Seeing that the young man was knocked unconscious by Dong Chengyuan, Pei Wenjie didn't care, but his right hand, which was holding the hair of the old man, raised it violently, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, right? Tell these people inside, who are these bonuses in my hand?"

A trace of anger flashed in Dong Chengyuan's eyes, and he said loudly: "Pei Wenjie! Killing people is not enough, I still respect you as a good man in vain, I didn't expect it to be so despicable, it's even inferior to a beast!"

Pei Wenjie held the old man's hair in one hand, and gently whipped the old man's face with a whip in the other, not caring about Dong Chengyuan's contempt: "Hehe, your Pei Ye is good at this, if you don't like it, just come out yourself, don't be a saint in it!"

To be honest, Pei Wenjie is quite disdainful of Dong Chengyuan, in terms of guts, the two are both congenital, but they dare not fight to the death with themselves. In terms of righteousness, they were originally a group of five people, but at this time, only the three of them were in this inn, and the other two died in the dense forest in order to fight for their lives, no matter whether the two people left behind were voluntary or not, Pei Wenjie still looked down on him.

And now, although Dong Chengyuan shows a chivalrous face, he only dares to scold inside, and does not dare to come out to save the old man in his hands!

In his opinion, Dong Chengyuan, the famous handler of the broken river, is not as good as the fledgling boy in his family. Although he is reckless and upright, at least he is really hot-blooded and chivalrous, although in Pei Wenjie's opinion, he is just as stupid!

Just when Dong Chengyuan's face was red and his anger was surging, Uncle Zhang, who was carried by Pei Wenjie in his hand, struggled to speak: "King, king, those things are yours, and they have nothing to do with Xiao Lao, you can do it and let Xiao Lao's family go." ”

There was a tear at the corner of the old man's mouth, and when he spoke at this time, there was only deep fear in his eyes, for this demon king who ruled the life and death of his whole family, he no longer had the slightest resentment, at least for now, he only had fear in his heart!

"Hahaha, did you hear it, that batch of bonuses is Lao Tzu!" When the old man finished saying what he should say, Pei Wenjie laughed happily a few times, and threw the old man behind him casually. Uh...".

"Brute!"

Dong Chengyuan shouted angrily, and a layer of blue waves like the sea appeared on his palms, and he was about to walk towards the outside of the inn, but before he could reach the door, he stopped again. The innate palm power on both palms could only slash at the minions behind Pei Wenjie in the air, but they were scattered by Pei Wenjie casually, leaving only a few sounds.

Pei Wenjie glanced at Dong Chengyuan with disdain, and then said to Wu Yunpeng, who was eating peanuts: "This shopkeeper, you just heard it, it's not me Zhu Yeqing who has bad rules, but this guy in your inn! According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you don't need to take them in like this!"

Putting the peeled peanuts in his hand into his mouth, Wu Yunpeng patted the peanut coat left on his hand, looked up at Pei Wenjie outside the inn, and said lazily: "It's my business! This is an 'inn', and the rules to abide by are also the rules of our 'inn'! As for your bullshit rules in the rivers and lakes, you can't control it here, understand? boy!"

Wu Yunpeng's voice changed from lazy to severe, and finally sprayed out of the inn like a knife, although he also looked down on Dong Chengyuan inside the inn, but he was even more unaccustomed to Pei Wenjie's approach outside the house! If it weren't for the rules that Ye Fan set for the inn that day, he probably couldn't help but rush out and teach these mountain bandits how to behave!

He also kills people, and even if you really count it, Wu Yunpeng has killed more people than these mountain bandits outside combined, but the people he killed are all gangsters on the rivers and lakes, not to mention whether they should be killed or not, at least they are all masters who exchange their heads for money, and they can't complain about others when they die!

But this Pei Wenjie is not like this, he kills people just because he enjoys, because he wants to kill, and there is no reason to kill, and there is no bottom line!

"Grass! I really thought that Lao Tzu was afraid that you would not be able to die if you were old!" Pei Wenjie's eyes shrank suddenly, his cold pupils stood up like a poisonous snake, and he was cold-blooded but also crazy!

"Huh!"

A chuckle came, Pei Wenjie couldn't bear it anymore, waved his left hand holding the whip forward, and shouted: "Rush, rush in for me, and demolish this inn with that old immortal!"

He could see clearly that all the peanuts in front of Wu Yunpeng had been eaten by him, in other words, they no longer needed to worry about the terrifying red secret weapon!

Seeing the bandits rushing towards the cottage, Dong Chengyuan, who was standing near the door, subconsciously stepped back, wanting to avoid its edge before making plans.

But just as he was half-receding, a chuckle sounded in his ears, and then he saw that the innkeeper who looked like Maitreya Buddha was already like a big gray bird, flying past him, and crashed directly into the mountain bandits, with a pair of fleshy palms with a dark red luster, flying between the crowd.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu was originally afraid that you turtle bastards would shrink their eggs and run away! But now that you dare to break my son-in-law's rules, then stay all!"

