Feng Jiu, who was in the upstairs guest room, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard the chaos and exclamations below, he couldn't help but be calm anywhere, especially with a few people who could cause trouble.

Ning Lang's strength is not very strong, but he is also shrewd and has a lot of thoughts, Duan Ye's skills can fight against Jin Dan, but there is no need to worry that the two of them will suffer.

So, she rubbed her neck and told Tunyun to look at the door, and she went to the bed to rest inside.

Downstairs, several Great Spirit Master cultivators' guards couldn't take advantage of Ning Lang in Duan Ye, so they could only help their third young master, who was beaten to a blue nose and swollen face, slip away, however, before he left the door of the inn, he was blocked by Ning Lang who was smiling and squinting his eyes.

"Hehe, it's okay to go, but shouldn't you deal with the compensation first before leaving?"

"That's what you smashed!" The boy glared at him angrily, angry and angry.

"What did we smash? Obviously, you broke it, the shopkeeper, you said yes? Ning Lang smiled and squinted his eyes at the shopkeeper who had just come out of the way when he shrank aside.

The shopkeeper wiped his cold sweat, looked at Ning Lang in Duan Ye, and then looked at the young man and several guards, the former didn't know where he came from, but his strength was extraordinary, and the latter was the third young master of the Song family in the city, and he didn't dare to offend.

After hesitating again and again, he cautiously spoke: "This, this, or both sides will compensate me a little, and I will ......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Lang's voice.

"What? Want me to lose money? Shopkeeper, you're not mistaken, are you? Are you sure your eyes don't grow under your feet? Obviously, they brought people to make trouble here, and they used swords and swords to cut down your tables and chairs, and so on, you still want Young Master Ben to lose money? You think beautifully! I didn't ask you to pay me a little bit for the cost of being frightened, and you actually want me to lose money? You think my money is easy to make, don't you? Yes? ”

The chubby young man stood at the door with his eyes to block the departure of the young man and the others, while glaring at the shopkeeper and teaching, looking like if you dare to let me lose money, I will dare to fight with you, seeing that the shopkeeper was weak and at a loss.

It is good for the people of the Song family to move their swords and swords, but if the two of them hadn't lifted the chair and table and smashed it at him, they wouldn't have been cut to pieces, and this building wouldn't have been destroyed like this.

"What are you still doing? Lose money! Ning Lang glared and stared at the few in front of him: "Or do you think you can't fight enough?" Want to fight again? ”

The young man gritted his teeth, the pain on his face made him swallow his anger in his stomach, and said to one of the guards: "Lose money!" ”

Seeing this, a guard hurriedly took out the money to compensate the shopkeeper, and then helped his young master to leave.

"Sample, tell you Ning Ye about money? It's already calculated if you don't lose a leg. Ning Lang snorted and said to the shopkeeper, "Get us a few side dishes and send them upstairs." ”

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper was busy and watched the two of them go upstairs.

On the first floor, some monks sitting in the corner couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw this scene. I didn't expect those two teenagers to be able to beat the guards and the teenager, and make them lose money.

However, the young man who was beaten was the third young master of the Song family, even if he was a concubine, but because the head of the Song family only had three sons under his knees, he also loved them very much, and these two teenagers beat him, and it is estimated that trouble will come.

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