At this time, Katsura Mu came back to his senses. He looked up at the big strong man with a smile on his face.

"Are you talking about me?"

When the big man heard the black-robed young man's answer so lightly, he was so angry that he almost wanted to make a move. At the critical moment, it was the young man in gorgeous clothes who opened his mouth.

"Stand down, I'm not happy with your performance, you know?"

The first sentence is said to the big man, and the second sentence is said to Katsunaku. Lying on the bench, Fan Sixiu had a lazy posture and misty eyes, his finger pointed at the laurel wood, but his eyes were on the graceful figure of the woman kneeling on the ground.

After listening to this, Katsuragi still had a smile on his face, but his gaze was obvious and became cold.

"It's changing downward. ”

"You've learned a lot smarter! Listen well, act well, this son will give you a gift that you can't get in your life. But if the performance is bad, don't blame this son for being ruthless. ”

Fan Sixiu sat slightly upright, his hands on the golden cushion under the seat. He turned his gaze to Katsuragi with a smile on his face. The handsome woman on the side hurriedly stood up and retreated behind her.

"Boy, this time Childe is kind and pulls you back from the ghost gate. Otherwise, you'll be like this mess of mud under my feet. ”

Not far from Katsuraki, stood the big man. With his hands on his chest and his eyes contemptuous, he deliberately stepped on the mud under his feet, as if he was very disdainful of the boy's escape from death. Last time, my son-in-law met a person from the rivers and lakes, but there was a sentence that was not in line with my son-in-law's mind. directly beat the Jianghu man half to death, and then stripped naked and threw him on the street. Therefore, for the unreasonable behavior of the black-robed young man, it can be regarded as a gift if the son can not beat him to death.

Katsuragi was still smiling, but this time his body was straight. He didn't look at the big man, but looked at Fan Sixiu who was sitting on the bench with a smile.

"You can't have a psychological burden in a fight, and it will be very unpleasant to fight. ”

Almost as soon as he said this, Katsuragi disappeared in place. Before the big man next to him could react at this time, he was directly choked by Guimu with one hand and pressed to the ground. Dahan's whole body was like scattered bones, and he collapsed directly to the ground. Gui Mu appeared in front of everyone's eyes at this time, he stepped on this big man with one foot, leaned forward, and patted his hands in front of him, as if he was stained with dust. He looked at Fan Sixiu who was sitting on the bench with some amusement.

At this time, Fan Sixiu was obviously a little nervous, but he quickly calmed down, and his expression was still calm. In Qingquan County, his Fan family is the sky, except for the Zeng family, who dares to face it. No matter how crazy the dragon is, here, you have to lie down for Lao Tzu.

Behind Fan Sixiu, three people walked out, and they cultivated in a unified realm. And behind these three people, there stood a tight-fitting man in black, who put his hands behind his back and looked at Katsura like this.

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"Madam, do you want to leave it alone. ”

Opposite Fan Sixiu's group, there is a luxurious restaurant. This restaurant is called 'Yi Xuan', with a total of five floors, and is owned by the Zeng family. On the fifth floor of this restaurant, there is a window seat. There was a very elegant woman sitting, with a straight posture and a very eye-catching movement of picking vegetables and mouthing. There was a hint of sadness in her expression, and her frowning brows made people regret it and break their hearts. She took a sip of the hot soup that had not yet deflated.

"The farce of young people can be solved by yourself. This soup is still a little warmer. ”

The old man behind her bowed slightly, and then retreated.

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Katsuragi twisted the joints on his body, crackling in a series of sounds. The three big men did not move forward or retreat. Fan Sixiu was still sitting on the bench, but his face was not as natural as just now. Guimu's hand can be described as clean and shocking. Even if he didn't get started with cultivation, he could feel the pressure. The handsome woman ran to the side of the crowd, she was not the Fan family after all, who would take care of her in a fight.

"Ben Gongzi has seen a lot of tough guys, but they didn't come here to lie at my feet, and you are no exception. Look at what, come on!"

Fan Sixiu stood in the distance, giving orders to the three big men.

"Let me do it, they're no match for him. ”

The man in the black tight suit waved his hand to everyone, and then walked in front of Guimu despite Fan Sixiu's obstruction.

