The people of the Lingshan faction finally left.

After Ximen Qing learned the news, he smiled coldly, the overall strength of the Lingshan faction was above the Ximen family, but he still had a killer weapon that was useless, and now that the Lingshan faction is gone, it is actually quite good.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Ximenqing finally walked out of the door and came to the restaurant downstairs.

At this time, there were already a lot of martial arts people gathered in the restaurant, and when Ximen Qing came here, there was a noisy sound immediately. Obviously, what Ximenqing did had made him a striking figure.

As for the good times and the bad times, it is not clear.

Soon, the Simon family ordered a table of good dishes.

Ximen Qing asked Ximen Yayu to sit beside him and served him vegetables with a smile. It's a pity that Ximen Yayu is just cold and just eats some vegetarian things.

Ximenqing frowned slightly, and then said: "It is said that you are a confidant, no matter what you look like, I don't care, so you don't need to lose weight." ”

Ximen Yayu raised her eyebrows, and her voice was low: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll go." ”

Ximenqing hurriedly closed his mouth.

However, the more he looked at Ximen Yayu, the more flavorful he became, and he thought about how to please this girl.

But at this moment, some people came in from the door of the restaurant, led by an old man. He looked at the crowd, his face gloomy, and soon came to the table of the Simon family.

"Who is Ximen Qing. ”

Ximenqing raised his head, looked at the old man, and said very seriously: "Go, give this old man a chicken leg, the old man is hungry." ”

The corners of Ximen Yayu's mouth were slightly raised, but she didn't speak, she just thought in her heart, this guy is too bad.

The old man's face sank, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Ximenqing, I am the head of the Zhao family in Dragon City, and I hope to discuss some things with you." ”

Ximen Qingzheng said: "Isn't one chicken leg enough? Take two chickens." ”

The face of the head of the Zhao family became gloomy: "Ximen Qing, what I am discussing with you now is that your Ximen family has few people, and it is enough to use one room, our Zhao family in Longcheng is one of the best families in China, and hundreds of people have come this time, hoping to give up a few rooms." ”

Ximenqing stood up and looked at each other coldly.

Said lightly: "Do you say it again?"

The head of the Zhao family said coldly: "Either leave a room, or your Ximen family will get out of me." ”

Why?

The head of the Zhao family sneered and said, "Ximen Qing, don't think that you can defeat a ground-level powerhouse, just pretend. But this Nanshan Conference was originally a conference to resolve the grievances of the family and demonstrate the strength of the family's martial arts, and our Zhao family has entered the top ten five times in a row, do you Ximen family want to find death by yourself?"

Such?

Ximen Qing raised his eyebrows, then took a deep breath and looked at the martial arts people around him.

said loudly: "Everyone, we are all martial arts people, we must not be bullying the weak with guns, and everyone is a person with a chivalrous spirit, so please comment on it." ”

It's supposed to be meal time, and there are so many strong people in the restaurant that most people have already put down their chopsticks.

The corners of Ximenqing's mouth showed a touch of curvature, and then said: "This old gentleman is dressed very tattered, as if he hasn't eaten for a few days." I gave him a chicken leg, but he was not satisfied. So I called him two chickens, and he should have been satisfied with the chickens under normal circumstances, but the old man asked for my room, and then he ...... with the chickens."

The head of the Zhao family almost got angry and said angrily, "What did you say?"

Ximen Qingyi said righteously: "Isn't it? I think you are pitiful, I can call you two chickens, but it doesn't mean that I want to give you my house!"

The eyes of the head of the Zhao family were like fire, and he pointed at Ximen Qing and said, "Toast and don't eat and drink." ”

Ximenqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "I can't see it, you are old and strong, and two chickens are not enough!"

The head of the Zhao family roared, his right fist was already raised, and his voice was hateful: "I want you to talk nonsense!"

Ximen Yayu already clenched the red sleeve knife in his hand.

But Ximen Qing smiled slightly and said: "If you want to do it, it's just to see that our Ximen family can bully, but you have to think about the consequences." ”

"There is no consequence in destroying your Simon family. ”

The head of the Zhao family sneered, and the fist had already come down.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from behind him: "You stop me." ”

The head of the Zhao family instinctively stopped his fist and looked back.

Looking at the door again, twenty or thirty people came in, these people were tall, in suits and leather shoes, and with black sunglasses, and the person at the head was not tall, slightly fat, and the more characteristic thing was the eyes, which were simply a thin encounter, only occasionally a cold light appeared in it.

The head of the Zhao family raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "The Zhao family in Longcheng is doing business here, don't come if you don't want to die." ”

"The Zhao family?"

The little fat man came here, and his right hand suddenly raised and pointed at the back of the head of the Zhao family, all of a sudden.

Although it came suddenly, the head of the Zhao family was almost a top-level powerhouse at the Xuan level, and even half a step into the ranks of the prefecture-level masters. Seeing this slap coming down, the whole person instantly retreated three or four steps.

However, the figure of this little fat man follows like a shadow, almost like an antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace of it.

Bang!

His hand was still on the back of the head of the Zhao family.

Ah!

The head of the Zhao family screamed when he was beaten, and a big bag instantly appeared on the back of his head.

The people of the Zhao family who came with the head of the family stopped doing it at that time and suddenly surrounded them. But the fat man raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and said coldly: "Do you know that if you do it, if you do it with me, you will do it with our beggars and millions of people." ”

What the?

The face of the head of the Zhao family changed, and he said angrily: "Stop!"

Immediately, he looked the little fat man up and down and said, "Who are you?"

The little fat man smiled and said arrogantly: "Lao Tzu's master is today's beggar gang leader and one of the top ten masters in the world. And the little master is the martial arts family of Sifang City, the genius of the Zhang family's young man, Zhang Legend. ”

Yes!

The face of the head of the Zhao family was slightly pale.

But Ximenqing was dumbfounded, Zhang Legend was the brother he came to this world and agreed with, but he was obviously a ball at that time, but how could he be so thin now.

The head of the Zhao family glanced at Zhang Legend with fear, and said in a hoarse voice: "It turned out to be Zhang Shao's gang leader, I don't know how Hong Baye has been doing recently." ”

Looking at Zhang Xiaopang again, he smiled and said, "It turned out to be good, but it was not good immediately." ”

The head of the Zhao family was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

Zhang Xiaopang said: "The master asked me to participate in this Nanshan Conference, in order to let the reputation of our beggars spread all over the world, but as soon as I arrived here, you actually insulted our beggars, and also hoped that my master and his old man were not in good health, you said that I told the master these words, he will be very angry, and then your Zhao family is afraid that you will have to bear the consequences." ”

The face of the head of the Zhao family turned purple: "I didn't!"

Zhang Xiaopang was happy: "You said that he believed me, a closed disciple, and still believed you?"