The moonlit night is clear.

Mixed Yuan City, but it is not calm.

There was a small wave at the end of the street.

The monks who have always loved to watch the excitement are all closed.

Some only peep out the window.

Seeing the little boy being bullied, he was indifferent.

The man lying on the stone pavement did not make a sound.

He was unconscious.

On the bloodstained face, only two words could be seen: pitiful.

Chu Hao was slightly startled.

Through the window railing, he saw that the "bullies" of teenagers were actually dressed in familiar robes.

It was the person of the Qing Gonghou, the highest power in Mixed Yuan City.

It is no wonder that he was extremely arrogant, and the rest of the monks did not dare to step forward to stop him, for fear of revenge from the Qing Gonghou.

In this Mixed Yuan City, he wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

Chu Hao's eyes were like torches, staring at those people tightly.

He was hesitant, not knowing whether to make a move.

At present, it has only been less than seven days since he came to Mixed Yuan City, and he has already provoked the Jiang family.

If you make a feud with others, you may not have a place in this city in the future.

"Ahh

Syllable!

The little boy wailed.

At first glance, the beast actually whipped the little boy with a long whip!

In order to make the ten-year-old boy say what they wanted to hear.

"Ah, help!"

When the little boy fell to the ground, his flesh was tormented like a knife.

However, there was no escape.

He turned around and covered the young man's body, feeling the little warmth.

"Damn, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?" The man at the head gritted his teeth.

His name is Qingba, and he is the son of the Marquis of Qing.

This son is usually brave and fierce, and has been praised by many monks, and is known as the top ten young masters in Mixed Yuan City, and is favored by many Huangwu Realm monks.

According to the Qinggong Hou's boast, Qingba is about to be selected into the Xuanyang Sect as an inner disciple.

As soon as this news came out, more young monks took the initiative to befriend Qingba.

I hope to get the opportunity to enter the Xuanyang Sect from this.

"Okay, take them to death row and torture them!"

Qingba clapped his hands and motioned for a few younger brothers to stop.

At this time, Chu Hao couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to help.

If you don't make a move, you can't bear it.

If you make a move, you will definitely provoke hatred.

In other words, on that day, it was the people of the Qing Gonghou who sent people to hunt down and kill the old man king.

Such behavior is already resentful.

I was worried that I couldn't find the Lord, but I didn't expect to meet it today.

The eldest prince of Chu is not afraid of things by nature, and he is not afraid of causing trouble.

Now that you've messed with it, there's no need to cower anymore.

Sou!

The legs were intertwined with thunder and lightning, crackling.

In an instant, he jumped off the windowsill.

The figure is extremely ghostly, and only an afterimage can be seen faintly flashing.

After fixing his eyes again, Chu Hao had come to Qingba's back unconsciously.

He slowed his pace and tried to knock the stick.

Unexpectedly, this guy reacted very quickly.

As soon as Chu Hao wanted to make a move, he turned sideways to avoid a distance of five meters.

No hint of wind or grass can escape his induction.

Qingba turned around suddenly, his expression was slightly startled, and he subconsciously scolded: "Who! Who are you! ”

Hearing the movement of this side, his little brother also shifted his attention and stood beside Qingba together.

These five people have a pair of thief eyebrows and rat eyes.

At a glance, you can see that it is not a good product.

Just imagine, even a ten-year-old boy can do it, how vicious his heart must be!

"I also want to ask, who are you?" Chu Hao's expression was calm.

"Huh, me? You don't even know me? ”

The corners of Qingba's mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"I don't know, you can report yourself." Chu Hao said disdainfully.

At this time, Yu Guang glanced and saw that the little boy on the ground was already scarred.

There were many redness and swelling all over the body, and the swelling was streaked, and the poor cheeks were covered with blood.

Maybe it sensed that someone was coming.

The little boy raised his head slightly and stared at Chu Hao.

Tears welled up in his eyes, full of longing for life.

He muttered, "Help...... Please save my brother. ”

"Do you have a pair of dog eyes? This is the son of the Marquis of Qinggong in Mixed Yuan City, Young Master Qingba! "A little brother came up and said that it was a heroic.

Chu Hao didn't pay attention to it at all.

This man is a lackey.

This kind of person is not qualified to talk to him.

Looking at the little boy's painful appearance, Chu Hao was silent for a moment, glared at Qingba angrily, and roared: "You actually shot at a ten-year-old boy who was powerless, you are really brutes!" ”

"Boy, since you know my identity, why do you provoke me?" Qingba's face suddenly darkened.

He believed that he had been provoked.

From childhood to adulthood, it was obvious that others came to please him.

Today, there is a hairy boy who dares to fight with him.

For him, it's a shame.

"If you let these two go, I will not provoke you, for there is a cause and an effect." Chu Hao said calmly.

"Haha!"

"Hehe......"

This remark caused Qingba's little brothers to laugh.

Their faces were full of sarcasm, as if they had heard one of the funniest jokes in the world.

"Boy, are you having a hot head? Are you talking to me about conditions? "Qingba is aggressive, with an invincible posture.

This looks like a smile but not a smile, which is quite begging.

Chu Hao stared at the little boy lying in a pool of blood.

He didn't say a word.

The delicate face became more and more indifferent and stiff, like a piece of cast iron or cement, which could not melt it.

"I'm talking to you, am I deaf?" Qingba was ignored.

Under the light of the light and flames on the side of the street, his face was almost dripping blood, like an angry lion......

For so many years, when have you been provoked?

Even Jiang Mu had to be respectful to him.

"You guys give it to me! Kill him. ”

Qingba grinded his teeth and directly ordered that the little brother beside him would kill Chu Hao here.

This little brother is naturally listening to orders.

It's normal to work hard or something.

"Look at the punch!"

Several men came with fists, and this scene was very similar to when Chu Hao beat the disciples of the Jiang family in the consciousness realm.

If you want to talk about the difference, then the strength of these people is slightly stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the first punch hit.

Chu Hao's tiger body was shocked, his legs stood still, and then his fists surged with true qi, and he forcibly repelled the man.

Boom!

A sound burst out, splashing dazzling sparks.

Chu Hao's eyes widened, and there was no pressure to deal with these little ones.

Several young followers of the young tyrants rushed up.

Seeing this, Chu Hao moved his legs to solve the problem.

A leg swept like a crescent.

The electric current makes a sizzling sound.

At first glance, there was actually an electric arc lingering around Chu Hao's calf.

This kick is infinitely powerful, and the little followers who are afraid of it dare not get close.

When Qingba saw it, he suddenly became angry and glared at his follower.

The follower had no choice but to bite the bullet.

However, unexpectedly, Chu Hao made the first move, strode up in one step, circled his legs down, drew an arc in mid-air, and finally landed on a lucky person, sending the person to fly several meters away with one leg on the spot.

"Kill!"

The remaining two followers are desperate.

They sacrificed their swords to kill.

Chu Hao's hand was like hard iron, and he shook the sharp sword with his flesh and blood, and the two sides fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, making a ringing sound of iron.