He Has a Dragon

"Young master, I don't want to kill anyone right now, so you can get as far away from me as possible, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Wang Le was drinking, without even looking at the long-faced man and the others, and spoke calmly.

At this time, he saw a long-faced man with blood all over his face, staring at Wang Le with fear in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? How dare you bully me, Jinglei Pavilion, you will be punished in due course. Get on your own feet!"

Then he saw the short warrior next to him looking at Wang Le with hatred on his face, and said in a murderous cold voice: "This Qingyuan City is my Jinglei Pavilion's territory, boy, if you don't give us four senior brothers a satisfactory explanation. , Don’t even think about leaving Qingyuan City alive today!”

As soon as he finished speaking, another warrior among the four wiped off the blood on his face, followed behind and sneered at Wang Le: "Boy, in this Qingyuan City, I will take care of you even if you are a tiger. Stay!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Le, who was eating side dishes and drinking wine happily, waiting for the other party's response.

The movement upstairs immediately alerted the guests downstairs.

Therefore, more and more guests gathered at the stairs on the second floor, and there were also many spiritual consciousnesses hovering on the second floor, all looking like they were watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.

After all, provoking the Thunder Pavilion in Qingyuan City is so rare that it is completely rare.

Since we encountered such a rare thing during the meal, of course we had to take a good look at the excitement. Anyway, we couldn't miss a piece of flesh on our body.

When more and more people were watching, Wang Le, who had always been totally different, was finally willing to look up at the long-faced man and the others, and then asked indifferently: "You can't even listen to what I just said. Do you understand?"

One of the four warriors snorted coldly: "I understand, but if you want us to leave, it's not that easy. You must give an explanation, otherwise, I, Jinglei Pavilion, will have no place to save my face!"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "For the sake of Jinglei Pavilion's face, you actually risked your lives?"

"Uh!" The four of them were suddenly startled. They quickly took two steps back and quickly opened the distance between them and Wang Le.

After all, with Wang Le's small show of skill and strength, as long as these four people were not blind, they would all know that they were no match for the young man in front of them.

When Wang Le saw this, a trace of disdain appeared on his face, and then he looked at the four guys and said, "Don't pretend to be a tough guy if you're afraid of death. I'll give you one last chance to get out of here. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave in the future."

Under the gaze of everyone, the faces of the long-faced man and others could not help but show hesitation.

At this time, these four people wanted to slap someone in the face, but they knew that they were no match. The conflicts and struggles deep in their hearts made them extremely entangled.

At this moment, a deep and deep voice suddenly resounded in everyone's ears and said: "A child with a yellow mouth who doesn't even have hair yet dares to show off in our Qingyuan City. Ignorant people are really fearless!"

When the long-faced man and others heard this voice, their faces suddenly showed ecstasy and finally relief.

Then I saw a quite crowded stairway. The crowd automatically parted to make way for a path, revealing a tall middle-aged warrior with a black cloak on his body.

An originally handsome face was completely ruined by a pair of touchingly small eyes, only as big as a slit.

Just when Wang Le noticed the tall, middle-aged warrior, he walked out of the crowd unhurriedly and came to Wang Le, who was sitting at the table by the window.

"I've met my junior uncle!"

The long-faced man and the other four people saluted and greeted the tall, middle-aged warrior in unison.

I saw the young uncle glance at the long-faced man and others, snorted to express his dissatisfaction, and then said: "It's really embarrassing for Jinglei Pavilion. I will be banned from going out for half a year when I go back!"

At this time, the long-faced man did not dare to have any doubts and nodded hurriedly.

"Can you still go back?"

Wang Le asked faintly,

It suddenly fell into everyone's ears and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Before the young uncle, the long-faced man and others could respond, Wang Le smiled softly, shook his head and said, "Of course I can't go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long-faced man stared at Wang Le and roared angrily: "My junior uncle here dares to speak so brazenly. He is so arrogant. He is simply looking for death!"

Wang Le glanced at the long-faced man, the others, and the junior uncle, and said calmly: "Are you talking too much? Even if you are the peak martial arts master of Jinglei Pavilion standing here, I will still say such things!"

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, and suddenly it was so quiet that one could hear it.

The next second, not only the five people from Jinglei Pavilion, but also the martial arts experts who were watching couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha, where did this lunatic come from? How dare you say such words that seek death."

"Although this boy's cultivation strength is good, he really overestimates his abilities by saying such arrogant words."

"This guy is not the monster Wang Le. It's really ridiculous to say such things."

………

Amidst the endless discussions and laughter, the junior uncle from Jinglei Pavilion snorted coldly, looked at Wang Le as if he were looking at a dead person, and said slowly and murderously: "Boy, you are pure You are looking for death, please give me your name, I will never kill unknown people!"

Wang Le rolled his eyes, curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter whether you retaliate or not, because you can't kill me at all."

The young uncle couldn't help laughing angrily, nodding his head and saying: "Okay! Okay! Then I'll try your skills now, you little kid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master's uncle didn't waste any time and clapped his palm directly, condescendingly landing the Heavenly Spirit Cap on Wang Le's head.

Under the wanton agitation of the palm wind, Wang Le was seen sitting on the chair without any intention of moving at all.

Until the moment when the iron palm swung by the young master uncle was only three inches away from the Tianling Gai, when some warriors couldn't help but exclaimed, suddenly everyone's eyes were blurred!

Then there was a flash of blood. When everyone reacted and finally saw clearly, they saw that the pair of chopsticks in Wang Le's hand had pierced the iron palm of the young uncle at some point, and blood splashed along the chopsticks. Go down the river.

With a muffled groan, the frightened young uncle hurriedly retreated, looking at Wang Le with eyes filled with incredible fear.

"hiss!"

The onlookers who witnessed this scene couldn't help but gasp.

Obviously, no one could have imagined such a result beforehand. The young man sitting at the table by the window was too unpredictable.

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