Chapter 162 The Heavenly King Lao Tzu has no face to give

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At least, Bu Kong wasn't so happy.

His face was very long, as if it meant rubbing Tianjin twist.

Not for anything else, because of the appearance of the classmate in the dream, the two beauties in front of him actually looked at him and had nothing!

He can not care about Miss Feifei's slurred words and cynicism, he can not care about the love of the county lord of Yuqin, but he refuses to be completely ignored.

In a person's life, being hated to the point that his heart is itchy, being cursed to the ancestral grave is smoking, and even his mother who was beaten can't recognize it, it is not a thing, at least, it shows that his life has entered the sight of others, leaving more or less traces;

As the saying goes: The saddest thing about people is not that they are used by others, but that they have no use value at all. The same principle is that they are all objects that are ignored. In order to change this situation of being left out in the cold, Bu Kong's big feet on the bench sank suddenly, and the bench broke into two sections and fell to the ground.

Facts have proved that his approach is effective, and he immediately pulled the eyes of the two beauties back, and they all looked at him with stunned expressions.

Bu Kong felt very satisfied, patted his sturdy thigh, and said: "Two girls, this is my brother's strength, my brother's leg can kick a big buffalo to death, and the people in the rivers and lakes call it 'Bu Yi', how about it, it's amazing, right?"

His eyebrows fluttered, obviously ready to share with the two beauties the glorious history of his "Bu Yijiao", but unexpectedly, the man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared beside him, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, thinking that he was dazzled, just now he was obviously a foot away, and he didn't see him moving, why did he suddenly come to his side?

The man in Tsing Yi bent down silently, picked up a bench, knocked on it in his ear, and tuk tuk, "Well, the sound quality is good, it should be porcelain in texture, good bench, good leg strength." Bu Kong looked at the man in Tsing Yi with disdain, and said: "We are hard kung fu, walking the rivers and lakes, relying on it, not like some people, no skills, just rely on a face to deceive everywhere, especially to deceive some relatively simple girls." ”

The man in Tsing Yi nodded in agreement, and then said slowly: "I've heard that striking power and resistance are two completely different concepts, which probably means that a certain person, his palm can crack the stone, but he can't stand the bricks and stones smashing his hand, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

Bu Kong pulled over a bench, stepped on the foot again, raised his head, squinted at the ceiling of 45 degrees, and a pride that looked at the world was naturally born, and said proudly: "Do you think it is the flower fist embroidered leg that goes to the rivers and lakes to sell dog skin plasters, okay, brother, let you have a long experience, see what is called a real steel leg." ”

He stretched out a finger and made a seductive emoji to the man in Tsing Yi, and said with disdain: "Come on, take the guy in your hand and smash it on my brother's leg, how much strength can be exerted." ”

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to hesitate a little and hesitated: "In this way, it doesn't seem like a good thing, in case, if your leg is broken, I don't have much money to compensate you." ”

The county lord of Yuqin actually said very cooperatively: "Yes, yes, Brother Bu, I don't think this person looks like a rich man, wearing a hat and not daring to see the crowd cowering, maybe, he is evading the creditor to collect debts!"

Seeing that the county lord of Yuqin seemed to be not afraid of big things, Miss Feifei was slightly stunned, thinking that although this is the county lord, he has a docile personality, and he never has the style and habit of bullying and arrogant of the second generation of officials.

said that she was not worried that it was fake, the county lord of Yuqin drove away several bodyguards and guards, even if she could show her signboard once it happened, but, these Jianghu people who are used to selling wild things, they will not care if you are the county lord or not, you can eat, you will take it all according to the order, and you will not spit out bones.

Moreover, although Miss Fei Fei was not very satisfied with the farewell of the people in Tsing Yi, when it came to life, those impolite behaviors were just a trivial thing. She really had to do what if the Tsing Yi man smashed someone's leg?

The so-called concern is chaotic, she doesn't want to think about it, is the leg of Bu Street so fragile, if the people in Tsing Yi can smash it, how powerful is it? !

The facts have once again verified how amazing a woman's intuition is!

It's just that she guessed the beginning, but she didn't guess the result.

The beginning is like this-Seeing the appearance of classmate Meng, Bu Kong laughed and said: "It's okay, Hugh said that you can break my leg I think I am unlucky and will not let you pay a copper plate, even if I shouted bitterly, it will be considered my loss, and I will give you five taels of silver." Come on, boy, your chance to make a fortune has arrived. ”

Meng took two steps slowly, holding the half of the bench with both hands, and gestured a few times on the leg that Bukong stepped on the bench, as if looking for the best cutting point, and then lowered his head and said solemnly: "Are you sure?

Bu Kong laughed and said: "Big husband, once you say it, it's hard to chase the horse!"

Peng!

Without warning, the broken bench in the hand of classmate Meng knocked on Bu Kong's knee, and the knee and the calf below the knee were almost smashed into meat sauce, poor Bu Kong suddenly fell to his knees on one leg weightlessly, he seemed to be stupid, and stupidly touched the piece that no longer existed, and just felt that he had pinched some meat sauce like a rotten thing through the tentacles of his pants, and his face was slowly replaced with fear and despair, and then he suddenly screamed heartbreakingly!

