Xiaohu made it clear that he was refusing, but Ye Feng also stood in place without saying anything, the two of them seemed to be in a state of stalemate, and neither of them would take a step back.

It was the chick next to her who broke the deadlock and said with a grin.

"Oh, go down, go down! What's the big deal! ”

As she spoke, the chick jumped out of the carriage, but it was obvious that the moment she passed by Ye Feng, the chick had a sad look on her face.

Xiaohu saw his sister's compromise, what else could he do, he could only sigh and follow the chick and jump down.

However, when passing by Ye Feng, Xiaohu rarely raised his head and looked at Ye Feng squarely.

"Sir, since Xiaohu is already a disciple of Mr., he is wholeheartedly loyal to Mr., and I hope that Mr. will treat us as child's play."

Ye Feng just showed a mysterious smile.

"Don't worry, I will naturally not harm you."

The three of them were in a crowded crowd, unable to walk an inch, and they didn't know who found them, so they screamed in surprise.

"Isn't this a little tiger and a little chick! How did they come! ”

As soon as these words came out, they attracted the attention of the onlookers.

They looked back one after another, and made way for Ye Feng and the three of them.

When they walked to the place where the crowd was really watching, Xiaohu and Xiaoniu couldn't help but shake their tiger bodies, as if they were bound there.

I saw in front of them that it was the father who was rarely seen all year round, Tang Shiwei.

At this moment, Tang Shiwei was shirtless, and his muscular chest was already covered with sweat, flowing down the texture of the muscles, hidden in the waistband of his trousers.

His hair has been combed up, but the appearance of the ball head is a unique tough guy style.

Tang Shiwei waved the hammer in his hand and struck the iron on the scorching stove, and the sparks flew out in all directions.

Striking iron to make weapons is obviously a tiring job, but in Tang Shiwei's opinion, it has formed a sense of art, which makes people can't help but be amazed.

No wonder there were so many people coming to watch, if Ye Feng saw such a scene on the street, he would also have to take a good look.

"Yo, the little wave is still here, I really don't know what to say to your father, the father who wants you to go crazy and say that he wants to refine things. Hmph, the old lady wants to see what the hell you three are doing. ”

As soon as Ye Feng turned around, he saw a woman who was convex and backward, if she wanted to say that a woman should have the capital, she had all of them. Only the face was an old and decrepit glowing haggard yellow, and the already thick lips were hard to be painted with bright red, and even the eyeshadow was colorful, like a monster who had grown into a spirit.

The woman was there with her hands on her chest, looking proud.

The chick snorted coldly at first, obviously treating women with an extremely impatient appearance.

"Hmph, what are you doing here? This shop has nothing to do with you! ”

"Yo, how do you talk to your uneducated little girl? How can we say that we are all family, aren't we? ”

Zhao Chunhua put on a kind face again, and stretched out her hand to stroke the chick's cheek.

However, the chick can't learn Zhao Chunhua's hypocritical appearance, since she is disgusted with Zhao Chunhua, it is obvious that she spit directly on Zhao Chunhua's hand, making Zhao Chunhua scream.

"Ahh said that you are a prodigal, and sure enough, you are exactly the same as your mother, you are so uneducated! ”

Where can the chick swallow this breath, it is to put on an offensive posture, and even the little tiger next to him is grinding his teeth and ready to go.

At this time, he suddenly heard a wailing voice from the chick, and even Ye Feng looked at it in surprise, and saw that the chick was being pressed under a thin young man at this moment, and the chick's arm showed a strange fold.

Ye Feng could see in an instant that the chick's arm must be fractured, and if the young man continued this action, the chick's arm would need a certain amount of time to be treated.

So he immediately scolded.

"Who are you, let go of the chick!"

The young man just laughed, looking so cynical.

There was cunning in his eyes, looking in the direction of Ye Feng, and his gaze was so firm, it made Ye Feng detect a bad development.

Ye Feng wanted to dodge, but Tang Xiaohu next to him stepped forward in order to protect Ye Feng.

And at this time, the young man also had a momentum, it seemed that he was rushing towards Ye Feng, but in fact, he was coming towards Tang Xiaohu, and at the moment of lightning, Tang Xiaohu's widening eyes reflected that the young man was holding such a sharp dagger.

This is enough to kill the dagger with one blow, and it is between the fate of a thread, and after Tang Xiaohu quickly lies down, he can dodge the dagger's attack, and only a few strands of hair are cut off, which is harmless.

However, he still had to hurry up, because the young man who had just flown past him had already turned around and was about to launch a new attack.

Tang Xiaohu had no choice but to take out the sword behind him, and when he wanted to resist, he found that the sword was unexpectedly fragile in front of the dagger, and there were already traces of fracture in three or two strokes.

The young man smiled and said.

"This is a weapon that your father personally made for me, how can it be compared to an ordinary sword?"

"Tang Hao, don't deceive people too much!"

In this way, it also points out the identity of the young man, and it also burns the fighting spirit in Xiaohu's heart.

Even if the sword is broken, it can't make him retreat half a point!

So Xiaohu gathered enough strength and charged towards Tang Hao, where did he think that Tang Hao just slashed left and right down, Xiaohu's silver sword was already overwhelmed, and even had the tendency to break.

Xiaohu clenched his teeth, and when he didn't know what to do next, he suddenly heard a shout next to him.

"Xiaohu, go on!"

Xiaohu looked back and saw that it was Tang Shiwei, sweating profusely, but it was already cast into iron, and the red iron flashed with red light, as if the bloodthirsty sword spirit was shining in it.

Tang Shiwei shook it when he picked it up, as if the relationship between father and son was shining at this moment, Xiaohu turned around and took the knife, and it turned out to be a knife with a curved hook at the tip, and it was extraordinarily weighty.

Xiaohu tried to swing out a knife, but he felt that the wind in his ears had accelerated, blowing the hair on his sideburns.