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Chen Xing squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Zhiyong's triangular eyes without speaking. If you can't answer this kind of words, you will appear inferior if you answer them, but if you don't answer, you will appear timid and fearful.

In a dilemma, Ye Yang Qingyan suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of Chen Xing.

"Little dwarf, how is my brother-in-law, what does it have to do with you!"

She saw her with one hand in her waist, one finger at Yang Zhiyong, her willow eyebrows were erect, her apricot eyes widened, and she yelled loudly. The red hair is like fire, the red lips are like blood, and the whole body is full of fierce energy.

This rebuke, like the sound of nature, made Chen Xing feel at ease, and almost couldn't help rushing up and kissed her hard. When I was thirsty, I had water to drink, and when I was sleepy, there was a pillow. This business of buying big and getting small is no worse than that of the anti-fire rune.

Yang Zhiyong's face was red and white, and he clenched his fists. After holding back for a long time, he said, "I'm talking to him, not you." Ye Yang's family is the first family of Gray Point City, which is stronger than their Yang family. No matter how mad, he dare not offend easily. Then he looked at Chen Xing and provocatively said, "I want to compete with you, dare you?"

While speaking, Yang Zhiyong's focus sank and pulled away.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xing immediately pulled Ye Yang Qingyan behind him. Although most of his attributes are inferior to the opponent, it is a man's nature to protect women, and Chen Xing is no exception.

"Brother-in-law, beat him!" Ye Yang Qingyan raised her fist and yelled.

Ye Yang Bailiu frowned, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. She knew that Chen Xing's "augmentation method" could only be used once every once in a while. It was used up when saving the little girl just now, and now it will definitely suffer a loss when fighting.

Chen Xing turned his body to his side, watching Yang Zhiyong, arched and bent, ready to go. He is now riding a tiger with difficulty, fighting a lot of trouble, shrinking and losing face. Yang Zhiyong's triangular eyes are like poisonous snakes, staring at him, and if there is a flaw, he will attack.

Seeing the fighting here, the people attending the banquet looked over, and the whole hall fell into silence.

A middle-aged man wearing a red coat and black leather boots pushed away from the crowd and walked out. It was Shade Sinclair, the mayor of Orchid Town.

Seeing the posture of the two, the mayor blew his mustache, "What are you doing!"

"Young people, don't go to the banquet, what fight!" The mayor said with a straight face, and then beckoned to the crowd of onlookers, "It's gone, it's all gone, each has its own way, it's time to dance. Dancing, drinking, drinking..."

"A little baron in a fringe town, dare to take care of the little master's affairs and look for death!" Yang Zhiyong yelled and interrupted the mayor.

The mayor shook his whole body and slowly turned around. His movements were stiff, like a rusty robot, with all the joints extremely jerky. There was an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.

"You, you..." Maybe because he was too excited, the mayor even forgot his image, habitually holding his orchid fingers, shaking his hands, pointing at Yang Zhiyong and asking, "You, what did you say?"

"Say you little baron, take care of your business!" Yang Zhiyong raised his head and repeated.

"What, you said I'm nosy!" The mayor was so angry, "This is my territory, I'm nosy!"

"What about the territory?" Yang Zhiyong sneered, and did not put the mayor in his eyes at all. Suddenly his face sank, and he shouted coldly, "Be careful, I will go back and complain to you, and I took your title!"

"Huangkou Xiaoer!" The mayor rushed forward in anger, strode forward, "How can you pick the title of this town?"

While speaking, the mayor's momentum soared in vain, his red clothes swelled, and hunting noises. Yang Zhiyong's face paled, and he backed away one after another. At this moment, the black-robed old man turned into a black shadow and stood in front of the young master.

"Bold Xia De, dare to offend my Gray Point City Yang family!"

The black-robed old man shouted sharply, his voice was sharp and hoarse, as if his nails were scratching the glass, making people feel uncomfortable.

"What about the Yang family!" The mayor said in a deep voice, with undiminished momentum, "Is it your Yang family, or the law of the kingdom!"

