Jing Ling heard the strange noise, and couldn't help but glance at Feng Zidu, but when he saw that it was a bald boy with a face full of mud, dirty, sloppy, and nondescript, he didn't care, and shook himself and walked into the restaurant.

Under the scorching sun, the streets are full of pedestrians. Feng Zidu scolded himself secretly, restrained his flustered mind, and thought about it: "Since this girl Jing Ling appeared here, I don't know if Jing Xianxian is also close to Zuo?" He faintly felt in his heart that Jing Xianxian led many disciples of Baicaomen to go thousands of miles this time and enter Zhejiang Province in a big way, I am afraid that there will be something unseemly to do.

Zhejiang Province has always been the traditional jurisdiction of the beggars to help the plum blossom hall, and now the plum blossom hall is an eventful autumn, and the so-called everything has to be worried.

Thinking of this, Feng Zidu wiped the oil stains on his palms, slowly moved to the doorway, and peeked into the restaurant from the crack in the door.

There are several diners in the restaurant, and the two bold men are sitting at a table in the center of the lobby eating and drinking, loud and noisy.

When the five people from Baicaomen in Guizhou saw Jing Ling appear, it seemed that they were even more afraid of this little junior sister, so they stood up together and hurriedly beckoned Jing Ling to sit down.

Jing Ling frowned, and said, "Why is it so noisy? How can we talk about it?" The senior brother surnamed Cha understood, and immediately shouted to the two big men at the next table: "Hey, you two, you are talking nonsense here, but how can others come to eat?" The two big men were stunned when they heard this, and saw that although the other party was numerous, they were all people of different races from other places, how could they put it in their hearts?

After glancing at each other, they laughed, and one of them shouted, "You eat yours, we say ours, we have to take care of your birds, be quiet, go home and stay in bed as soon as possible." The senior brother surnamed Cha was furious and scolded: "Wild calf, it's not rampant! Hehe, straw bale private, do you have to look for death?" jumped up, rolled up his sleeves and punched the big man in front of him in the chest.

When the big man saw the other party with his bare hands, he was embarrassed to draw his knife, sat still, hehe just sneered, peeped at the punch, and shouted violently, his left hand was held, and his right fist came first, already

A "bang" slammed into the chest of Senior Brother Chana. When the other big man next to him saw it, he praised it sincerely: "Brother's Divine Fist has become more and more superb. Ouch, this punch is a wild calf to suffer. "The surname Chana is only the fourth generation of disciples of Guizhou Baicaomen, martial arts has been taught by the senior brother on behalf of the teacher, and he is also plain and arrogant, careless and buoyant, caught off guard and did not expect the other party's boxing skills to be successful, unsettled, immediately hit straight back, fortunately, there are all the junior brothers and sisters hurriedly to hold on, so that they will not fall to the ground, a big ugly.

Senior Brother Chana was annoyed and angry, and couldn't help but glance at Jing Ling in fright, and then shouted violently, and the green light on his palms was shining, and he snorted two palms, and split out in front of him.

Fengzi saw that the big man from before came to meet each other with a pair of poisonous palms with both fists, and immediately knew that this person was going to suffer.

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After two "pops", the big man suddenly screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and rolled around like a frying pan on the floor, only knocking over countless tables and chairs around him.

Those diners were supposed to see the excitement, but at this moment, they were all frightened and rushed out. At this time, Senior Brother Chana slapped his backhand twice, and hit another big man again.

The big man couldn't dodge in a panic, but how could he avoid his companion's suffering? In an instant, his face turned pale and he fell to the ground and wailed.