As soon as Chen Han raised his head, he looked at the figure lying on the ground, spitting blood out of his mouth, and it was the gray-haired middle-aged man who had received him in before.

Looking at the gray-haired middle-aged man with more air and less air intake, Chen Han's brows furrowed, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

The impression left on him by this gray-haired middle-aged man before was good, and he was a very measured person, but now that he was made like this, he was naturally not very happy.

His body slowly stood up, walked straight to the middle-aged man's side, and turned his head to look, a young man in his twenties, with a cigarette in his mouth at this time, was swallowing clouds and spitting fog, looking at the gray-haired middle-aged man who fell to the ground with disdain.

Chen Han just glanced at it, didn't pay attention to it, his body half-squatted, supported the gray-haired middle-aged man, took out a pill and a bottle of potion from his backpack, the pill was thrown into the middle-aged man's mouth, and the potion was put into his pocket, until he was helped to a seat again, and then put it down.

"Thank you, sir!"

The gray-haired middle-aged man had blue lips, glanced at Chen Han gratefully, and laboriously squeezed out such a sentence.

Chen shook his head coldly, just pointed to the position of his pocket with his finger, and shifted his gaze to the young man at the door.

"What's going on?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man didn't speak, just smiled bitterly and shook his head, the pill that Chen Han gave him before was really good, and the effect was really not ordinary, and the gray-haired middle-aged man's face looked a lot better after such a while.

"Hey, that kid in white, what are you doing? Didn't you see Grandpa, I'm teaching people? At this time, the young man with a cigarette walked in, frowned and glanced at Chen Han, when he saw the three long swords behind Chen Han, his eyebrows raised, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, but the next moment it turned into nothing, and he turned arrogantly looking down at the gray-haired middle-aged man.

"You have a grudge against him?" Chen Han didn't care about the disrespect in this young man's words, he just raised the corners of his mouth and asked softly.

"No, it's just that this old guy is not very lucky, grandpa is in a bad mood, he has to jump out to pull guests, especially if he doesn't open his eyes to take a good look."

Speaking of this, the young man snorted coldly, as if he was angry, and his cold eyes turned to the gray-haired middle-aged man who was spread out on the table over there, and chuckled disdainfully.

The gray-haired middle-aged man's body shrank, obviously, the young man in front of him gave him a lot of psychological pressure.

Chen Han didn't speak, just quietly looked at the young man in front of him.

The surrounding martial artists are also because of Chen Han's location at this time, and they are generally like the usual kind of, plus there are two martial artists, who have already begun to applaud each other, transfer each other, and wait to watch a good show.

But Chen Han's strength was relatively profound before, although these guys were excited in their eyes, they were only watching from the sidelines, and few dared to make a loud noise.

"Do you have anyone else?"

After a moment, Chen Han suddenly spoke, the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker, he looked at the young man in front of him, and then glanced at the back of the door.

I don't know why, a sense of shock suddenly appeared in the young man's heart, this feeling was very strong, but the young man in front of him was still the harmless appearance of humans and animals, which made the young man quickly look around left and right, and after there was no vision, he put his mind at ease.

"Boy, what are you laughing at there?"

The young man's heart was a little furious when Chen Han laughed, and he yelled at Chen Han with some lust.

"You should be a martial artist too, right?" Chen Han ignored the young man's question and continued.

The young man's eyelids jumped, but his momentum was indeed not weak at all: "Lao Tzu is not only a martial artist, but also the pinnacle of martial arts, a master who is about to enter the innate realm, can you understand?" ”

"Then since you are so powerful, can you commit a fight with an ordinary person?" Chen Han still maintained that look, and his expression did not change at all.

The young man's face suddenly became gloomy: "Can you control Lao Tzu?" Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, can you understand? Talk nonsense with Lao Tzu again, I'll fight you together. ”

"Huh"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Chen Han's eyes, and his figure flashed, so fast that everyone present didn't even react, and when Chen Han appeared in front of him again, the latter was already standing where the young man stood before.

And the young man, like a flying cloth bag, was kicked out with a fierce kick.

flew out directly from the door, maintaining the same posture as the gray-haired middle-aged man just now, and landed heavily on the open space outside.

After the young man fell to the ground, he never got up again, although Chen Han's foot did not use his true qi, but he had already entered the second layer of the inner refining chapter of the Interception and Washing Spirit Record, and his physical fitness had increased several times compared with before, especially in addition to his own speed being fast enough, the young man didn't even react, and was kicked out directly.

Looking at the young man who was in a bow shape on the ground like a shrimp, the cold smile on the corner of Chen Han's mouth was still there.

"How? I'm not in a very good mood, and I don't see you very well, so how about a little lesson to you? ”

The young man didn't speak, and he didn't have the strength and energy to speak at all, Chen Han's kick just now almost kicked his entire body apart. I don't know how many ribs were broken, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to pass out.

But even so, the large drops of sweat on his forehead still quickly merged with the blood under him.

Seeing that the young man didn't speak, Chen Han sneered disdainfully, originally because of his own true qi condensation and the mysterious space in his mind, he was not in a very good mood, and the two sword-shaped jade pendants had not changed, which made Chen Han's mood very bad, and the most important thing was that the fact that a young man who bullied ordinary people at will always made him think of his mother.

All kinds of conditions add up, so this young man should be unlucky.

Turning around, ignoring the curious and horrified looks of the few warriors on the side of the road, he returned to the previous lobby, his expression regained his indifference, and he continued to sit in his original position, and the three long swords behind him were never unsheathed from beginning to end.

"This brother is really good."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the opposite side, Chen Han looked up, and it was a young man in his thirties, he didn't pay attention to it, but first helped the gray-haired middle-aged man on the side up.

"Go." The young man made a look, and the big man who had sold Chen Hanyupei before hurriedly walked over and hugged the gray-haired middle-aged man, Chen Han raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything.

(End of chapter)