"Okay, you pretend to be a fart, let's go down and have a look. Master, I want to see which way of the gods in this god capital is so bold that they dare to come here to be presumptuous. ”

Niu Ben stood up and said to Jia Huan through gritted teeth.

Jia Huan laughed and said, "It's not pretending, no matter who it is, no matter what he breaks or who he hurts, it's ten times back, what are you anxious about?" ”

Niu Ben gave Jia Huan a thumbs up speechlessly and said, "You're still dark enough." ”

But after all, Jia Huan also stood up, and then the group went downstairs.

Walking to the corridor on the second floor, you can enjoy the view of the hall downstairs from the verandah.

Jia Huan leaned on the railing of the corridor on the second floor, looking down at the chaos in the hall downstairs.

The conflicting party was a group of outsiders, also dressed in brocade and grossin, wearing a gold crown, and it was clear at a glance that they were not laymen.

The person who was bullied was naturally Jia Yun of the shopkeeper.

Although Jia Yun's face was covered with blood at the moment, she still had a smile on her face and said, "Childe, it's really not that you don't give accommodation. The rules set by our third master are that you can't apply for a VIP card without an acquaintance's introduction. It's just an errand in the next place, you see......"

"What bullshit third master? Lao Tzu really saw the hell. When you come to eat in a restaurant, it's not that you don't give silver to eat overlord meals, when have you heard of any bullshit VIP cards? Why, you look down on you, don't you? If you stay in Liaodong, Lao Tzu will tear you alive! Let your third master come out, there is a kind of let him tell Lao Tzu in person! ”

A young man with a fierce face, accompanied by several young men in brocade clothes, kept smashing tables or smashing people.

Jia Huan expressionlessly took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve pocket. With a wave of his hand, the silver nugget flew out with a loud roar.

But the man below is arrogant and obedient. But he is not a mediocre person, and his hand is raised. The sword on his waist was unsheathed, his hand speed was so fast that he couldn't see the movement clearly, and everyone only felt a flash of light, and the broken silver piece from Jia Huan's hand was split into two pieces and scattered left and right.

"What kind of villain, dare to hurt people with secret arrows?"

The young man's thick black broom eyebrows furrowed, and he looked upstairs.

This change also made the hall quiet.

Jia Huanle looked down at the young man. There was no nervous look in his eyes, and he asked in a brisk voice: "Hey, fellow, which village?" ”

"Poof!"

Niu Ben felt that he was about to die, and he was so happy that he hugged his stomach and laughed wildly.

Ying Xing'er frowned when she saw the person downstairs, and then glanced at Jia Huan angrily, and followed suit.

may have been infected by Jia Huan's ease, and everyone downstairs also laughed wildly, but they didn't expect it. The third master of the Jia family is so funny!

Fellow, which village?

This is to treat this group of people as uninformed dirt buns and mud legs......

However, the three brothers of the Han family did not laugh, and Dong Mingyue did not laugh either.

"Fuck!!"

The boy was laughed at like this. The whole person is going to explode.

When he first arrived in Shenjing, the most unfortunate thing was that the people here would have a condescending look at outsiders.

It was as if all the outsiders were inferior, even though his status was more noble than more than ninety percent of the people in the city.

"Wow, yes!"

The broom-eyebrow boy just felt like he was going crazy. A punch slammed into the gatehouse, with a "boom". The solid wood door split and exploded.

The hall was silent again.

The young man glared at Jia Huan angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Come down!" ”

Niu Ben stopped smiling. But he didn't take it too seriously, he glanced at the few people behind the young man, his brows were slightly furrowed, and after turning his head to look at Ying Xing'er, who was indifferent, he whispered to Jia Huan: "The person behind this kid is the son of the Zhongshun Palace, Ying Lang, this kid is very yin and annoying." ”

Jia Huan didn't stop, just nodded.

The crowd naturally parted ways, Jia Huan walked up to the black-eyed young man, and said with a smile: "Let's get to know each other first, otherwise it will be a trouble to even know who the bitter master is for a while." ”

The young man snorted, but he also dared to act, and said proudly: "Boy, remember, the person who broke your dog's leg is Master Wenbo." ”

Jia Huan nodded, but his eyes looked at the few people behind him.

The person at the head, with thin eyebrows and fine eyes, and a soft complexion, smiled at Jia Huan and nodded.

Jia Huan smiled dumbly, this person must be Ying Lang, and he is also the black hand of today's affairs.

Looking further back, there are mostly people who are fierce.

Jia Huan was about to speak, when Niu Ben on the side suddenly looked at Wen Bo and said, "Who are you Wen Zhengyan?" ”

The young man with thick black broom eyebrows was stunned when he heard this, and the anger on his face decreased slightly, but he still said in a vicious voice: "He is my son, what's the matter?" Less relationship with the master! ”

Niu Ben sneered, and then said to Jia Huan: "Wen Zhengyan is one of the new five ministers of the Military Machine Pavilion, and he was previously the general who commanded the Black Dragon Legion in the northeast.

Wen Zhengyan's father, who also followed the first Rong Guogong to the frontier, and later made great contributions, captured and killed the enemy chieftain, and was awarded the title of Marquis of Fenwu. Wen Zhengyan is now inherited from his father, and he is also a first-class uncle.

However, if Wen Zhengyan knew that his son had smashed the restaurant of Rongguo Gong's house, hehe, this kid would have fun.

Brother Huan'er, pay attention, don't let anyone with a heart provoke our internal struggle. Among the five ministers of the Military Aircraft Cabinet, there is also one over there, and if one more is pulled over, the situation will not be very good. ”

The last sentence was what Niu Ben said.

