1941: C1941 "Kid, get the hell down!"

C1941 "Kid, get the hell down!"

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

The old man released a palm full of spirit energy and struck it towards Yang Liefeng. Yang Liefeng had long ago been burning with anger, so after his fist contained the power of a Chaos Bloodline, he directly punched the old man's palm, exploding the spirit energy on his palm and breaking the old man's wrist. After the sound of his bones breaking, the old man's miserable scream rang out.

"A mere Nine-Star Martial Master dares to be so impudent, it's simply laughable!" Yang Liefeng retracted his fist and said coldly.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts! You hit the old man, you hit the old man, you're embarrassing yourself!" The old man held onto his severed arm and continuously cried out.

Yang Liefeng's eyes were dense with disgust, and he said coldly: Hit the old one, so what if you hit them, you're an old one, you should hit them, for warriors, the older you are, the stronger you are, the more powerful the Nine-Star Martial Master is, you can see how much trash you are, not only are you strength and trash, your character is also despicable, and unworthy of being old. If it weren't for your wife being reasonable and also pitiful, let's not talk about hitting you, so what if we kill you!

Upon hearing the word "kill", fear appeared in the eyes of the old man who was intending to act rashly immediately. He was scared to the point that he didn't dare to act rashly anymore!

"Don't, don't kill me, I was wrong, I was wrong, I know my wrongs," the old man seemed to be worried that Yang Liefeng would get angry and kill him.

"Meeting me can be considered to be good luck. If you offended someone else, perhaps you would have long since been cold." Yang Liefeng said coldly. He never looked down on bullying the weak.

"Many, thank you." The old man's mouth quivered in gratitude as he replied.

"Geezer, we're where you want to go." The coachman's voice suddenly rang out, and the carriage came to a halt.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up and he quickly pulled his wife out of the carriage.

With a wave of his hand, a spirit stone appeared in Yang Liefeng's Qiankun bag.

"Little bastard, you dare to hit laozi? Your family will die a horrible death! I wish your mother ten thousand people will die!"

whoosh *

"Bang!"

"Ah, old man!"

Not long after the old man and the old woman left the carriage, a malicious curse could be heard outside the carriage. Yang Liefeng immediately instigated the power of the Chaos Bloodline, and a Spirit Stone flew out, smashing into the old man's forehead with a speed like a gust of wind. The old man was cursing right now, but was suddenly struck on his forehead by a Spirit Stone, causing him to immediately bite his tongue and spurt out blood from his mouth.

"Young man, you don't seem to be weak!" Inside the carriage, the fat middle-aged woman said as she looked at Yang Liefeng. Although she did not sense any spirit energy undulations from Yang Liefeng's body, but it could be seen that Yang Liefeng was at least a Martial King Cultivator.

"It's normal. However, you can't be too polite to a person with a dirty mouth." Yang Liefeng said.

Hearing this, Hu Qingqing's face turned red and blue. He lowered his head slightly as a cold glint flashed across his eyes, emitting a faint killing intent.

However, it was this faint killing intent that was detected by Yang Liefeng. Yang Liefeng's eyes immediately focused as a cold light flashed, looking at Hu Qingqing, and thought to himself: "Looks like, I really have to be ruthless as a person!"

"Little girl, what do you think about this young man? He's not much older than you, about 20 years old, how handsome he is, his body looks sturdy, and he's not weak either. Do you want to keep an eye on him?" The fat middle-aged woman said to Tang Xinrui as she looked at him.

When Tang Xinrui heard this, her beautiful eyes fiercely shook, and her eyes widened a little. Her pretty face that was young and immature immediately flushed.

"Aunt, are you a matchmaker? You want to tie strings whenever you see someone? "Look at his little sister blushing when she said that." Gong Qianye said to the fat middle aged woman.

The fat middle-aged woman smiled and said, "I saw that the two of them were very compatible, so I made a suggestion. How could they be matchmaker?"

"Hee hee, I also feel that the two of them are quite suitable." Yan Yan chuckled and said.

"Xiao Yan" Tang Xinrui blushed as she protested coquettishly.

"Did you see that? That girl also felt that it was appropriate." Fatty woman laughed and said.

"Whether they are suitable or not is not something that you guys are in charge of. You need both of them to be willing." Gong Qianye's eyes slightly trembled as she replied.0

"Therefore, I'm not asking for the girl's opinion first. There are people who want to chase after a girl. As long as the girl agrees, this matter is basically settled!" The fat middle-aged woman said with a smile as she looked very experienced.

After Gong Qianye heard this, her beautiful eyes wavered, as she silently thought in her heart: "Is it really so? Why do I feel that this is not the case? If I were to openly chase after Little Brother Feng, would I be able to do so? "

"Xiaolei, this is such a good opportunity, hurry up and say your piece!" Seeing that Tang Xinrui remained silent for a long time, Yan Yan finally spoke to him.

"Little Yan, I, I can't say it." Tang Xinrui's face was red, One Line Transmission replied.

"How about, I'll help you out. It just so happens that there are less than three people in the car now." Yan Yan asked.

Just as Yan Yan finished speaking, the carriage also stopped, the coachman's voice sounded, "There are three empty spaces in the carriage."

As the voice of the coachman faded, three people entered the carriage. Two women and a man, both young and dressed in ordinary attire.

After the three of them entered the carriage, two women sat in the back, and the man sat in the empty seat beside Yang Liefeng.

Due to the sudden appearance of these three people, their previous conversation was naturally interrupted.

"It's full!" The voice of the wagon driver suddenly sounded out.

"Is it really too full to squeeze?" A series of heavy footsteps sounded out, and a rough voice sounded out from outside the carriage.

"If your seat is really full, why would I lie to you? Moreover, if you want to squeeze, you have to be slim. Maybe you can squeeze in. How can you squeeze in such a big fellow like me?" The carriage driver's voice sounded once more.

"Let me take a look." The low and rough voice sounded once more.

"Ai ai."

The coachman's voice rang out, and immediately after, the curtains of the carriage were lifted, and a large, red face covered with a thick beard appeared within the carriage. Everyone's eyes were on this face.

On his red face, a pair of bull-like, large, and soulless eyes swept over everyone in the carriage, and finally landed on Yang Liefeng's body. The corner of his mouth formed an evil smile, and he said to Yang Liefeng: "Kid, scram!"

Yang Liefeng's eyes instantly narrowed as a cold light flashed within. Gong Qianye did the same.

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