Chapter Seventy-One: Young Master Xu is not easy to deal with!
Wan Dong snorted lightly, and refused to even give this middle-aged man a straight eye, and took the shelf of the prince's grandson to the fullest. As for the middle-aged man's smiling words, he ignored them even more, and raised his eyes to see the Qinglong Gang disciple holding the knife, sweating in a daze, the corners of his mouth slightly turned towards the man, and he unceremoniously punched over.
The disciple of the Green Dragon Gang who was holding the knife to split Wan Dong actually still had two brushes, and among the disciples of the Green Dragon Gang who were in charge of vigilance, he should be a small leader, but at this time he was completely shocked by Wan Dong's identity, and he didn't expect that Wan Dong would be ruthless to him at this time. Wan Dong's punch blasted out, it was very comfortable, just like hitting a wooden stake that would not move, without encountering any resistance, only to hear a miserable scream, the disciple of the Qinglong Gang who was holding the knife, even flew out of more than ten zhang away with a knife, and the clear-eyed person knew at a glance that Wan Dong was a dead hand this time.
"Young Master Xu, ...... you" The middle-aged man didn't expect that Wan Dong would be so faceless and kill people when he raised his hand, and his complexion couldn't help but change
Wan Dong seemed to have nothing to do, took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, and wiped his hands slowly, his expression relaxed and indifferent, as if he was standing in his backyard at this time.
killed someone, but did not change his color, which made the middle-aged man's heart flutter immediately. He no longer dared to treat Wan Dong as a useless gentleman, and his face was obviously much more dignified than before.
"Who are you? Do you recognize Master Ben? Wan Dong threw away the used silk handkerchief, then raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man and asked coldly.
"Oh, down there is Wu Gen, the deputy commander of the left guard of the Qinglong Gang, who has had the privilege of witnessing Young Master Xu's demeanor." The middle-aged man looked respectful and respectful, without the slightest hint of contrivedness. To ordinary people, the Green Dragon Gang is by no means soft, but to the government and the powerful, the Green Dragon Gang is respectful, if it is not so bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, the Green Dragon Gang will not have today's power.
"Deputy Commander of the Left Guard? It sounds more majestic than the court officials. Wan Dong sneered and said.
Wu Gen's heart was weak for a while, and he hurriedly said with a smile, "Where is it, in the eyes of Young Master Xu, isn't the small one just an ant?" Hehe......"
Wan Dong snorted lightly, and muttered as if talking to himself, "You are the deputy commander of the left guard, so what are you Han gang leaders, emperor?" ”
"Huh!?" As soon as Wan Dong's words came out, Wu Gen suddenly shuddered a few times as if he had been electrocuted, and his face changed dramatically. When he looked at Wan Dong again, his eyes were full of fear.
I secretly wondered in my heart, when did the Qinglong Gang offend this Young Master Xu, and the offense was quite ruthless, otherwise how could people send the Qinglong Gang to a dead end?
Looking at the trembling Wu Gen, Leng Yuecui was convinced by Wan Dong. She didn't notice it before, but now she realizes that this guy's heart and eyes are not ordinary, and his style of acting is not ordinary. In just a few words, the Qinglong Gang was charged with a heinous crime of rebellion, and if one was not done well, the Qinglong Gang would not be able to escape the catastrophe of collapse.
No matter how strong your small gang is, can it be stronger than the imperial court and the three iron-blooded armies defending Gyeonggi?
"Young Master Xu, such a joke can ...... You can't open it! Our Han gang leader is absolutely loyal to the empire, and he will never dare to be subservient, which can be used by the small ones...... Guarantee it with a human head. Wu Gen couldn't be smooth anymore at this time, his face was pale, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.
"Your head?" Wan Dong stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted Wu Gen's head gently, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and said coldly, "How much is your head worth?" ”
"Yes, no, I ......"
Seeing that Wu Gen was completely out of order, Wan Dong didn't bother to say more to him, raised his head and pouted in the shop, and asked lightly, "What are you doing inside, it seems to be quite lively." ”
"I didn't ...... Didn't do anything......"
"Bastard! Do you think Young Master Ben is deaf and an idiot? ”
"Don't dare! Just ......"
"It's just inconvenient to let Young Master Ben in, right?"
"yes, ah, no, no...... It's not, it's ......"
"One moment yes, one moment not, what the hell are you trying to say? If you don't want Young Master Ben to go in, just say it, what are you doing? ”
Wu Gen felt a remorse in his heart at this time, he knew that Lu Dao Wandong was so difficult to deal with, why did he have to take this errand? It's good now, you can't go in and out, and you just throw yourself on the grill.
"Wu Gen, let Young Master Xu come in!" When Wu Gen was panicking, a voice with a bit of majesty in the vicissitudes of life came from the noodle shop. Wan Dong frowned slightly, listening to this voice, this person is extraordinary, and he will never be a simple character.
As soon as Wu Gen heard this, his demeanor immediately calmed down, he was no longer flustered, he respectfully stretched out his hand and said, "Young Master Xu, please!" ”
Stepping into the noodle shop, his eyes swept away, Wan Dong's face became gloomy, and Ye Mei was injured. Although it was not very heavy, the red blood stains on the corners of her mouth that had not yet dried were extremely dazzling.
Next to Ye Mei is a young woman about thirty years old, graceful, mature and charming, coupled with a beautiful face, just like a blooming rose, it is indeed very tempting. It must be Ye Mei's sister Ye Ling, Han Shiqi's vision is not bad.
Ye Ling didn't seem to have cultivated, and his body was a little weak, and he hugged Ye Mei tightly at this time, his face full of fear and despair.
In addition, on the ground, there were three young people lying on the ground, all of them were about twenty-five or sixteen years old, just like Yue Zhong outside, their bodies were mottled with bloodstains and hideous scars, and they were not lightly injured at a glance.
Seeing Wan Dong coming, Ye Mei's face was both surprised and surprised, and a pair of big apricot eyes instantly lit up.
Wan Dong nodded at her, and turned his eyes to look at an old man sitting on the Taishi chair with gray hair and a cold expression. The fluctuations of true qi in the old man's body could not deceive Wan Dong's eyes in the slightest, and the sevenfold peak of true qi should also be a master in Cloud City.
"Huh...... Young Master Xu, what a lot of anger! The old man just glanced at Wan Dong, then twisted his head to the coffee table on the side, picked up a cup of steaming tea, and tasted it himself.
"Are you paralyzed?"
Wan Dong's face was cold, he really didn't give any face, and the words he said were even harder, and they hurt when they hit people's faces.
The old man was about to swallow a mouthful of tea, and was almost choked by the three words Wandong. His brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Young Master Xu, why do you say this?" ”
"If you weren't paralyzed, why didn't you get up and salute when you saw Young Master Ben?"
The old man smiled slightly when he heard this, and said lightly, "Since ancient times, I have only heard of respecting the elderly, but I have never heard of 'respecting the young'." The old man is several rounds older than Young Master Xu, and he can be your grandfather, if you want to say salute, it should be Young Master Xu who salutes the old man, right? ”
[Author's digression]: Ask for collection! Ask for a tip!