Chapter 192: Lao Tzu Wang Ba, Son Returns
In front of the Jade Void Palace, with the conflict between Zhang San and the tall and thin man, everyone's eyes were attracted.
In the past few days, no one has come to the palace gate to talk, but most of them have been reprimanded for a few words, and then retreated in disgrace.
Like Zhang San, it was the first one who dared to beat the Kunlun League law enforcement team outside the Yuxu Palace, especially after the tall and thin man shouted the word "enemy attack", everyone's eyes changed, and the gaze towards Zhang San was extremely complicated, maybe some people admired his courage, but it was more of a deep pity, and everyone's eyes were full of four big characters.
"You're dead!"
Those who set up stalls are no longer setting up stalls, those who are hanging out are no longer loitering, even the buyers and sellers who are bargaining have temporarily stopped trading, and their only interest now is what kind of death will this white-clothed young man who dares to challenge the authority of the Kunlun League.
It's miserable, or it's miserable...
Chinese people look at the lively nature, even when they reach the cultivation world, they still haven't changed in the slightest.
On the contrary, with martial arts in the body, the mind of watching the excitement is not too big, and it is even heavier!
Hearing the call of the tall and thin man, the other warrior guarding the gate of the palace frowned slightly, he did not object to finding the field, but it was a little too much to blow the horn of the enemy's attack, this is a military horn, once it is sounded, it represents the enemy's invasion, how can it be so light.
For a moment, the warrior at the gate of the palace hesitated a little.
"Gao Ran, what are you waiting for? Didn't you hear me when I asked you to blow the trumpet?"
Seeing that the warrior at the gate of the palace did not react, the tall and thin warrior suddenly shouted and scolded.
"Wang Rigui, just blow the trumpet, if you alarm the bigwigs of all parties, I can't afford this responsibility, your injury is not too serious, let's wait for the captain to come back." β
I saw that the tall and thin man was a little unstoppable. The martial artist named Gao Ran frowned, and his words were not so polite.
"Fart, who said that I wasn't seriously injured, didn't you see that I vomited blood? This kid dares to attack the law enforcement team, he is the enemy, what's wrong with me letting you blow the trumpet, if you are cowardly, bring the trumpet, I will come myself." β
The tall and thin Wang Rigui immediately scolded, and looked at Gao Ran's gaze with extreme contempt.
"Wang Rigui, you put a point of respect, the military horn was asked to me to keep it before the captain left, and I can't give it to you. β
Gao Ran's face was very ugly when he was scolded, but he still endured it and didn't get angry, he seemed to be very jealous of Wang Rigui, and he didn't dare to offend too much when he spoke.
"Hmph, why does Lao Tzu want to respect you, or do you say that your Gao family's wings are stiff and you dare to go against my Wang family? β
Wang Rigui didn't take Gao Yan in his eyes at all, and while scolding, he had already endured the great pain in his chest and walked towards the palace gate.
Gao Ran's face was blue when he was reprimanded, but he didn't dare to talk back, so he had to turn his gaze to Zhang San, who knocked Wang Rigui away with one punch, and signaled him to flee quickly.
He knew that the strength of the white-clothed young man in front of him was definitely above him and Wang Rigui, but once the military horn sounded, it would be quite an invasion with the enemy, and the bigwigs of all parties in Xiaoyushan would rush to hear the news.
Zhang San didn't move, but looked at the two people who were approaching the palace gate with interest.
Ever since knocking the tall and thin warrior into the air with one punch, Zhang San has remained in a fist-clenching position, reveling in his precise control of his physical strength.
If you shatter a weapon and break three ribs, one more point will kill people, and one less point will not have a deterrent effect.
Zhang San felt that he was simply a genius who controlled everything.
Secretly intoxicated, seeing that the two people at the gate of the palace had met, Zhang San finally spoke.
"Your name is Wang Rigui?"
"So what?"
Zhang Sanwen smiled brightly, but Wang Rigui replied with a fierce face.
The little white face in front of him was so hateful that he dared to laugh at this moment.
He swore that he would pluck the skin off the little white face with his own hands.
"Yes, I just want to ask, are you from the royal family, and who are you the patriarch of Wang Batian?"
As if he didn't see Wang Rigui's vicious eyes, Zhang San continued to ask, and the smile on his face became even brighter.
"Yes, this young master is from the royal family, and Wang Batian is the father, what's the matter, scared? Hahahaha, I'll tell you, it's late. β
Wang Rigui was very proud, he finally knew why this little white face didn't run away, it turned out that he wanted to climb the relationship, but unfortunately how could there be such a good thing!
Feeling the great pain in his chest, Wang Rigui secretly made up his mind.
He must let the little white face die, and he must die ugly!!
Facing Wang Rigui's arrogant and sarcastic eyes, Zhang San shook his head and said a sentence lightly.
"You misunderstood, I just want to say that Lao Tzu is the eighth king, and the son is the eighth king, and the names of your two fathers and sons are really weird. β
"Alas, it's terrible to be uneducated!"
At the end, Zhang San let out a leisurely sigh.
"Poof!"
Everyone was happy, everyone originally wanted to see Zhang San's various ways of dying, but they didn't expect to see such a funny scene.
Lao Tzu Wangba, his son is returning, it really seems that he is so good at things!
"Hahahaha..."
After thinking about it, everyone felt that the Chinese culture was quite profound and profound, but also more joyful, and finally some people couldn't help laughing.
"Wow~~"
Wang Rigui vomited, and he spit out three times in a row, and the bright red blood was reflected on the smooth steps, which was extremely conspicuous.
He felt like his chest was about to explode, and the raging anger had already burned his whole body.
"Boy, you're dead. β
Wang Rigui stared at a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at Zhang San's low roar word by word, and an astonishing anger rose to the sky, even if it was hundreds of meters away, he could feel a deep chill when he watched the lively crowd.
For a moment, everyone held their breath.
At this time, Wang Rigui already had a small horn in his hand, and it was the military horn that he had let Gao Ran blow, and in the face of Wang Rigui's crazy eyes, Gao Ran still chose to compromise.
"Teacher, let's go first, and it's the same tomorrow. β
Regarding Zhang San's pretending temperament, Qiu Zhigao and Zheng Hai were completely speechless.
Seeing that Wang Rigui was about to blow the horn, and things would inevitably get big at that time, Qiu Zhigao and Zheng Hai hurriedly ran up the steps to persuade Zhang San in a whisper.
There are enough people who have offended them, and if they offend another circle in this Kunlun Alliance, I am afraid that they will be the enemy of the whole world.
"No, this boy's horn won't sound. β
Zhang San shook his head and smiled a little incomprehensibly.
What do you mean?
Qiu Zhigao and Zheng Hai were stunned!
All the melon-eating masses are also stunned!
This trumpet is a magic weapon, and I have never heard that it will not be blown out.
This young man must have lost his mind.....
This is the common feeling of all the people who eat melons.
"Wait for death. β
Wang Rigui looked at Zhang San with a sneer, and silently spit out three words.
Slowly raised the horn in his handγγγγγγ
(End of chapter)