zhang Sanlang saw Shishilang faint, so he confessed his guilt and helped Shishilang to hurry away.

It is inconvenient for the remaining Zhao and Ma families to stay in the Feng Mansion anymore, after all, the people who were sent by the lords of each family are not fools. When such a thing happens, what is the attitude of the Guan and Zhang families, no one knows, before the attitudes of the two families are not clear, it is better for the Zhao and Ma families to wait and see.

"Lord, how is this good?" The butler's face was worried, this time, the lord really offended the Guan family to death, right?

"Don't worry, I'm in control." Feng Yong was calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already scolding in his heart, it was really better for the king of Hades, and the little ghost was difficult. Lao Tzu had already taken a step back to show goodwill, and tried his best not to face Guan Xing head-on, but he didn't expect to have this kind of conflict with the people under the Guan family.

It's cool to pretend to beat people for a while, but you have to go to the crematorium afterwards!

Why can't I hold my breath?

Offending the powerful, whether it was in Wei or Eastern Wu, Feng Yong felt that he was going to run away. So in Shu, is it possible for him to live a few more episodes tenaciously? Feng Yong was pondering, after all, I have a friendship with Zhuge Old Demon, and we both belong to the same vein of the mountain gate!

Feng Yong began to rejoice that he was put on a tiger skin of a hidden mountain gate by someone else. By the way, Zhuge Old Demon said, if you are in trouble, go to him. At most, Lao Tzu went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to eat, and finally let Zhuge Lao Demon round the field, so that he would not have to worry about his life. It's just that he has been tied to death in the Prime Minister's Mansion since then, and he has less freedom.

Feng Yongyi didn't sleep all night, and comforted himself all night.

The next morning, Feng Yong rarely got up late, and made an exception to not be in the mood to go to the morning exercise, and after eating breakfast, he sat in the living room in a daze like a mud bodhisattva.

The housekeeper got Feng Yong's abnormality from his sister's small report, and cautiously ran over to take a closer look at Feng Yong's expression, and found that there was no illness, so he asked the lord with concern if there was anything wrong.

"It's okay, I'm just waiting for someone." Feng Yong waved his hand impatiently and drove the housekeeper away, "Uncle Zhao is busy himself, don't worry about me." ”

Feng Yong's face was a little gloomy, he was in a bad mood, the whole Feng Mansion was like a high-pressure air mass coiling in the air, and the younger sister who was closest to Feng Yong on weekdays had already sneaked over to tea four or five times, and every time she was tiptoeing, like a thief.

The summer in Sichuan is very hot, and there is no air conditioning in this era, and the sweat flowing from morning to noon is sticky and uncomfortable. Feng Yong picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, which was just right for the mouth.