Metropolitan Super Deity

The security guards smiled smugly.

"Little girl, no matter how crazy you are, weren't you very capable just now?"

There was finally a hint of fear in the girl's eyes, and she began to retreat slowly.

However, the security guards had already surrounded her in advance.

The girl took out the fruit knife hidden in her pocket, held the knife in both hands, and looked around cautiously.

Everyone knows what will happen to the girl once she is caught, but no one dares to come forward because they know that they do not have the strength to draw a sword to help.

The security guards slowly closed their ranks and surrounded the girl tightly. Some security guards even took out their sticks.

When he came to the girl, a security guard behind him raised the stick in his hand and hit the girl's wrist hard.

The stick whizzed down in the air, and as expected, the girl's arm, as white as a tender lotus root, would be ruthlessly smashed in the next second.

But just a second ago, a slender hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the security guard's arm.

The girl's pupils were dilated and her face was full of disbelief.

That snow-white figure brought countless memories to mind, and the girl's big eyes were dimmed with a layer of light mist in an instant.

The corner of the young man's mouth raised a slight arc.

"What? Are you scared out of your mind?"

The girl wiped away her tears, pouted her little mouth and said arrogantly:

"No!"

The security guards frowned and roared:

"Fuck! Brat, where did you get out of here? Do you want to die if you dare to ruin our good deeds?"

The young man didn't reply, he just squeezed lightly, and the arm in his hand was broken in an instant like noodles!

"Ahhhh——!"

The security guard screamed repeatedly, and the young man had a look of impatience on his face.

"Noisy."

He grabbed the opponent's swing stick, raised his hand and struck the opponent's jaw with the stick, causing him to faint. The remaining security guards immediately took action ferociously, but the young man was extremely fast. He pulled the girl and dodged a swing of the stick. He raised his leg and kicked the man away. He waved the stick and attacked twice, smashing two heads. The remaining Who dares to come up to the security guard? Each one of them was holding a swinging stick, but they were trembling.

"You...don't mess around here. This is Mr. Hu's territory. He is an alchemy monk. If you dare to mess around here, you will be dead!"

The young man glanced at everyone and said coldly:

"Jie Dan? I'm sorry, he's not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

As soon as he said this, a contemptuous laugh came from the entrance of the underground shopping mall.

"You are such a arrogant boy. Even the alchemy monks don't look down on you. Third Master, I want to see how capable you are."

When this voice came out, both the people in line and the security guards couldn't help but change their expressions.

Everyone's faces were a little frightened. It was obvious that Mr. Hu was not a good person.

The young man looked around the corner, and a burly figure came into view.

He is 1.9 meters tall and his body is at least over 200 pounds, but he is not fat, but has strong muscles. There was a big beard on the face, and there was a scar on the forehead, which cut down diagonally from the eyes, across the bridge of the nose, and then to the chin, as if the entire face was pieced together from two pieces, ferocious and terrifying.

While walking, the wind blows under your feet. It seems that you are touching the ground, but in fact there is a layer of true energy separating you from the ground. There is not a trace of dust on your body. This is the symbol of a monk who has formed an elixir.

"It's over, that kid is dead this time. Is he still alive after offending Mr. Hu?"

"Sanye Hu is a real master of pill formation. In this county, besides the old devil baby, who else is his opponent?"

"Alas! It's a pity that this boy's youth is short of his life."

People were talking about it, almost all of them believed that Ling Fei was going to die.

Mr. Hu came to Ling Fei's side, glanced at him lightly, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

"You are so young and your hair has not even grown, yet you dare to mess around in my territory, Mr. Hu. It's really ridiculous. For the sake of your youth and ignorance, now, cut off your hands and hand over 10 million, I will forgive you. Your life!"

The young man also raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly:

"I will also give you a chance to destroy your cultivation, and I will spare your life!"

"Hiss~!"

The sound of gasps of air-conditioning could be heard from all around. It was obvious that everyone was frightened by Ling Fei, and they did not expect that he would dare to say such things to Mr. Hu.

Hu Sanye's bull eyes burst out with a fierce murderous intention.

He directly stretched out his big hand and grabbed the young man's neck.

"You...are really looking for death!"

The young man shook his head helplessly.

"I gave you a chance, but you refused to take it. If that's the case, then that's it."

After saying that, his slender fingers gently touched Hu Sanye's hand that was holding his neck, and squeezed it gently.

There was only a crisp sound of 'click', and Mr. Hu's arm as thick as a basin was easily crushed by his slender white hands!

"ah--!"

Mr. Hu screamed, his face turned pale instantly. He wanted to break away from Ling Fei's hand, but the hand was like an iron pliers, tightly blocking his arm, preventing him from moving. Even if he uses his true energy, he is like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to break free.

At this moment, Mr. Hu's heart became gloomy. He knew that he was in trouble this time.

And everyone around them was even more shocked, their jaws dropped to the floor.

Who is Mr. Hu? The alchemy monk! The eldest disciple of the Demon Infant Old Man is one of the most invincible beings in the entire county!

But for such a strong man, his arm was easily crushed by a little boy and he couldn't even move.

This boy is so cute!

Mr. Hu broke into cold sweat on his forehead.

"I wonder who a friend is? I am the eldest disciple of the Demon Infant Old Man. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. How about we just let it go and avoid each other getting hurt?"

The young man chuckled.

"You would really lend yourself a hand. But, as I said, I have already given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it."

Although he was smiling, the cold murderous intent in his tone made Mr. Hu tremble from the bottom of his soul.

This guy will definitely kill himself, he is not kidding.

Mr. Hu fell to his knees on the spot.

"Senior, please spare my life. I really will never dare to do it again. Please spare me."

The young man let go of his hand and patted his head gently. A faint bloody light blended into his mind without leaving any trace.

"Let you live a little longer, go back and tell the old demon baby that Ling Fei is here, and ask him to wash his neck and wait!"

"Yes Yes Yes...."

Mr. Hu was frightened and ran away on the spot, not even daring to look back.

Ling Xiaoqing couldn't help but frown and said:

"Brother, you let him go so easily?"

Ling Fei chuckled.

"Let him go? How is that possible? There will be a good show later."