"Get out of the way!" Su Ziwen looked at the strong man in front of him and said coldly.

"Young man, forget it, I'll just stand a few stops away!" The old man who Su Ziwen was holding looked at Su Ziwen and said, for fear that Su Ziwen would suffer.

The strong man raised his head and glanced at Su Ziwen, his eyes were full of contempt, because he was strong, and Su Ziwen was thin, and Su Ziwen was like a small grass next to a big tree in front of him.

"Get out of the way of Lao Tzu!" Su Ziwen's voice became a little cold, and the strong man couldn't help but look at Su Ziwen a few more times.

"Young man, it's okay! My old man is fine standing up, you just let this person sit! Anyway, you won't grow meat when you sit, and you won't lose meat when you stand!" the old man pulled Su Ziwen's arm and said.

"Grandpa, don't worry about this matter! You stand aside and hold it steady first!" Su Ziwen said as he helped the old man to the pillar.

"Young man, I'll let this old man sit, and you don't care about it!" said a young woman, who stood up and helped him to his seat.

"Boy, don't look for trouble, believe it or not, Lao Tzu slapped you all over the ground looking for teeth!" the strong man said coldly as Su Ziwen looked.

"Yes, that's what I mean! I'm going to throw you out of this window like a dead dog!" Su Ziwen said.

"I see that you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin," the strong man said and smashed a punch towards Su Ziwen's chest, although the strong man was sitting, but even if he was sitting, he could hit Su Ziwen's chest.

Many people couldn't help but twist their heads away when they saw the strong man making a move, for fear of seeing some bloody scenes, obviously they all thought that if the strong man punched down, Su Ziwen would be injured if he didn't die.

"Get out of the way, young man!" shouted the old man anxiously when he saw it.

The corners of Su Ziwen's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled coldly, and then activated the Hongmeng purple qi in his body and condensed it on his right hand.

With his right hand turning into a finger, Su Ziwen pointed at the fourth level and one yang finger, and quickly poked towards the strong man's wrist.

"Click!" a crisp fracture sound sounded from the brawn's wrist.

Everyone looked at Su Ziwen, and everyone thought it was the sound of Su Ziwen's rib fracture, but when they saw the strong man holding his hands in pain, they all suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"Smack!" Su Ziwen slapped the strong man in the face.

"You tmd wasn't very arrogant just now! Didn't you say that Lao Tzu who can be slapped with a slap is looking for teeth all over the ground? You come! You come and hit me! Bang, bang, bang" Su Ziwen said while twitching on the strong man's face.

Su Ziwen twitched the front and back of his right hand, and he didn't know how many strokes he had on the strong man's face, anyway, the strong man's originally delicate face frame had become like a pig's head at this time.

"Young man, stop fighting, if you continue to fight, you will die!"

"That's right, this guy just needs to teach a lesson, but don't let anyone die!"

"Let him go!" said the passenger next to him, who couldn't stand it.

"Hmph, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, why didn't I see you standing up and speaking just now, but now you are all standing up and pretending to be good people?" Su Ziwen shut everyone up with one sentence.

"Please, let me go, I will never grab a seat in the future!" the strong man begged for mercy with some slurred words at this time, and the strong man's hand bowl was already bent, so he was numb with some pain.

"But you just said that I was going to beat me all over the ground looking for teeth, right? I haven't knocked out a single tooth of yours yet, so isn't it tantamount to not keeping my promise?" Su Ziwen looked at the strong man and said coldly.

"Grandpa spares his life, grandpa spares his life, I will never dare again, never again!" the strong man continued to beg for mercy.

......

"Master, this is a good opportunity!" said the Celestial Maiden.

"What opportunity?" asked Su Ziwen.

"Although this guy is not a cultivator, but after all, he is a person who has practiced, as long as he has practiced, there will be a trace of qi in his body invisibly, this guy has obviously practiced for a long time and is in the realm of the late stage of the day after tomorrow!"

"You mean that this thing has qi in its body, and I can use the Devouring Skill to devour him, right?"

"That's right!" said the Celestial Maiden.

"Hehe, you can come whatever you want! Let's use this product as a little mouse today!" Hehe......" Su Ziwen said with a smile.

After Su Ziwen finished speaking, he activated the Hongmeng purple qi in his body, and pressed his right hand palm on the head of the strong man, running the third-level devouring skill.

Originally, although the strong man was slapped a lot by Su Ziwen and his wrist was broken, the spirit was still there, after all, he was only injured, but the strong man at this time seemed to be a few years older in an instant.

The whole person has become a little less energetic, although he is still so strong, but at this time he is like a hollow bamboo, strong on the outside and dry in the middle.

Su Ziwen only felt that a breath of qi in his right hand was absorbed by his right hand, but it was quickly automatically refined, and there was not much qi left after refining, but Su Ziwen could still sense that he had indeed absorbed a trace of qi.

Blended into the Hongmeng purple gas, although it has not grown much, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

"Remember, remember to have long eyes when you go out in the future!" Su Ziwen said in the strong man's ear.

Then he opened the window and threw the strong man down like a dead pig, and the bus had already stopped on the side of the road, and the driver was obviously a little at a loss.

"Master, you can drive, I still have to go to school!" Su Ziwen didn't sit down, this seat was so empty, no one dared to sit down, obviously for fear that Su Ziwen would throw them down if he was unhappy.

"Young man, thank you!" The old man looked at Su Ziwen and said thank you sincerely, the old man's eyes did not have the fear of others at this time, but only gratitude.

"Uncle, it's okay!" Su Ziwen responded with a smile, the bus slowly drove forward one stop at a time, and the empty seat in front of Su Ziwen was originally seated by an old man at this time, and Su Ziwen helped him over.

The people who were originally afraid of Su Ziwen looked at Su Ziwen's eyes and slowly appreciated it at this time.