"You, you, you!" Chen Jingshu's eyes widened, glaring at Cheng Yangxi, her eyes full of tears.

"You, you, what are you, my rich lady? Why, showing off your wealth and showing off your face are still ready to win sympathy with tears?" Cheng Yangxi did not hide his disgust at all, "Other people's tears are pitiful, and your tears make people feel disgusting! If it weren't for the fact that I had a little money today, and I was compared to you today, would you still have to show off your might, little spicy chicken?"

"You, you, I-" Chen Jingshu was red-faced, her right index finger pointed at Cheng Yangxi, and her mouth was trembling.

The next moment, she cried out with a "wow", turned around and ran away, saying as she ran: "Woo woo, I remember you, you wait for me!"

Seeing this, Zhou Wei hurriedly turned around and wanted to leave.

Cheng Yangxi looked up, and his voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze: "What, the young master of the Zhou family, is ready to leave like this?"

Zhou Wei stopped, turned around, his face was swollen and red, his head was held high, and he said with a strong mouth: "What do you want? What did I say today? I didn't say anything, what can you do? Everyone is looking at it! Even Miss Yang is here, she can testify!"

Cheng Yangxi stood up.

Zhou Wei's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously retreated.

However, feeling that Cheng Yangxi's cultivation was the same as his, and he only had a lower-level martial artist, Zhou Wei had the courage to take a step forward.

Suddenly, a palm shadow flickered in front of him.

Zhou Wei's heart was in his throat, and he had to resist.

However, the palm shadow is too fast!

Before he could react, he was slapped heavily in the face, and the whole person flew out!

Seeing this, the other people in the seats gasped and looked at Cheng Yangxi with a look of horror.

What a fierce man!

Seeing Zhou Wei fall to the ground heavily, Cheng Yangxi walked over again.

Zhou Wei got up in horror and said, "You dare to beat me! You dare to beat me! I didn't do anything, you dare to beat me! Don't you just rely on you to be the lackey of the Lu family? You——"

Before Zhou Wei's words were finished, Cheng Yangxi grabbed the five fingers of his right hand in his direction.

Zhou Wei actually flew up, crashed straight into Cheng Yangxi, and was choked by his neck with five fingers.

"Let me go...... Ahem...... Let me go...... My father won't let you go...... How dare you act so recklessly in the royal city...... The king knows it, and he won't let you go!" Zhou Wei struggled, his hands trying to break Cheng Yangxi's five fingers around his neck.

However, what made him desperate was that the other party's five fingers were like steel claws, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break them!

Yang Mixia frowned slightly.

She couldn't stand it after all.

Standing up, Yang Mixia looked at Cheng Yangxi and said, "Young Xia, they are a little cheaper, but if you kill someone, it's not a good thing after all." ”

Zhou Wei heard that Yang Mixia actually opened his mouth to help him, and he suddenly felt confident.

You must know that Yang Mixia is the granddaughter of the great general Yang Yuan!

"Let go of me!" Zhou Wei roared angrily.

Facing Zhou Wei's arrogant gaze, Cheng Yangxi laughed and said, "I even beat your father, but you are full of confidence as a son, aren't you?"

After laughing, Cheng Yangxi kicked Zhou Wei in the abdomen!

With a "whoosh", a mouthful of blood was pulled into a parabola in the air, and Zhou Wei flew out nearly a foot away and fell heavily to the ground.

The whole inn is trembling!

There was a sudden silence.

Seeing Zhou Wei lying on the ground, twitching all over, and spitting blood foam bubbles in his mouth, the guests of the inn turned pale and turned their heads, not daring to look at Zhou Wei.

Yang Mixia's face also turned slightly pale.

She didn't expect that this retainer of the Lu Mansion would not give herself a little face!

Looking at Cheng Yangxi, Yang Mixia suppressed his anger and said, "Do you know how much of a crime you have caused? Zhou Jing will not give up with you!"

Cheng Yangxi shrugged his shoulders, sat down indifferently, continued to drink a little wine, and looked at the ring, where the young man and a man in brocade clothes were fighting inseparably.

Seeing this, Yang Mixia glanced at Cheng Yangxi with disgust.

The previous glimmer of goodwill dissipated into nothingness.

In the final analysis, it's just relying on the fame of a young age to get carried away.

This point, compared with Sun Yu, is too far behind!

Shaking his head, Yang Mixia said to the frightened shopkeeper as he left: "Hurry up and take him to treatment!"

The shopkeeper came back to his senses and hurriedly screamed downstairs.

After a while, a few shopkeepers downstairs rushed up and carried Zhou Wei away.

Seeing this, the other guests also left.

It won't be long before Zhou Wei's father, Zhou Jing, will definitely come over.

It's better to leave early.

Otherwise, when Zhou Jing arrives, he won't be able to leave.

On the huge third floor, Cheng Yangxi was left alone in an instant.

Cheng Yangxi didn't look long this time before getting up.

In the ring, the young man was defeated!

Even, the limbs were cut off by the man in brocade!

Cheng Yangxi frowned slightly, jumped down from the window, and walked towards the ring.

Too far away to hear what they're saying.

Around the ring, there was a dead silence.

In the ring, the woman in the red brocade robe cried into tears.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in the ring with a blank face, and reached out to press the woman's shoulder.

The man in brocade stood in front of the young man, looked down at him condescendingly and said, "Cheng Hanqing, this is the end." As I said, a man like you is not worthy to marry my sister. But today you don't change your nature, if you have to go to the ring, you can't blame anyone. ”

Cheng Hanqing's face turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Stubbornly raised his head, due to the severe pain, Cheng Hanqing said in a trembling voice: "I also said that as long as Lingling still likes me, even if it is death, I will not give up!"

The brocade-clothed man smiled fiercely, and the five fingers of his right hand covered Cheng Hanqing's face and said, "Very good, you have a lot of backbone." So, I want to see what happens if you become a non-human, a ghost!"

Cheng Hanqing bit his lip, his eyes were scarlet, and he stared at the man in brocade.

The people around the ring turned their heads one after another, quite unbearable.

"Why bother, this is?"

"You are a man destined to become a demon, who would dare to marry your daughter to you?"

"Hey, don't say it's Chen Yuanwai, it's my daughter, if she dares to like him, I will never agree!"

In the midst of everyone's whispering, the woman in the red brocade robe, who had been pressed by the middle-aged man's shoulder, cried hoarsely: "Enough! Enough! Brother, if you let him go, I will never like him again in my life! Even if I die, I will not be with him!"

The five fingers of the brocade-clothed man covering Cheng Hanqing's face were removed.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the man in brocade said: "Did you hear clearly, Cheng Hanqing?