Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Chapter 85: Exceptional Eastern Ying people

"You bastard, call your royal chef and serve our Tianfengjun for dinner."

On the second floor of Fugui Residence, a man from Dongying dressed in a kimono, grabbed the shop assistant by the neck and swung it around, swearing loudly and loudly.

The surrounding diners couldn't help but whispered.

"Why are the people of Dongying so arrogant?"

"Isn't this bullying!"

"You don't even know how to do as the locals do!"

…

Of course, there is no lack of rationality among them, clamoring for the unreasonableness of wealthy residences.

"Hmph, it's unreasonable to open a restaurant and only cook three tables a day. What's wrong with people saying it?"

"That's right! The Royal Chef is amazing, isn't he just a cook!"

…

A man resisted and scolded: "It's not reasonable to fart, and it's not the turn of a Dongying devil to come here to bully people."

Everyone in the arena was stunned by the man's words, and even the little devil who was looking for trouble was stunned and asked, "What kind of work are you doing?"

"I'm nothing, I just can't stand you bullying people!" the man said angrily.

There were a total of eight Dongying people present, except for Tian Feng who never moved, the remaining seven people let go of the second shopkeeper and surrounded the men.

"It's over, let him come forward, this is miserable."

"Where's the store? Why don't you hurry up and report to the officer?"

"Bullshit, they are from Dongying, the government doesn't care."

…

The man has dark skin and strong muscles, but he is not afraid. He said solemnly, "What do you want to do?"

"You bastard, we Dongying people do things, how dare you manage?"

The man from Dongying who bullied the second shopkeeper earlier, with fierce eyes, punched the man in the chest.

The man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party said he would do it, but fortunately he didn't respond slowly, and he quickly covered his chest with his hands.

The other Dongying people sneered, relying on the large number of people, they did not hesitate to make a sneak attack, rushing to attack the man's key points.

After a while, the man was beaten to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

When the diners around saw this, not only did no one stop them, but they all backed away in fright, for fear of getting blood stains.

"Haha, you Song people are really bad."

The Dongying people proudly stepped on the man's head and slowly drew out the long knife from his waist.

When the others saw this, their eyes straightened.

"What is he going to do?"

"It's not about killing, is it?"

"This is the realm of our Song Kingdom!"

…

Dongying people listened to the words of the surrounding diners, not only did not have any scruples, but became more arrogant, raised the long sword in their hands high, and shouted:

"This is the price of offending our Dongying people!"

Done.

Everyone in the field knew that the man was helpless.

Their eyes scanned the others, hoping that someone would come forward and save the poor man.

When everyone thinks so.

It is destined that no one will be the first to shoot.

"Pfft!"

The blood flew and splashed in the air.

There was a scream that followed, and a bamboo and wooden chopstick was seen on the wrist of the Dongying man, and the blood from the head of the chopstick "tick, tick" fell to the ground!

"Bastard! Who attacked me!"

"Fuck your mother, you are the bastard!"

Bao Different scolded, and took the lead to walk towards the Dongying people, blocking the man in front of him.

And Murong Fu and the others walked down the stairs unhurriedly.

Several people from Dongying saw that the visitor was not good, and one by one, they rushed behind the Tianfengjun and asked:

"What are you working on?"

"Those who dare to hurt us?"

Murong Fu glanced at the Dongying people in disgust, and said disdainfully:

"roll!"

Everyone saw that Murong Fu was personable and elegant, but his mouth was extremely domineering.

There are speculations about his true identity.

Among them, a sharp-eyed person who was fortunate enough to meet Murong Fu once, shouted as if offering a treasure, "It's Murong Fu, Young Master Murong!"

"I said who has such an arrogance and dares to say that the people of Dongying get out, it turns out to be Young Master Murong."

"Now that person is saved!"

…

The Dongying people looked at Murong Fu fearfully and said, "Are you Nan Murong?"

"What kind of thing are you, you are also worthy to ask my son's name?" Bao Different said disdainfully.

The Dongying people suddenly looked ugly and did not dare to speak.

The lord in front of him was the one who dared to kill even the Yuan people.

Killing a few of them is probably the same as killing a few ants.

"Haha, so you are Nan Murong. I didn't expect to see you as soon as I came to Gusu City." The seated Tian Fengjun finally spoke up.

"Tianfeng Shirou? A master of Dongying Grandmaster?" Murong Fu said casually.

Tianfeng Shirou was stunned for a moment, and his momentum instantly broke a little: "Could it be that you are waiting for me here on purpose?"

Dongying people are naturally suspicious, so he came to kill Murong Fu, normally no one should know.

But now Murong Fu called out his name very indifferently.

Let Tianfeng Shirou think that this is a trap!

"You really disappointed me. I thought Dongying's Grandmaster Martial Artist was amazing, but that's it." Murong Fu's eyesight now, seeing the other party's momentum vent, shook his head,

"you…"

Shirou Tianfeng was at a loss for words. The duel between the masters was all about pulling one hair and moving the whole body.

He called out his name because of Murong Fu, breaking his own power.

If you force a shot today, you will definitely lose.

"I lost today, but if you can call my name, you should know the purpose of my coming."

"Hehe, it's nothing more than a dog raised by Yuan Ren, trying to take my life, right?" Murong Fu said disdainfully.

The last time he was chased by Falun Dafa King Jinlun and ran around the world, he hated it for a long time.

However, King Jinlun was expelled from Song by Wu Jue.

It is said that he was killed by Zhou Botong in a clever thousand years.

He couldn't take care of himself in March, and since then he has never appeared in the Song Kingdom again.

If you want revenge, you will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Therefore, he had already decided to vent this evil anger in Tianfeng Shirou.

Shirou Tianfeng frowned when he heard Murong Fu's words.

The other party knew exactly what he was doing.

"How did you know?"

"Hmph, I already knew when you first boarded Song Guo's ship." Murong Fu said casually.

"Today, I'm not feeling well, how many days will I dare to fight on the Double Ninth Festival?" Shirou Tianfeng was cold, and he became more and more convinced that this was a trap to kill himself.

"Can!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, but he did not expect this Tianfeng Shishilang to be so cautious.

Shirou Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that the people of Song country are good-natured.

Even so good, he gave up the opportunity to besiege himself.

He bowed and turned to leave.

"You can go, but you can't go with these hurtful bastards." Murong said coldly.

The heartbeats of the people who had relaxed before suddenly increased sharply.

"Young Master Murong, what do you mean?" Shirou Tianfeng said solemnly.

"In the territory of our country of Song, people have to be compensated for their injuries," Murong Fu said.

The Dongying people breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously took out the purse from his waist.

However, Murong Fu's second half sentence completely made him despair.

"but."