[Chapter 70: Looking for Death]

The two people who spoke, Guo Shengnan and Huo Feng, were two of the several hot-blooded martial artists that Lu Buqi said.

As if in his own home, Huo Feng didn't greet Lu Buqi at all, and sat directly opposite him, which was the only remaining position at this small table.

The pair of greedy eyes swept over Long Buli and Long Buregret's faces respectively, and Zuihou fell on Lu Buqi's body, but it turned into a playful smile: "Boy, where did you come from?"

"Call from here!" Lu Buqi responded lightly, but said to the hesitant guy: "Our tea, if we don't serve it yet, how can we drive away the cold?"

The guy's expression was slightly stunned, he sank, looked at Huofeng with a sneer, and saw that the other party didn't seem to be angry, so he hurriedly trotted all the way over, put down the teacup, and then left with a pitiful look, and left like a plague.

"Then where are you going to fight?" Although Huofeng was not angry, his expression undoubtedly had a little more solemn oppression.

Lu Buqi took the haode tea poured by Long Buregret, took a sip, as if he didn't realize it: "This tea is good, and it does have a warm feeling when you drink it." ”

"I'll ask you where you're going!" Huo Feng's anger rose in his heart, if he hadn't planned to maintain his demeanor in front of two such beautiful girls, with his habit of messing around in Nanxiu Town for so many years, he punched over earlier, smashing the young man in front of him who didn't put him in his eyes.

The martial artist behind Huofeng who estimated twenty-eight or nine said, "You stinky boy, Lord Huofeng is talking to you, you are still drinking tea here, trying to find death?"

At this time, he was facing Lu Buqi's unrepentance, and a killing intent flashed in the corner of his eyes, but he was stopped by Lu Buqi's eyes.

"Your boss is talking, what do you want to add, do you think you can't even understand what you can't speak?" Lu Buqi glanced at this martial artist coldly.

When the martial artist was stunned for a moment and shut up, Lu Buqi looked at Huofeng indifferently: "Lord Huofeng, right?

Huofeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "I asked you where to fight, you better not let me ask the fourth time!"

Lu Buqi didn't let Huofeng ask for the fourth time, but he undoubtedly let Huofeng, a powder keg on the verge of explosion, completely burst!

Lu Buqi's reply was: "Go somewhere!"

Huofeng stood up suddenly, and then took a palm as big as a fan, and slapped it towards Lu Buqi with a burst of blood. Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, as soon as you make a move, this is really a kind of "quality" that warriors who have no king's law always have.

But Huofeng never imagined that the little girl who was dressed like a little girl who had just become an adult, who looked the most harmless, and could only pour tea and water, would have such terrifying strength.

The cold light flickered, it was the melee blade that Lu Buqi had used corundum to create for Long Buregret before.

"Ah......h

Just when the close-range blade disappeared into Long Buregret's hand with a touch of blood, Long Buli took out his hand, and hit Huofeng's strong chest and abdomen with one hand, and Huofeng's nearly 300 pound body was thrown out like rags, overpowering the two tables behind him, rolling to the ground, his body shaking, and only breathing.