Chapter 157: Not like a gentleman

The old Chen's house was obviously taken over by this Barutu and taken as his own.
Now that the victim came to the door, Barutu actually put on a posture of bitter hatred, standing aggressively at the gate of the mansion, pointing at Chen Xinglie's nose, and cursing Chen Xinglie as a bereaved dog, which was extremely rampant.
In this world of martial arts, has Chen Xinglie ever suffered such humiliation?
If I were to be a more impulsive commoner, I was afraid that I could no longer suppress the monstrous anger in my heart, and roared and rushed to fight Barutu desperately.
Chen Xinglie was different, his face expressionless, no mood swings could be seen in his eyes.
Generally speaking, it is impossible to fight a wave.
Chen Xinglie doesn't like shouting loudly, and is better at being a quiet and beautiful man, who is also very leisurely when cutting people.
"hang up."
Chen Xinglie only said three words, his tone was indifferent and light, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
But the few people who followed Chen Xinglie's side were scared to death.
In Qingyun City, the past is like a tide, shocking everyone's hearts.
Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojiejie rolled up their sleeves and rushed over.
Qin Wannian and Duan Wuhuan are both powerful and powerful, and they are far superior to the heroes and heroes of martial arts. In a flash, Qin Wannian and Duan Wuhuan have come to Barutu and grab Barutu's shoulder. , Dragged to the door of the house.
Wow!
Duan Wuhuan pulled a rope, tied Barutu's feet, dumped it on the door frame, and was next to the lady Nan who had been hoisted, shoulder to shoulder, leg to leg , Made a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate.
"Sterdog!"
Barutu stared at Qin Wannian fiercely, and roared: "You stray dog, dare to do something to me, it's like a bear heart and leopard courage. I tell you, the Dakun Dynasty is not the Dakun Dynasty in the west. , This world matter, it’s not your turn to cover the sky with one-handed castration!"
Qin Wannian shook his head, bent over, leaned over Barutu’s ear, and quietly said, "Master Minibus, you have misunderstood this manager. The big man in this world who can cover the sky is not this manager, but someone else. His man. As for the manager, at best, he is just a minion in the hands of that big man."
A trace of panic flashed in Barutu's eyes, and he asked, "Could it be that this matter today meant the Queen Mother?"
Qin Wannian shook his head.
Barutu asked again: "Is your majesty?"
Qin Wannian still shook his head.
Barutu said, "Could it be Shang Qingkong, the elder of Tu Shanzong?"
Qin Wannian sighed: "Master Ba, the big man you provoke is far more terrifying than the queen mother, your majesty, and Shang Qingkong combined."
"Who the hell!" Barutu trembled.
"Guess." Qin Wannian sneered.
Barutu was at a loss, and really couldn't figure it out. In this great dynasty, how could anyone be more terrifying than the three combined.
Bang bang ......
There was a noise nearby.
Barutu hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Chen Xinglie holding a wooden stick in his hand, walking slowly over, and while walking, gently clapped his palm with the stick.
boom!
Chen Xinglie waved his hand as a stick, breaking Barutu's leg.
"what……"
Barutu screamed with pain, and his voice spread all over Fenghua Street.
In terms of xinxing, Barutu is far inferior to his wife, Mrs. Nan. When Mrs. Nan was whipped, she was very hardened and refused to make any noise. Barutu looked like a gong and drum.
Chen Xinglie asked: "Does it hurt?"
Without waiting for Barutu's answer, Chen Xinglie smashed his stick again, breaking Barutu's other leg.
what……
There was another scream like a pig in Fenghua Street.
Chen Xinglie listened attentively to the screams, quite leisurely, until Barutu no longer screamed, then lifted the stick and patted Barutu's face, and said kindly: "The Ba family is a family of officials and scholars. , How can you curse people indiscriminately and make your mouth dirty? How can you reverse black and white and make no sense at all?"
Barutu grinned, so painful that he couldn't speak.
"Ugh……"
Chen Xinglie sighed lightly, his tone becoming more gentle, and said: "The reputation of the Ba family is corrupted by people like you. Instead of letting you live in the world and continue to corrupt the reputation of the Ba family, it is better to let this seat interrupt you. Your hands and feet make you inconvenient to move, so you won’t run out to be ashamed of the Ba family. This is also considered a good deed to accumulate virtue. Say, okay?"
"No! Not good!" Barutu was so horrified that he finally understood that the big man Qin Wannian said before was probably this Chen Xinglie.
Chen Xinglie raised the wooden stick and comforted him with good words: "Be good, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all."
Barutu struggled desperately.
"stop!"
In Fenghua Street, there was a loud shout, and the sound was roaring like thunder.
Chen Xinglie turned a deaf ear.
Boom!
Two sticks fell, Barutu's arms were broken.
Only then did Chen Xinglie lower the blood-filled stick, raised his head leisurely, and looked in the direction where the sound had just come from.
An old man in his seventies, sitting in a simple and old ox cart, with a majesty and majesty, he was full of majesty like a mountain, but there were no servants around him, only a strong man in a coarse cloth robe in front Lead the cow.
The person who shouted "Stop" earlier was this old man.
The old man in the car lifted the curtain, staring at Chen Xinglie with cold eyes.
Chen Xinglie smiled, and said, "What was the old man yelling just now? That voice is too small to hear clearly. Can you say a few more words?"
The old man said coldly: "In the capital, at the feet of the emperor, you dare to commit crimes in the street, you are so bold! I ask you if your name is Chen Xinglie, and are you a descendant of the prince and master of the year? ?"
Chen Xinglie smiled and nodded, the blood on the wooden stick in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, ticking.
Qin Wannian secretly used the secret technique of sound transmission, saying that the old man in the car was named Gongsun Xuanji, the current prince and Taifu...
"Let me ask you."
Gongsun Xuanji pointed to the two people hanging at the door and said: "Barutu is also the court commander anyway, why did you hang him and his wife upside down at the door? Do you still have King Fa in your eyes?
"No." Chen Xinglie said bluntly.
Gongsun Xuanji was so angry that he slapped his thigh fiercely, and sighed: "I think of the demeanor of Chen's academician, arrogant and elegant, he is known as a generation of literary sect, and his name is enduring. But you, you are so cruel and brutal There is no benevolence, justice and morality, and it doesn't look like a gentleman at all!"
Chen Xinglie smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise, and I will continue to work hard. However, since Gongsun Taifu is full of benevolence and morality, he is mostly an upright gentleman. Why has he turned a blind eye to the occupation of Chen Mansion for so many years? When the suffering lord comes to the door, he jumps out to do justice, doesn't Taifu Gongsun feel sick?"