Qiu Tianzuo didn't make a move before because he didn't know Tian Wenxiu at all, and he didn't know the details of that dragon prince.

But if those two people are allowed to fight again, I am afraid that Tian Wenxiu will be beaten to death.

Feng Dabao rushed out with seven or eight family members, and after helping Tian Wenxiu up, he dispersed behind Qiu Tianzuo.

Feng Dabao was very nervous, and his hand holding the flat pole was trembling.

His grandfather, Feng Laokun, paid the price of three ribs and did not keep the storefront in Sanshui Town.

Even if he risked his life today, he couldn't let these people make trouble.

Anyway, you can't lose the people of the son!

Long Shaoyou looked at this scene in amazement, and couldn't help crying and laughing.

These people, those with flat poles, and those with latches, and brooms, what and whatever.

Except for the old man who did it before, it was all a bunch of garbage.

Long Shaoyou took a step forward and said coldly: "Let your boss come out and reply, this son is here to ask for money, not to smash the field!"

Feng Dabao said loudly: "Our owner is not here, I am the shopkeeper here, if you have anything to say, you tell me!"

"Are you the shopkeeper here?" Long Shaoyou listened to Feng Dabao's accent of combining urban and rural areas, and his mood was inexplicably annoying.

"Exactly!" Feng Dabaobian paused, his face was righteous and resolute.

Long Shaoyou looked at Feng Dabao, who looked like a dirty bun, and suddenly felt that if he continued to talk, he had really lost his identity.

There is really nothing to say about dealing with this kind of hillbilly, you have to beat him until it hurts, and beat him until he begs for mercy.

Long Shaoyou glanced at the signboard of the Sword Pavilion and said coldly: "Come on, split that ugly signboard for me!"

The two warriors who had beaten Tian Wenxiu earlier strode forward with a look of anger, and the long sword at his waist slowly pulled out half of it.

Qiu Tianzuo's eyes turned cold, Feng Dabao and the others were angry, raised the weapons in their hands one after another, and took a step forward.

"Whew!"

The two Dragon Family warriors rose into the sky, drew their swords in the air, and slashed towards the plaque with great speed.

Suddenly, their figures froze in the air, and out of thin air, two large hands appeared and clasped around their ankles.

Qiu Tianzuo was about to throw the two of them out, when suddenly, a voice came from outside the crowd: "Break their legs, don't hurt your life." ”

Childe, it's Childe who is back!

When everyone in the Sword Pavilion heard Ye Changsheng's voice, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and Feng Dabao's eyes turned red.

Qiu Tianzuo's hands slammed into force.

The bodies of the two samurai suddenly twisted into a circle, like the yin and yang fish of Taiji, and spun in a circle in mid-air.

The sound of tooth-aching bones shattering was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

The two warriors let out a terrible scream, and all four leg bones were shattered!

"Bang!"

The two broken bodies were thrown heavily at Long Shaoyou's feet.

Long Shaoyou took a step back and looked at the two samurai who were dying, shocked and angry.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his sharp eyes looked towards the crowd of onlookers.

Outside the crowd, a sturdy teenager, pushing a wheelchair, drove through the crowd unhurriedly.

Teenager in a wheelchair, quiet and clean.

Long silver hair, with transparent gray, white gown, texture and workmanship are excellent, low-key luxury.

A piece of dragon jade pendant, a harmonious ancient sword, no other ornaments, simple and elegant.

The young man's appearance is very delicate, very simple, his eyes are clear, and there is a kind of peace that washes away the lead.

Everything fused together, making his body reveal a transcendent temperament.

Long Shaoyou watched quietly, and he actually gave birth to a jealousy that was ashamed of himself.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that in the face of such a teenager, he was a little restrained.

But after all, he has a youthful heart and a competitive heart that prevails.

Long Shaoyou's posture was raised, and he deliberately looked at Ye Changsheng's legs, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

He made a condescending look and said coldly, "You just asked the master of the Sword Pavilion?"

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly and did not speak.

Long Shaoyou didn't know him, but he knew Long Shaoyou.

Six years ago, Zhujiantang ordered a batch of jade from the Long family's jewelry store, but it turned out that most of the jade was fake and defective.

Although the value of that batch of goods was only two thousand three hundred and eighty-six taels of silver, it was not a small amount for the Sword Casting Hall that had just opened the situation.

My father was very popular, so he went to the provincial capital to find the theory of the Long family.

Changsheng was sitting at the herbal tea stall opposite the jewelry store at that time, and watched his father being blasted out by the Long family, and was ridiculed as a broken house of "touching porcelain".

At that time, standing on the steps and sneering, it was the eldest young master of the Long family in front of him, Long Shaoyou.

Didn't you get enough of it six years ago?

Is my Ye family's advantage so easy to take advantage of?

Outside the crowd, a group of officers and soldiers suddenly came to the front.

When Long Shaoyou saw the officer leading the team, he couldn't help but smile proudly, and said proudly: "Master Chen, you came just in time, they broke the legs of my two subordinates, you can watch it!"

The vice president of the security army, Chen Sheng, did not pay attention to Long Shaoyou, but walked up to Ye Changsheng and asked in a low voice, "Ye Gongzi, what's the matter?"

Even if someone dies on weekdays, he, the vice president, should not come forward in person, and the people below should do it in accordance with the charter.

However, when it came to Ye Changsheng's Asking Sword Pavilion, Chen Sheng couldn't help but come.

Ye Changsheng pointed to Tian Wenxiu on the steps: "They injured my people." ”

Tian Wenxiu suddenly stood up straight and said loudly: "They also said that the words on the plaque are unsightly, and if I just argue a few words, they will beat people!"

Chen Sheng looked at the plaque of the Sword Pavilion, and when he saw the payment clearly, his heart suddenly trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Don't worry about the old man!

In the entire county town, who dares to call himself an old man of Mochou, except for today's Mochou Bo Liu Lao, who else can there be?

Chen Sheng secretly scolded this dragon boy for being really uneasy, he knew that this was the case, he shouldn't have accepted the five hundred taels of silver tickets at the beginning!

Chen Sheng looked at Long Shaoyou and said with a gloomy face: "Young Master Long, although Liuhe City is not as good as the provincial capital, it is not a place for you to do whatever you want!"

Long Shaoyou was stunned for a moment, and then he was so ashamed and angry that his face was so red that he was almost dripping blood.

He thought that Chen Sheng would give him a long face and support the scene, but he didn't expect that instead of facing him, people slapped him in the face with their backhands.

In front of everyone's eyes, how can you be embarrassed?

Looking at Ye Changsheng's smiling expression, Long Shaoyou smiled fiercely: "What are you, you actually laughed at me?!"

Suddenly, Long Shaoyou rose into the air, kicked in the air, and kicked towards Ye Changsheng viciously.

His movements were too sudden, so close to Ye Changsheng that Chen Sheng didn't have time to react at all.

Seeing Long Shaoyou kick at Ye Changsheng, Chen Sheng's face turned white with fright.

Today, Dan Fan Ye Changsheng is a little damaged, and he, the deputy commander, will come to an end!