"I have already said before, I am the person you can't provoke, let you not be confused, but you must find me to twitter, then if I don't teach you a lesson today, then I'm really sorry for you!"

Tang Zuo looked at Weng Tu, and his face sank suddenly.

"Dad, this cub is too arrogant, I'll let you taste it first, and then we'll clean up the Zhu family!"

Weng Jun looked at Weng Tu at this time and said.

"Well, that's it, Xiaojun, don't kill this kid directly, you first discount his dog's leg and let him crawl on the ground for a while, so that his pig brain will become sober!"

Weng Tu nodded and said, his face full of malice.

"Your name is Tang Zuo, right, as a young man, you like to pretend to be forced, I can understand this, but you are pretending to be thousands of people, and you shouldn't come to pretend to be in front of us, because we are ruthless people that your grandfather can't even provoke, and your stupid behavior today is called Heaven has a way for you not to go, and there is no door to hell but you want to break in!"

Weng Jun strode towards Tang Zuo, his eyes shrinking violently.

"Hehe, I'm just telling the truth, I didn't pretend to be forced at all, and with my strength, I was already very low-key just now, otherwise, your father and son would have been lying on the ground crying and calling your mother by now!"

Tang Zuo looked at Weng Jun and smiled coldly.

"When death comes, you dare to speak out, Xiaojun, don't talk to him, give him ruthless directly, only then will he be a cub and be afraid!"

Weng Tu said loudly.

As the boss of the provincial capital, Tang Zuo's previous words directly and seriously touched his nerves, and now his hatred for Tang Zuo is like a surging river, and he is about to drown him directly!

"Weng Jun is a martial artist of the sixth layer of internal strength, he is already about to arrive in front of Tang Zuo, Tang Zuo is still sitting, he has a problem with his brain, right?"

"Tang Zuo, this guy is young, but he runs the train with his mouth, his spirit should be a little abnormal, now Weng Jun is about to clean him up, I estimate that he will soon lie on the ground and cry for his father and mother!"

In the main hall, someone whispered.

"Master Tang, Weng Jun is here, why don't you stand up yet?"

Zhu Yumeng asked at this time.

At this moment, she was standing behind Tang Zuo, and when she spoke, she couldn't help but reach out and push Tang Zuo's shoulder.

At this moment, she thinks so, even if Tang Zuo really has the ability, but Weng Jun is a martial artist of the sixth layer of internal strength, how can Tang Zuo stand up and guard against Weng Jun, because in the martial arts cultivation world, any underestimation of the enemy and mistakes may lead to the result of moving his head!

"Hehe, but there's an ant, there's no need to stand at all!"

Tang Zuo looked back at Zhu Yumeng and said with a smile.

"Ant, cub, I'm going to break your neck!"

Weng Jun was completely enraged by Tang Zuo, and he stretched out his right hand and pinched Tang Zuo's neck directly.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, Zhu Yumeng blurted out these two words.

Now she also felt a feeling of regret in her heart.

Although Tang Zuo didn't stand up just now, at least his face was facing Weng Jun, in this case, Weng Jun attacked Tang Zuo, Tang Zuo could at least see it, so that Tang Zuo could dodge or counterattack, but because she was talking to Tang Zuo, Tang Zuo turned his head to the back, Weng Jun is now attacking Tang Zuo, isn't Tang Zuo a fish on the chopping board, and can only be slaughtered by Weng Jun?

"Huh...... This, what's going on? ”

Soon, Weng Jun's eyes widened, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

In that case, Weng Jun was sure that Tang Zuo would not be able to dodge his attack at all, but the actual situation was completely beyond Weng Jun's expectations, because Tang Zuo was like having eyes on the back of his head, and he grabbed Weng Jun's right hand with a casual stretch of his left hand.

And Tang Zuo. The left hand is very strong, like an iron hoop, the right hand of Weng Jun. The fingers were tightly clamped, and Weng Jun twitched his hand twice, but he didn't twitch a bit.

"Now you think you're an ant?"

Tang turned his head to the left, looked at Weng Jun and asked coldly.

"Ahh......h You let me go...... You, you tap, or my finger will break! ”

Weng Jun shouted, his voice panicked.

At this moment, Tang Zuo was forcefully brushing Weng Jun's fingers back, and the pain of pressure was densely surging on Weng Jun's fingers, and he felt that the fingers of his right hand might break at any time.

"Did I ask you?"

Tang Zuo said coldly.

"I, I'm the young master of the Weng family, you, if you really break my fingers, you have nine lives today, and you are definitely not enough to play!"

Weng Jun stammered, sweat the size of a soybean rolling down his face.