The result is that classmate Meng followed with another slap on the bench, Bu Kong shut up, he couldn't do it if he didn't shut up, almost all his teeth were smashed, his nose was basically in a plane plan with his face, and the originally slightly protruding forehead was not only completely flattened, but also showed a blur of flesh and blood, which was clearly smashed alive.

In this way, if he can still be called, it is estimated that he should be a god, not a man.

Bu died empty.

The entire guest hall was quiet, as if no one was willing to break this precious tranquility.

It's just that more than ten or twenty pairs of eyes are staring at Meng in a daze, as if they accidentally witnessed the Jurassic dinosaur crossing in a zoo.

Classmate Meng didn't seem to have happened, he bent down, holding the broken bench in one hand, and rummaging through Bukong's pocket with the other, as if he whispered softly: "You said, if you scream in pain, you have to lose five taels of silver, although the time you call is a little too long, it is not without suspicion of cheating, but I am still more particular, so I will charge you five taels of silver." ”

Classmate Meng really took out an ingot of five taels of silver, and then slowly stood up. Slowly walked to the side of Lao Chang and the filial son, standing coldly in front of the two tables, looking at the eighteen people coldly.

There is not a hint of murder. He didn't look like he was going to kill.

However, before that, no one could see that he had the intention of killing Bukong.

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The county lord of Yuqin and Miss Feifei threw up on the table.

The young man couldn't hold his breath, the filial son slapped the table, stood up, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Classmate Meng glanced at him coldly and said, "You are Chen Menglong's son Shen Kuan?"

Xiaozi was slightly stunned and said, "You know me?"

Meng smiled, his laughter was a little harsh, as if someone was holding a metal utensil in his ear and slowly rubbing it, making people feel sour and uncomfortable that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Then, just when everyone felt that a strong wind seemed to be passing in front of them, there was a crisp sound of "poof", as if some irresponsible adult handed over a big watermelon to his little boy who couldn't stand the gravity load and suddenly fell to the ground.

When the crisp sound sounded, many people's eyes and faces were splashed by steaming things, and after wiping it, it felt sticky and slippery.

The filial son Shen Kuan's entire head was gone, and it was covered in the shape of a meatloaf in his neck cavity, which was very tightly blocking the blood that should have been blowing out. And his physical state remained unchanged, twisting half of his body to the outside, his right hand still pressed on the table, if something was used to cover his head, it can be asserted that no one dared to say that he was already a man who had been cut off from life.

Meng didn't know when he had returned to his original position, he was still so quiet, his eyes were still so cold, as if his life emoji had all been lost, and only cold and ruthless remained.

Shen Kuan's table was obviously all from the Shen family, their leader was killed, they should have been indignant and indignant to avenge their captain, at least, they should have taken the sword or something else, but they took it, but they took it, but the fingers trembled, and the sword fell to the ground.

Don't laugh at them.

It's not that they're timid, it's not that they're less knowledgeable about killing scenes.

Even Xiang Chang, who is known for his cruelty and viciousness, has eagle eyes wide open, looking at his dream classmate with fear.

Bloody battles, even if you are defeated, you will not regret death.

However, this man in Tsing Yi is like a madman, he has ruthlessly deprived others of the opportunity to struggle, fight, and even struggle!

In other words, in his eyes, they were just kneeling under his heels, and some people waiting to be executed had no chance to defend themselves.

Obviously, this man in Tsing Yi is so domineering!

Lao Chang took a deep breath and said slowly: "Your Excellency, you might as well speak up and give us an understanding." ”

He sighed in his heart, once upon a time, the master of the Five Poisons Sect, Chang Wuxin, who was vicious and well-known in southern Xinjiang, actually had a clear desire to die. The indescribable despondency of the old tone, a trace of the sadness and helplessness of the hero's end, makes people gloomy.

Classmate Meng snorted softly, Shen family, I will return the sword, but I don't know what to do, and follow a little kid to compete with me? Well, I won't let the Shen family down. As for you, you are often non-toxic, so not majestic, from southern Xinjiang to Kanto, Guanshan thousands of miles, really righteous, very good, I will personally reason with Cui Rosa, who gave her little lady the courage to dare to touch me!"

Lao Chang's eyes opened suddenly, and he said, "The Feng family brothers and sisters are your people?!"

There was a strong sense of guilt and grief in the eyes of classmate Meng, and they all blamed themselves, why did they mention the matter of going home to them?

If, in terms of the martial arts of the Feng family brothers and sisters, these people may not be able to get them, but it is precisely because they have raised their families that they suddenly have worries in their hearts and are uncertain, so they are so caught up in their plots.

Meng sighed: "In my previous life, I swore to defend my motherland without complaint or regret, and in this life, I want to protect everyone around me. Whoever violates my bottom line, even if it is the king of heaven, will not have face to give!"

Although Lao Chang didn't understand what he messed up about his past and present life, he could also hear that this man in Tsing Yi was a typical dictator of the rivers and lakes who only allowed the state officials to set fires and not allowed the people to light lamps.

"Why?" the corners of Classmate Meng's mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold cruel smile, and then, slowly, step by step, he walked towards normal.