At this time, it was almost noon, and the entire Dongtun Town was busy. The crowd on the street cannot be compared with Yujing City, but it is also endless. At a glance, about fifty percent of them are travelers.

The location of Xijiekou is relatively remote, but because of the cheap land price, most of the storefronts that require a large area such as warehouses and carriages and horses are concentrated here. Except for a few ordinary customers gathered in the passenger station next to the street, and then inside, most of them are businessmen.

The carriage of the Fu family stopped under a banyan tree, and the courtyard surrounded by a row of gray tiles and white-walled bungalows at the bottom of the alley in front of it was the car shop of the "Wenjia Store" in Dongtun Town.

"Wenjiadian" is said to be a car and ship company, but in fact, it is not capable of passenger transportation, so the main business is bulk freight. It is more solid than a single-family car dealership, and it has also opened some shops in surrounding towns, but it is far from a giant like "Yunduxing".

The "Wenjia Store" here in Dongtun Town is only a car dealership, judging from the building in front of it, it occupies a large area and the facilities are average. There are no high-end vehicles on the field, all animal trucks. The bungalows were partly warehouses and partly residences, and there was no special arrangement such as a magic circle.

At this moment, it was probably the time when the car dealership was free, and the two gates and the auxiliary doors on both sides were wide open, but no one entered or exited, and only a few people could be seen squatting in the shadows inside the door.

Yan Kaiting looked at the other side and sneered, "It's like it's okay, I'm surprised, when did my Yan family become so easy to bully?"

Fu Mingxuan said: "Of course, the Yan family is not easy to bully. It's just that many people think that the Yan family, as a famous family in Yujing City, wants to be reasonable. ”

Yan Kaiting said strangely: "If you don't say that I am unreasonable, I will make trouble, and they still expect to reason with me?"

Fu Mingxuan smiled, slapped Yan Kaiting on the back, and said, "Go and do your business, what's the use of singing in front of me?"

Yan Kaiting shrugged, jumped out of the carriage, straightened his clothes, and then swaggered straight to the door of the car dealership.

He walked all the way to the door of the car dealership, but there was no movement inside, and even the few people in the shadows inside the door did not stand up and ask who it meant.

Yan Kaiting didn't care so much. He stopped in front of the door, looked up at the plaque with the words "Wenjiadian" on it, and stretched out his right hand to press it on the open black lacquer door.

With a sound of "volt", I saw a light purple electric light rushing up from Yan Kaiting's arm, and then thunder and fire erupted, and the two-person high door panel instantly turned into powder.

This is not over, the entire door frame, wall, and eaves, like paper licked by tongues of fire, curl up strangely, and then most of them turn to ash, and the rest of the scum falls with a flutter.

For a while, the sound of the flames peeling and pecking, mixed with the sound of wood and stone cracking and collapsing, was extremely fast, and the sound was extremely terrifying and swept across the entire courtyard wall.

Without waiting for any reaction from the people inside, Yan Kaiting jumped up and easily rose to a height of several zhang above the ground, and the thunder fire in his right hand had swelled sharply to the size of a water tank. If you look closely, it is actually the beginning of Tai!

"Boom", "boom", "boom" and "boom" sounded several times in a row, and a cloud of thunder and fire hit the compound building. The walls and eaves tiles are like melting snowmen, and when they come down, large swaths of buildings begin to collapse, and smoke and dust fill the air.

Screams rang out one after another, and a figure ran out of all directions.

Most of them were at a loss as to what was happening, and they just ran out of the burning room and to the safety of the clearing. Some of the masters had already realized that this was an attack, and after getting out of the range of the thunder fire, they began to draw their weapons while looking around.

Fu Mingxuan, who was standing on the side with his negative hand, looked at the front quietly, he didn't make any movement, but a sword light as clear as autumn water rose from behind him, and slashed out in mid-air towards the top of the compound.

Silently, countless points of light fell like a rain curtain, enveloping the entire "Wenjia Store". And those masters all felt that a coercion was pressing their heads and faces, not to mention finding the enemy's traces, and it was difficult to even pull out their weapons smoothly.

But immediately, the panicked crowd in the "Wenjia Store" felt the miracle of light and rain. As long as they don't struggle and don't use force indiscriminately, the point of light is like a real rain curtain, which makes people feel the slightest pressure, but it does not cause harm, and at the same time isolates the threat of spilling thunder and fire.

After a few moments, the "Wenjiadian" compound was gone, and all the buildings were gone, leaving only piles of charred black slag in their place. Dozens of "Wenjiadian" guys dressed as porters or martial artists gathered in the parking lot, and everyone looked dazed.

At this time, someone recognized Yan Kaiting and exclaimed.

Yan Kaiting was still playing with a fist-sized thunderbolt in his hand, and said slowly: "On such an important day, isn't the person in charge here?"

At this moment, the crowd was boiling in the venue, the guys of the "Wenjiadian" were gossiping, some were scolding, some were accusing, and a few women and children were a little slower to flee the room, suffering some external injuries, and crying there.

"Bullying ......"

"We want to appeal to Yujing......"

"Who can do ...... to women and children?"

However, except for a few martial artists whose swords were unsheathed, most of them had no intention of rushing forward and fighting with Yan Kaiting.

Yan Kaiting's hand in demolishing the entire compound was enough to deter, which of the guys in the car and boat shop was not used to seeing the market, and they knew that ordinary monks had no chance of winning in front of the master, and the thunder fire and light rain just now were even more amazing.

The host of the car dealership is not there, and there is no strong person who can top it present, who dares to take the lead?

Everyone was in an uproar for a while, and a young man with a handsome appearance was introduced, the man took two steps forward, and he didn't dare to get too close to Yan Kaiting, but just arched his hand and said, "I don't know what Yan Ye means?"

Yan Kaiting said casually: "I thought that you dared to smash my 'Heavenly Craftsman' branch?

The young man was stunned and said stubbornly: "The Lord of Disdainful He Xing should be negotiating with the steward of your mansion at this moment, Master Yan, you will ...... before the matter is decided."

Yan Kaiting interrupted him impatiently and said, "Okay, I don't like to listen to nonsense." You smashed the belongings of my branch, and I also smashed the belongings of your car dealership. If you have any opinions, go to Song Zi, he will submit it to Yujing and appeal as usual. ”

The young man stopped talking, as if he wanted to say something.

Yan Kaiting didn't give him a chance to interject at all, and said coldly: "As for other things, I will bring a message to you He Xingzhu, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, he had better go and talk to the 'Blood Spear' Xiang Ying to ventilate and see the latest limelight." ”

The young man's face changed color suddenly.

Yan Kaiting didn't care about the other party's reaction, turned around and left. Fu Mingxuan was not far behind him, standing in the middle of the alley waiting for him.

The two left side by side, and naturally no one dared to come forward to stop them.

Fu Mingxuan glanced back again, and then said in a low voice: "There are three or four masters among these people. ”