Jia Huan nodded quietly.

And Wen Bo on the other side only felt five thunders at the moment.

The dog's day, he smashed it...... He smashed the restaurant of Rongguo's family?

This......

Isn't this the end of it?

"Young Master Wen, speaking of which, you're not wrong, are you? You Wen Gongzi is not a gentleman and evil, and the cannibal overlord does not give silver. It's that people's eyes are too high, and they don't even let Wen Gongzi enter. Where is this means of hospitality, isn't it humiliating?

We are martial artists, and the most important thing we can't lose is blood. Come to think of it, even if Lord Ling Zun knew about this, he wouldn't be angry. ”

Winlang. Sure enough, he lived up to his ruthless reputation.

Just now he smiled and nodded at Jia Huan, but he fanned the flames. No mercy.

No, Wen Bo's eyes were full of anger when he said a few words.

But. Jia Huan was just stunned.

If you want to do great things, you only rely on this yin. private means, but after all, they can't be put on the table.

If this Ying Lang is Ying Xing'er's character and open-mindedness, then Jia Huan may not even be able to sleep well at night.

But if that's all he wants, he really doesn't take it to heart.

It's just that the smile on the corner of his mouth was understood by the irascible Wen Bo as ridicule, ridiculing him as a turtle from the "countryside".

In an instant, what Rongguo Mansion. What kind of leather whip of his old man, he forgot it all to the back of his mind.

"Wow, yes!"

After a strange scream, Wen Bo stomped his foot, and the whole person flew towards Jia Huan.

Only smashed the yellow dragon in one style and attacked Jia Huan's face.

Looking at the momentum, it seemed that he wanted to blow Jia Huan's head up.

Jia Huan just wanted to make a move, but was pulled by a person behind him, and then saw Han Da come forward and stand calmly in front of Jia Huan.

One shot for three armies!

Dingjun gun. It can't be simply understood as a kind of marksmanship.

In fact, it is also a kind of boxing, but also a kind of martial arts.

If it weren't for this, the ancestors of the old Han family would not have relied on this set of martial arts to establish the founding lord.

This set of martial arts. Compared with the incomparable stele opener of the Zhenguo Mansion, he is better at guarding the town!

Other boxing methods pay attention to the indomitable momentum. Punch out, and never stop until you smash the enemy.

But the Dingjun gun is different. After it threw a punch, it was behind the enemy. Take the initiative to retreat slowly.

After letting the enemy's fist "blow up", "decline again" and "exhaust in three times".

Then, with another punch, the three armies can be determined.

It is said to be a few steps, but in reality, it is only done in a single step.

Therefore, although Wen Bo, a fierce young man who was only fifteen years old on the other side, had a fierce boxing technique, and his own skills also had five grades, which was higher than Han Da, but under the Dingjun gun, Wen Bo's punch was in vain.

Of course, Han Da was not easy, and the punch opposite Wen Bo was already red and swollen.

Wen Bo's breath decreased slightly, he glared at Jia Huan angrily, and said, "The descendants of Rong Guogong, are they all shrinking turtles now?" Actually let others fight! ”

Jia Huan's eyes flashed, and then he laughed at Han and said, "Big brother, since people want me to fight by name, how can my brother still avoid fighting?" You step back first and press for the younger brother. ”

Han Da's face changed, and he looked at Jia Huan with some concern.

Jia Huan's face was confident and indifferent, and he nodded at him.

Although Niu Ben's face on the side was ugly, he did not veto.

Although Ying Lang is not a thing, there is a sentence that is right.

From the martial arts, blood is the first.

Even if there is a misunderstanding, it must be done first.

If it's really a misunderstanding, then everyone doesn't know each other.

If it's not a misunderstanding, just keep doing it to the death!

If Jia Huan still retreats at this time, he will not only lose face alone......

Niu Ben said to Jia Huan: "The family heirloom of the Fenwu Marquis Mansion "Ben Lei Fist" is not under the power of the founder of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the speed is even more powerful. If it weren't for the early death of the first generation of Fenwu Marquis and the lack of meritorious service, then Great Qin might have more than eight founding dukes...... Brother Huan, you have to know in your heart. ”

Jia Huan nodded when he heard this, and then glanced at Dong Mingyue next to him, Dong Mingyue didn't speak, just nodded lightly.

Anyway.

……

Rongguo Mansion, Jia Amnesty Yuan.

Since Jia Yu's death, Jia Yu's compound, located in the southeast of the Rongguo Mansion, has been declining day by day.

The atmosphere is getting more and more panicked day by day.

Especially now that the Xing family has become a bit chattering, no one looks like a good person.

Always say......

Jia Yu was killed by a traitor, and this traitor was not the leader of the White Lotus Sect......

As for the latter words, the minions didn't even dare to listen.

Today, the atmosphere in Jia Amnesty is even more depressing to the extreme.

In the main room, Mrs. Xing stared at Wang Baoshan's house with a pair of triangular eyes, gritted her teeth, and burst out word by word: "Say it again!" ”

Wang Baoshan's family cried: "Big lady, that's really the case! The third master's original words are like this, he first asked me to kneel and kowtow, what do you see the slave's head kowtow into? Then he also asked the slave maid to tell him what the seven were out. And the slave and maid said to him......"

"Enough!"

Mrs. Xing's eyes were red, her old face was hideous and terrifying, and she gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "This traitor, this traitor!" I knew that he killed the master and the people in Dongfu, and he must have killed them! I'm going to...... I'm going to write an excerpt to the Empress of the Middle Palace, I'm going to sue him!! ”

…… (To be continued.) )