"It seems that this young master is going to be unlucky, I have seen this person several times, relying on his own identity, forcibly collecting rent, his reputation on this street has long been rotten, this young master actually provoked him, it's a pity. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

At the counter, the shopkeeper who had just delivered tea to Chen Guang began to worry about Chen Guang. After all, people are sympathetic to the weak, and compared to this strong man, Chen Guang is simply too weak to be weaker.

"If you want to say that this young master can't hold his breath, there are three of them, and there is only one person in the young master's seat, so what's the point of changing it? But not only is this young master like this, but he also preemptively beats people, and he can't live with good words. ”

The shopkeeper hid in the corner, his eyes rolling, he felt that he should find a way to save this young master who ordered Zhengshan Xiaozhong - after all, if he ordered such a cup of expensive tea, when the time comes, the shopkeeper will be able to share today's profits, and he will be able to add a few more yuan.

The strong man's shout seemed to be full of neutrality, and it could be heard from this voice that the owner of this voice was definitely not a good stubble. However, is Chen Guang good at stubble? Of course not, at least he himself felt that he was not. Hearing this, he didn't even get up from his seat, still drinking tea, as if the group of people who came was air.

This kind of light and light disregard is naturally more annoying, this man is trembling all over, as a general under the King of Shu, he also has soldiers and horses in his hands, although there is no way to compare with the Praetorian Guard or something, but in the subordinates of the King of Shu, the status is also extremely high, when has he been ignored like this? The knife he was clutching in his hand was ready to move.

Everything in front of us is showing a word, that is, the mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, no one is talking, no one is breaking this bottleneck, everyone is thinking about what will happen in the next moment.

The storyteller stopped, sat down in his place, and drank tea quietly.

As a storyteller, you must have keen insight and perception, and you must have a clear mind, he has already seen that the young man sitting is not an ordinary person, otherwise in the face of such a posture, anyone will be more or less flustered, but this young man is not, which shows that either he is used to seeing such a scene, or his status is very high, and these people in front of him are not even worthy of lifting shoes for him.

Either way, it's not something to mess with.

That's why he's calmer than any other spectator, and he's even thinking in his heart that he's going to take this scene to the table, so that he can come up with a wonderful story when he gets back tonight. The so-called art originates from life and is higher than life, and this is exactly the case.

Besides, Young Master Song, he was also slightly surprised by Chen Guang's calmness, but his mind had already been lost by Chen Guang's slap, since he was a child, when did he suffer such a grievance? Even if it is his biological parents, he is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of falling in his hand, so how can he fight? And this precious first time turned out to be from the young man in front of him, who couldn't wait to chop this young man into pieces of meat and feed them directly to the dog.

With a strong backing, Young Master Song became stiff when he spoke, and he shouted, "Are your feet so weak that you can't stand up?" Haha, kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu three times, and shout grandpa three times, I will let you go, otherwise, you will be better off dead today. ”

Hearing this, Chen Guang couldn't help but shake his head slightly, it's a pity, it's a pity, there is no high-end equipment such as tape recorders in this world, if there is, record this paragraph, and then give it to Chen Ang, let alone the people under the King of Shu, even if it is the King of Shu himself, it is not enough to cut off ten heads.

Who is Chen Guang? That's the crown prince of Da Qianguo, who is his grandfather? That is the biological father of the emperor of the dynasty, insulting the royal family is already a mortal sin, insulting the emperor's father, what kind of sin will it be? That's completely conceivable.

Suddenly, Chen Guang made a move and slapped the young master Song in the face, pumping the whole young master Song into the air, and fell into the crowd next to him, his whole head was swollen like a pig's head, and a few teeth came out of his mouth.

Looking at Chen Guang again, he was still sitting there, as if nothing had happened just now, and everything was everyone's illusion.

But the fact has already happened, Young Master Song's whole person has fainted, and blood is flowing in his mouth, if it wasn't for Chen Guang's shot, then who else?

Who saw Chen Guang make a move? No, everyone just felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of them, Young Master Song had already flown out.

Chen Guang had actually already decided to make an example of the monkeys. The reason why so many overbearing things have happened is, in the final analysis, because no one cares. Those who want to manage it are soft-spoken, and they can't control it at all, and for them, taking care of this kind of thing is tantamount to a moth to a fire and killing themselves. And those who are qualified to take care of these things, this kind of thing is so small in their eyes that it is simply not worth mentioning, and naturally they will not be distracted.

But Chen Guang felt that he had to take care of it, this was the emperor's world, it was the Chen family's world, but after all, it would still be his Chen Guang's world in the future, and he would never allow such a thing to happen under his nose -- this thing that seemed very ordinary in class society was so heinous in the eyes of ordinary people.

So he took care of it, so he shot and beat people, so he decided that this Young Master Song must die, only with blood can he make those other people feel scared, and only then can those rich children have scruples.

"Oh my God, Young Master Song fainted." The two teenagers who were with Young Master Song exclaimed in surprise, and went to see the Young Master Song, the demeanor that turned around, the slightly upturned orchid fingers, and the weak voice all made the corners of Chen Guang's mouth twitch involuntarily.

This special turned out to be two sissies, Xiao Shou.

Besides, that man, under his nose, the person he wanted to protect was directly sucked away, which was tantamount to slapping him in the face on the spot, he finally couldn't help it and raised his knife.

Chen Guang still sat still. The people next to him couldn't help but dare not look at it, this is overkill, hey, as soon as the knife falls, your little life will not be saved.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for Chen Guang to pretend for the sake of pretending, although the others can be fake, but this knife is a real guy, and he has to burp when he cuts it off.

And the most important thing is that the knife is about to fall in the blink of an eye. (To be continued.) )