A pair of fleshy palms continue to fly in the crowd, a moment into a fist, a moment into a palm, a moment into a claw, just a few breaths, rushed to the front of the five minions were all lifted out, except for the first one only broke an arm, the other four people flew out when they flew out, they were already out of breath, and they couldn't die anymore!

"It's good to come!"

Seeing Wu Yunpeng rushing into the mountain bandits and killing all directions, Pei Wenjie not only was not angry, but a trace of joy flashed in his heart, this "secret weapon master" was willing to give up his own advantages and rush into the crowd to fight closely, how could he let go of this great opportunity. However, when he dodged and rushed into the battle group, he still left a little caution, beware of Dong Chengyuan rushing to attack him from behind!

As soon as they fought, Wu Yunpeng killed and injured five minions one after another, and this kind of power frightened the mountain bandits who rushed over a little slowly, and it was not until their leader rushed over that he raised the courage to surround the two.

seems to be stained with human blood, Wu Yunpeng's originally amiable and smiling face like Maitreya, although he was still smiling at this time, there was a trace of evil between his eyebrows.

After Pei Wenjie rushed to Wu Yunpeng's side, the long whip in his hand was raised back violently, with a whistling sound, and his head was pumped towards Wu Yunpeng's neck, and the whip body made of cow tendon kneading and snake demon skin exploded violently in mid-air, bringing a piercing sound of breaking the air, if this whip was whipped on the body, the miserable degree would be no less than being Lingchi!

Seeing the snake whip coming, a trace of bewitching black light flashed in Wu Yunpeng's eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the five fingers of his left hand formed an eagle's claw, not dodging or dodging, and directly grabbed the long whip that fell in mid-air, as if he wanted to take Pei Wenjie's unique weapon with his own flesh and blood.

"Look for death!"

Being so underestimated by Wu Yunpeng, Rao was Pei Wenjie's insidious and vicious temperament, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of anger, and the long whip, which originally still had three points of strength, suddenly accelerated, turning into a three-meter-long turquoise snake knife, slashing towards Wu Yunpeng's left hand, vowing to cut him off with a "knife"!

Seeing the change of the long whip in Pei Wenjie's hand, Wu Yunpeng's squinted eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of fine light, turning into the five fingers of the eagle's claws, and violently shot out five black rays of three inches long, and when the long whip was approaching, a loud eagle whistle sounded fiercely from between the five fingers.

At the same time, an iron-clawed goshawk's phantom appeared behind Wu Yunpeng, and an eagle claw glowing with a cold cold light poked forward, coinciding with Wu Yunpeng's left hand, and at the same time grabbed the long whip that fell in mid-air.

"Not good!"

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one! Just a hand-to-hand, Pei Wenjie knew that he was wrong, what kind of shopkeeper was the "secret weapon master", looking at the posture of the eagle claw, his claw skills were far above the hidden weapon!

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, Wu Yunpeng's eagle claws landed on the snake whip, and five eagle claws like steel and iron swiped little by little on the long knife turned into the snake whip, like a goshawk predator, firmly grasping the snake whip in his palm.

"Leave me!"

Seeing that the weapon was about to be snatched, a trace of red appeared between Pei Wenjie's eyes, and the true yuan in his body suddenly surged towards the snake whip.

With the influx of Zhenyuan, the long whip that was originally like a dead snake, which was caught in Wu Yunpeng's palm, shook violently, and the snake scales wrapped on the outside of the long whip stood up one by one, like a serrated steel knife, quickly rotated and cut in Wu Yunpeng's palm, bringing up a spark.

"Whew!"

With the fierce struggle of the long whip, Wu Yunpeng's eagle claw on it couldn't help but leak a gap slightly, and the long whip, which was originally like a dead snake, suddenly turned into a loach, and rushed out quickly along the gap.

"Interesting!"

A drop of red blood dripped down Wu Yunpeng's left hand, but he didn't care, but looked at the long whip in Pei Wenjie's hand with interest. In fact, in the fight just now, he has completely gained the upper hand, if what Pei Wenjie is holding in his hand is not this Qimen snake whip, but an ordinary soft whip, I am afraid that he has already taken it by now.

However, even if this snake whip is magical, taking advantage of his momentary unpreparedness to hurt his palm, Wu Yunpeng doesn't care, even if his injuries have not healed now, and he has not recovered the strength of the middle stage of soul condensation, but if he wants to pinch a miscellaneous snake like Pei Wenjie to death, there is still no problem.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, who really wants to get involved in our affairs?"

Although it seems to have a slight upper hand, Pei Wenjie also understands that he is just taking advantage of the weapons in his hand, and when the other party pays attention, he will not be able to please!

It can even be said that if the two of them fight to the death, nine out of ten of the dead people will be themselves! But Pei Wenjie is not worried now, because the other party has already been injured, even if it is just an insignificant small hole!