However, the person in front of him was simply beyond Zhao Meng's expectations, his memory, the migrant worker who looked very honest just now, seemed to have completely changed a person.

The one in front of him doesn't look like a migrant worker, but more like a demon king.

However, Zhao Meng is not afraid of this, although the person in front of him is very imposing, but he can't scare Zhao Meng, Zhao Meng has practiced Wuhong boxing for many years, and he has practiced a pair of steel and iron bones since he was a child, his physique is not ordinary strong, and the thin and weak migrant worker in front of him, Zhao Meng is full of self-confidence.

"Boy, who called you in, don't you know that you will dirty our things like this?, will you pay for the dirty?" The big man looked down on the person in front of him, with a superior attitude.

Feng Chenyu's breathing was breathing rapidly, his fingers and clenched fists were trembling, he still retained a trace of reason, and said: "I asked you, I told you to go to Tian'er, why didn't you go to find it, but chatted and drank here." ”

"Fuck, boy, you're crazy, why should I answer your question. The big man looked at him with interest, as if he were playing with a puppy.

"Say, otherwise you won't want to go back today. A cold breath emanated from Feng Chenyu's mouth.

Dahan was not afraid of the person in front of him, after all, his strength was there, but the kind of questioning that made his scalp tingle made Zhao Meng say it involuntarily.

"Just because you, an old peasant, also want to find my young lady, and you don't look at your own virtue, how can my young lady know you. ”

After Zhao Meng subconsciously said it, he looked at him with a sneer, although the momentum just now made him a little scared, but compared to the real strength, this person in front of him was simply a bean sprout.

"Okay, good" Feng Chenyu said three good with a sneer, and then said: "Since this is your original intention, the deity will let you know what it means for everyone to be equal today." ”

Hearing Feng Chenyu's conceited words, Zhao Meng suddenly laughed and said, "Laughing to death, just with your bean sprouts, do you want to hit me? I can beat you down with a slap." ”

Syllable!!

Before Zhao Meng's words fell, Feng Chenyu slapped him over.

Suddenly, a palm print appeared on Zhao Meng's face, for him, this slap was not a pain, but a shame, and for a good-faced Celestial Empire, it was simply an indelible shame.

"Boy, if you dare to slap me, I'm going to pinch you to death. Zhao Meng shook his hands, directly pinched Feng Chenyu's neck, and pinched it in the air.

Feng Chenyu's face was pale, to be honest, with his current strength, he was weak, he had no internal strength, and he hadn't turned the knife yet, it was okay to deal with a few mortals who didn't know martial arts, and it was very difficult to deal with these martial artists who had practiced martial arts for many years, especially those with strong physical fitness.

Zhao Meng's face was hideous, as if he was already crazy, grabbing Feng Chenyu's neck and clenching it in the air, as if he wanted to strangle him.

Of the two people on the side, one of them was always a sycophant, Xiao Liu's face turned pale with fright, if this continues, Zhao Meng is likely to kill people.

"Big brother, let go quickly, you will kill him like this. Xiao Liu panicked and pulled Zhao Meng's hand.

But how could Zhao Meng, who was furious, listen to him, and kicked Xiao Liu away with one kick and collided directly with the pillar behind him.

Zhao Meng, who was furious, was almost sensible, and the slap he received was not a matter of whether it hurt or not, but a matter of face, especially when there were several of his younger brothers next to him.

The more noble the person, the more he cares about his face, if Zhao Meng, as the eldest brother, does not regain face, how can he hold his head up in front of his younger brother and speak up.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that the strength of the deity is not stronger than yours, I would have killed you in one instant. "In the face of too strong force, Feng Chenyu is very weak in using some skills.

Just like the previous confrontation against the abbot, under the absolute strength, he has no way to take the abbot even if he has skills.

And at this moment, Feng Chenyu is the same, there is no way to deal with this person in front of him, Zhao Meng, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, has burst muscles, and he has pressed Feng Chenyu under the strength of his strength, making it difficult for him to resist in the slightest.

Feng Chenyu's breathing became more and more difficult, he regretted that he was really brave and unscrupulous, there was no one in the world who was smooth sailing, a few people in front of him such as Zhang Ming and so on, they were all ordinary people, or policemen who were hollowed out by wine, Feng Chenyu beat them in vain, and that's it, since he came to the city, he has hardly lost once, which has made him a little conceited, and he will not observe the situation and go over to fight others.

His consciousness is a little blurry, and his eyes are a little ghosted, and if he continues like this, he will die.

Feng Chenyu, who was praised by the abbot as the King of the Southern Heavens, was actually strangled to death by a mortal in a small place.

Feng Chenyu gradually couldn't breathe, without oxygen, he could only last for a few minutes at most, that is, within these few minutes, he had to find a way to save his life, otherwise he would die.

However, what can be done now? Zhao Meng has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he can be regarded as a practitioner, and he cannot defeat him at all by relying on skills alone, without physical fitness and internal strength.

At this time, Feng Chenyu, who was on the verge of death, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, this feeling was really familiar, at the beginning... This kind of thing happened when I fought against the abbot in the first place.

At that time, Feng Chenyu was inferior to the abbot not only in terms of force, but also in terms of internal strength and weapons, but how did he win.

It was won by a sneak attack, and the abbot who was so powerful at that time couldn't escape this trick, let alone Zhao Meng in front of him.

Thinking of this, Feng Chenyu's eyes gradually opened, and his eyes were full of confidence.

At this time, Feng Chenyu was pinched by Zhao Meng's neck and held up in the air, like a rope hanging.

"Die, die, see how I clean you up. Zhao Meng was completely irrational, he laughed wildly, pinching Feng Chenyu's neck in his hand and swinging vigorously, like a doll that had been played with.

Suddenly, just when Zhao Meng was irrational, Feng Chenyu used all his strength to seize an opportunity, concentrated all his strength on his right foot, and kicked forward vigorously.

Since Zhao Meng was holding Feng Chenyu at this time, his foot could hit Zhao Meng's lifeline with a slight lift.

"Cut off the children and grandchildren's feet" Feng Chenyu ran through all his strength, roaring desperately, he used all his strength to kick Zhao Meng's life.

It's this move, this move is Feng Chenyu's real nirvana, this move is too yin, plus his nature is kind, basically he hasn't used it, but it is this despicable and shameless move that saved his life.