"I've been here for many years, and I haven't felt the excitement in my blood for a long time, and I hope you can make me happy. ”

The three realms are cultivated, and the foot strength can break through the mountains and rivers, reaching the power of a hundred elephants. This man in black tight clothes is the worship of the Fan family. Normally, he only listens to the orders of the head of the family. Protecting Fan Sixiu, a loser, was the order of the head of the family, and he had no choice but to obey it. Meeting this teenager today aroused a lot of his enthusiasm, and the kind of character that he said he would do was much like himself back then.

Katsura Mu was less than three meters apart from the man in black, and in physical cultivation, this was an absolutely dominant range, because with their speed, this range was almost instantaneous.

The man in black attacked first, his right leg stood in the air, and he threw it downward, sinking vigorously. This kick really kicked on Katsuraki's left hand, bringing a gust of leg wind, but Katsuragi's body shape remained the same, and there was no change.

"You practiced...... Ahh

As soon as the man in black wanted to retract his leg, he was directly hit and sunk to the ground by a punch, and there were cracks all around him, and flying stones were flying around. Even though he subconsciously crossed his hands over his chest, he was still directly hit by that punch, which sank the ground.

"His grandmother's, there are so many words in a fight. ”

Guimu patted the dust on his shoulder, and then pointed a finger at the restless Fan Sixiu, meaning, it's you next. He swept past the man in black who had fallen into the pit and walked straight ahead. None of the three big men dared to move, this is not an order of magnitude at all, if you go up, you are looking for death, but if you don't go, the end will not be much better. However, Katsura Mu gave each of the three of them a punch very intimately, so that they could lie down with peace of mind and not have to worry about the follow-up.

Katsuragi walked to the edge of the bench before slowly stopping. He looked at Fan Sixiu with a grin, just like just now. At this time, Fan Sixiu's panicked expression could not be concealed, and all of them were exposed.

"My father is the head of the Fan family, he can give you whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt ......"

There was a hint of trembling in Fan Sixiu's voice, but Guimu's fist did not have the slightest hesitation, and a punch directly hit him in the face. Beat Fan Sixiu and the bench to the ground. Guimu played very measuredly, only hurting the skin, not the bones. Gui Mu came to Fan Sixiu, who had fallen to the ground, and lifted him up with one hand.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I can really give you anything. ”

Fan Sixiu's voice was full of tears, his lips trembled, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably. He was really scared, and when he saw the man in black, who even his father had to respect for three points, being knocked down with a punch, his worldview collapsed. Like the time of Wuma, he would more or less take into account the relationship between the two families, but this young man was obviously not afraid of his Fan family, or had never heard of it at all, this was like Xiucai meeting a soldier, and it was unreasonable. He doesn't listen to what you say.

Katsura pulled Fan Sixiu in front of him and slapped him in the face.

"You're very dragged! Give you some color, and you dare to open a dyeing workshop for Lao Tzu." ”

While speaking, the slap did not fall, and Fan Sixiu's nose and face were swollen. Fan Sixiu burst into tears at this time, and his face was distorted to the point of not being human. I don't know if Katsuragi is tired, and his palm stops. With the other hand, he threw Fan Sixiu onto the bench that had fallen to the ground. He straightened out Fan Sixiu's tattered black robe, then bent down and faced Fan Sixiu.

"Scold me. ”

Fan Sixiu was speechless, so he could only shake his head with difficulty. Then Katsuragi slapped him to the ground.

"You scold me, don't you understand?"

Guimu kicked him in the abdomen again, and Fan Sixiu hurriedly covered his abdomen with both hands, and a lot of blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Call you fucking arrogant to me, see if I can cut you. ”

said another kick, and this kick directly knocked him out. Gui Mu said goodbye, squatted down, and touched the miserable Fan Sixiu.

"His grandmother's, that's it. ”

Guimu carried a bulging money bag in one hand and a gold silk jade ring in the other. glanced at Fan Sixiu, who was disheveled, and then looked at the crowd of onlookers in the distance.

"Look, I've never seen a beater! Look at gouging out your eyeballs and kicking them as a ball. ”

The spectators on the street disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving no trace of the cloud. But there was a girl who stayed, to be precise, because her legs and feet were weak and she couldn't run. This woman was the one who had just served Fan Sixiu.

Katsuragi straightened his clothes before facing her.

"Miss, frightened. Actually, I'm usually very quiet. ”

After finishing speaking, he put his hands together and bowed his head slightly, which can be regarded as an apology. Then he disappeared into the street. There was only one girl left, standing alone, not saying or asking.