Chapter 486: Rally of thugs

? Hearing Guo Tu calling himself a talking servant, Yang Xiaofei suddenly became angry with Qiqiao.
He wanted to stay out of the matter and see how Su Fan solves Guo Tu, but he was humiliated by Guo Tu and became Su Fan's servant!
And it's still a talking servant!
How can this be called Yang Xiaofei?
Yang Xiaofei, the ninth-level master of the dignified soul king, was said to be so unbearable, it would be difficult for him not to be angry!
"Little Soul King 7th level, dare to humiliate me and die for me!"
"Ning fog finger!"
Yang Xiaofei, who was really angry, showed his full strength as soon as he shot!
As soon as he pointed it out, the surrounding water vapor gathered frantically, constantly squeezing together and turning into a vast cloud!
brush!
Finger shadows appear and disappear from time to time in the clouds, making people look at it!
At the same time, Yang Xiaofei's ninth-level cultivation base aura that belonged to the Soul King also dispersed, and that terrifying aura would suppress all the mobs present with pale!
"What! This person is actually the ninth level of the Soul King, my God, he looks like he is only in his twenties!"
"Could it be the old monster of which kingdom has a good face?"
"Guo Tu is over now, he actually described a Soul King ninth-level master as the boy's servant. It's hard not to die now!"
"Fortunately, I gave up blackmailing them, otherwise the dead may be me!"
...
The mobs looked at Yang Xiaofei in awe, and secretly rejoiced.
"Soul King Level Nine!"
Guo Tu's face turned pale, Yang Xiaofei's powerful aura suppressed him and he couldn't move. He quickly begged for mercy, "My lord, please! The small eyeballs offended the adults, please..."
However, before Guo Tu could finish speaking, a coercion rushed towards him!
"dead!"
Yang Xiaofei said in a dark voice, the cloud rolled over and contained Guo Tu, a finger shadow flashed, a muffled bang, blood stained the cloud, and a headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang!
"Guo Tu is dead!"
"Deserve it, who told him to be so ignorant of good or bad, he can shoot at will without knowing the details!"
"I thought it was a bunch of fat sheep, but I didn't expect that there was a master inside!"
...
When the mobs saw Guo Tu's death, they all sneered.
And the woman standing behind the counter didn't consciously converge her air flea, and became more serious.
The soul king ninth-level cultivator is already the strongest combat power in the city except the half-step soul emperor of the Shenbao Pavilion. Such a powerful cultivator cannot be provoked by her alone.
"Boss, how about it? Can you arrange a room for me now?"
Seeing Yang Xiaofei shocked the mob in the inn, Su Fan walked to the counter again and asked the woman again.
"Good! Good! Good!"
The woman nodded and said, her expression was very tense, and her eyes looked at Yang Xiaofei behind Su Fan from time to time.
"Okay, trouble the boss to arrange someone to send us to the guest room!"
Seeing this woman's look of fear and horror, Su Fan secretly smiled.
"Here is the arrangement! This is the arrangement! Beard and Qiangzi, you can find some clean rooms for them to live in first!"
Two guys who looked like little ones stood up, walked over reluctantly, and led Su Fan and others upstairs under the arrangement of the woman.
Soon after Su Fan and the others went upstairs, a strange voice of Yin and Yang sounded in the hall on the first floor of the quiet inn: "Mrs. Yinzhu, this is the first time I have seen you so embarrassed!"
Mrs. Yinzhu is the woman standing behind the counter.
When she heard the sound, she saw a big man with a pocky face sitting at a wine table, looking at her with a fascinating face.
"Who is the slave? It turns out that it is you, Du Wuxue, the stubborn knife!" Mrs. Yinzhu said coldly, "You still have the face to talk about the slaves. You guys are sitting there very leisurely. Let the slaves be a woman. Is it easy for you to deal with that kid?"
"I care if it is easy or not easy for you!" Du Wuxue patted the table: "I'll ask you how to solve these people? Don't tell me, you have no plans!"
Hearing Du Wuxue's words, the eyes of the mobs in the hall once again saw Mrs. Yinzhu.
"Of course there is a plan!" Mrs. Yinzhu pursed her lips: "My head is coming!"
"What! Weng clan double tyrants are coming?"
The thugs in the inn exclaimed one after another, and the desire to look at the Chi Guoguo in Mrs. Yinzhu's eyes instantly disappeared.
Because, they all know, this Mrs. Yinzhu is a friend of the Weng family's double tyrants!
Weng’s double tyrants, just by hearing this name, you know that they are two people.
Both of these two came from the high-level kingdom Glacier Nation, from the same Weng clan, one was called Weng Fang, and the other was Weng Hui. They were both masters of the ninth level of the Soul King!
Moreover, the two of them are also proficient in a set of combined attacks. Together, the two can kill even an ordinary half-step Soul Emperor, which is very powerful!
"Since the two Weng bosses are coming, then I won't say much!" Du Wuxue looked around and said to everyone: "When you get started, everyone should have their own skills, as much as you can grab. !"
At this moment, a person stood up from a certain wine table, and he whispered: "Mrs. Yinzhu, I want to withdraw from this gathering temporarily!"
This vocalist is the thug who has seen Su Fan take action!
"Fang Bao, what are you going crazy!" The companion next to the person pulled him: "Mrs. Yinzhu gathered everyone here to hug everyone in a group to deal with those half-step soul emperors. If you go out alone, it is easy to be caught Those half-step Soul Emperor killed!"
Fang Bao's mouth twitched. He knew what his companion said was reasonable, but staying here to deal with the black kid would die faster.
The boy in black killed seven or eight high-level soul kings with a single punch, even if the Weng family double tyrants came, it was useless!
"Tie Ying, don't persuade me. I have caught enough this time. I will leave the city after leaving here!"
Fang Bao naturally refused to tell the truth. There are so many thug groups in the city now, and he doesn't need to hang himself on a tree, let alone a dead tree that is going to dry up.
"Oh, well, take care!"
Tie Ying stopped persuading Fang Bao after hearing this.
"Everyone, let's say goodbye!"
After Fang Bao saluted everyone, he walked to the entrance of the inn.
"Brother Fang Bao, don't regret if you leave this door!" Madam Yinzhu said with a calm face.
Fang Bao paused for a while, then continued to walk outside.
"Unseeded guy!"
When Fang Bao left, Mrs. Yinzhu spit lightly, and said to everyone with a smile on her face: "Come on, brothers, let's continue to discuss the assembly!"
Soon, the first floor of the inn entered into a lively discussion.
And when the mobs were discussing intensively, other mobs who walked in from the outside of the inn from time to time to hear the news came to the rally.
Before long, the number of thugs here multiplied, and there were not enough stools to sit on. The thugs who came from behind could only find an open space to stand.
The smile on Mrs. Yinzhu's face is blooming like a flower. The more people attending this gathering, the better it will be for her!
(End of this chapter)