In the laws of the United Kingdom of Ambergris River, the title of the nobility of the territory can only be granted and taken back by the principal of the principality above the marquis. At the same time, the law also stipulated the rights and obligations of the territorial nobles.

Within the territory, the king is sacred and inviolable.

Yang Zhiyong and the black-robed old man were taken aback at the same time, and they were afraid to answer. Before the laws of the kingdom, the Yang family were nothing but ants. Moreover, as a powerful family and a vested interest in the laws of the kingdom, they will never openly deny the authority of the law.

Seeing that the two were suppressed, the mayor smiled slightly, took the cigar out of his coat pocket, lit it, took a sip, and exhaled a large cloud of white smoke.

"What about the Moore's house in Crow City?"

Suddenly, a calm voice sounded in the corner of the hall.

"What about our Luo family in Gray Point City?" "Add our Zhang family in Gray Point City?"

Two voices sounded one after another, one feminine and the other rough.

The mayor's smile condensed on his face, and the cigar clicked and fell to the ground, sparks splashed everywhere.

"My lord, forget it, forget it..." A fair-skinned young man ran out of the crowd, clutching the mayor's sleeve and pulling it back desperately.

"I, I..." The mayor was trembling with anger, his whole body stiff, like a broken robot doll.

"They are all big shots, you are just a little baron, you can't beat them." Xiao Wu persuaded, while pulling the mayor out of everyone's sight.

After the mayor left, Yang Zhiyong gave a sneer, turned his head to look at Chen Xing, pointed his finger at him, and his triangular eyes were fierce: "Coming to fight!"

"You are so tall!" A clear drink, clear and crisp. Ye Yangqingyan put her arms around her chest and said loudly, "Why does my brother-in-law want to fight you? Get out, if your hands are itchy, play sandbags yourself!"

"Our captain was injured while exploring, it is not convenient for the competition, please go back." Ye Yang Bailiu walked to Chen Xing's side and said blankly.

"You have to fight, and you have to fight if you don't." The black-robed old man shook his body and forced him to come over. Chen Xing only felt the pressure on his face, and his scalp was very tingling. Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and the pressure was suddenly reduced. Looking fixedly, the third uncle stood in front of him.

"Ye Lao San, what do you mean?" the black robe old man asked, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

"This Young Master Chen is a distinguished guest of our Ye Yang family." San Shugong said slowly, with a calm expression but unquestionable tone.

"Master Chen?" The black robe old man asked in doubt.

"Yes, the Chen family in the Eastern Continent, Master Chen." San Shugong said.

As soon as the voice fell, except for Zhang Meng and Luo Shaoqing who were known beforehand, Roy and Yang Zhiyong were shocked. Probably unexpectedly, Chen Xing, like them, is the child of a family of powerful families.

"What are you talking about, Eastern Continent Chen Family, hahahahahahaha!" The black-robed old man suddenly laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Old Black, what are you laughing at!" The third uncle shouted with an angry face.

"Eastern Continent Chen family, hahaha, Eastern Continent Chen family, hahaha..." The black-robed old man smiled for a long while, suddenly showing a vicious face, his sunken eyes flashed with dim light, and he said in a sharp voice, "surname Chen There are a lot of people, but there is only one Chen family in the East Continent, but..." He paused, looking at Chen Xing, with a gloomy look, "Yanling City was broken twenty years ago and it was long gone!"

Chen Xing's heart was beating wildly. Although there was no expression on his face, the cold sweat instantly wetted his back.

"You, do you have evidence?" San Shugong's face condensed, and asked in disbelief. The guest from the Yang family came from the Eastern Continent.

"Yanling Chen family's thunder snake hand, can he know?" The black robe old man folded his hands, raised his head, and asked confidently.

"Master Chen..." Third Uncle's expression turned a little ugly, and he reached out his hand and made a "please" gesture. The meaning is very clear, let him show the family martial arts.

"What he said, is what he said is true!" Ye Yang Qingyan's eyes widened, and she grabbed Chen Xing by the corner of his clothes. The waves of the eyes are like water, reflecting the calm face.