Chapter 170: Drag it up and throw it out

Snapped!
This slap sound was loud, like the explosion of a door slamming, and it was full of force, directly knocking Ba Jitian sitting at the table off the ground, and spinning in the air a few times before banging Fell to the ground.
In terms of martial arts cultivation, Chen Xinglie can't be considered as profound.
Chen Xinglie has never practiced safely and steadily since he refined a furnace of Gale Pill in Qingyun City and took the pill for one time.
It is not that Chen Xinglie deliberately wasted time.
It's because he understands that once he cultivates, big problems will arise.
If it's for people to see the details, it's not bad?
Can't practice!
In the past month, I left Qingyun City and drove on the road with a white crane flying car. He was with the two brothers Li Qinglian and the heroic hero. He had never separated much. There was no chance to be alone in a room and practice alone.
Chen Xinglie cultivated himself without much improvement.
The slap that I just slapped had already secretly used a Qi Replenishing Pill, and through the power of the medicine, it created an illusion of Qi and blood like the sea.
Chen Xinglie did this just to deceive the non-joy sitting by drinking.
But the effect is excellent.
Duan Wuhuan watched Ba Jitian being beaten up from the ground, and then watched Ba Jitian fall until Ba Jitian's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he arched his hand to Chen Xinglie, "My son. wise."
Chen Xinglie raised his eyes and said, "You are telling me, where is this wise man?"
Duan Wuhuan lifted the wine jug on the table, raised it high, and slowly tilted the mouth of the jug, poured down a thread of wine that was as thick as a thread, and slowly filled a glass, then picked up the wine glass and said: "Zai Xia Jing Chen Young Master, I wish Young Master Chen that the mountains will be high and the water will be long, and the water will flow forever!"
Long stream of water.
Chen Xinglie had only said this to Qin Wannian.
Chen Xinglie is not surprised when he speaks from Duan Wuhuan now.
Since Duan Wuhuan is a gold medal spy, his martial arts strength must be extraordinary, whether it is sight or hearing, it is far beyond ordinary martial arts. With Duan Wuhuan's martial arts level, I'm afraid that any disturbance in this mansion today can't hide from him.
"Sir Duan can speak."
Chen Xinglie glanced at Duan Wuhuan and nodded noncommittal.
Duan Wuhuan raised his glass aloft, a mouthful of boredom, to show respect.
But Ba Jitian was slapped by the slap.
totally unexpected……
This Chen Xinglie slapped the face when he didn't agree with him. Where is there any morality of a scholarly family?
"Hold it up."
Chen Xinglie took A Chou's little hand and walked outside the banquet hall.
Zhen Haojie immediately rushed into the banquet hall and pulled Ba Jitian, whose faces were swollen on both sides, from the ground.
"Go away!"
Ba Jitian's mouth was full of blood, and he yelled: "This official doesn't need you to help!"
Zhen Haojie pulled Ba Jitian's hair, directly dragged it out, and sneered: "Master Shangshu is afraid that he has misheard. My son didn't let me help you, but let me drag you."
Ba Jitian's hair was pulled, and only felt a piercing pain on his scalp, and he couldn't help but let out a scream like a pig.
A slap in the face will only hurt.
But my hair hurts all the time.
"Throw it out."
Chen Xinglie casually ordered.
Zhen Haojie dragged Ba Jitian to the outside of the house.
Ba Jitian was dragged a few steps, and even stopped screaming. He just stared straight at Chen Xinglie, his eyes looked like a snake, but he didn't say a word.
Ba Jitian was willing to enter the mansion just now because he thought that Chen Xinglie was going to have a verbal argument with him, arguing that it was unfair, but he did not expect that Chen Xinglie did not have a formal conversation with him from beginning to end, and waved directly. Just a slap.
After this slap, he was dragged away.
Ba Jitian was extremely frustrated.
Up to now, this great scholar of book scholars has come to understand. Chen Xinglie is totally unwilling to bother with him. He doesn't even want to say a few words. It is completely unreasonable. He is called in just to fan him.
His face was swollen and his eyes were blurred.
The two senses, sight and hearing, have always traded in each other. Anyone who is strong and sturdy will have less clear eyes and ears will become more sensitive than before.
Ba Jitian heard someone sighing.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the source of the sound, and found that it was the ugly girl with birthmarks on his face that he took a long breath. He heard Chen Xinglie, who was standing next to the little girl, asking: " Are you comfortable now?"
A Chou nodded repeatedly and said, "Well, it's much more comfortable."
Chen Xinglie smiled gently and said, "After fanning this person, I feel more comfortable."
At this moment.
A great sense of humiliation, surging surgingly, appeared in the heart of Ba Ji Tian.
really!
My guess is correct.
This Chen Xinglie let the official enter the mansion, basically for the official to send him to the door, let him slap in the face.
The most irritating thing was that the official came in very cooperatively, without anyone around him, and could only be slaughtered.
It's so angry!
Ba Jitian gritted his teeth and closed his eyes with anger, but the scene of just being slapped appeared in his mind...
Dignified Zhong Shangshu, has ever suffered such humiliation?
Ba Jitian raised his arm, let the big long robe and sleeves cover his face, and let Zhen Haojie drag him out.
Soon, Ba Jitian was dragged out of the mansion and came to Fenghua Street.
The servants and guards of the Ba family rushed up and asked about the situation, but Ba Jitian only covered his face and said in a very cold tone: "Go home!"
Everyone didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly crowded Ba Jitian onto the carriage of the Ba family, and left in a swarm.
The young and coquettish Mrs. Ba, who was in the carriage, has not shown her face. Now seeing Ba Jitian's appearance, she hastened to ask: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Ba Jitian did not answer. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is the car curtain closed tightly?"
Mrs. Ba checked the curtain and said, "Close it."
Ba Jitian then put down the sleeves covering his face, revealing a face that looked like a pig's head. Madame Ba opened her mouth in fright, and asked in surprise: "Master, you, why are you beaten again?"
Ba Jitian gritted his teeth and said: "I thought that after Chen Xinglie was a celebrity, the son of a generation of Wenzong must be polite and courteous. I never thought that this man is like a mad dog, he didn't even say a word to me, waving his hand was a slap. After the fight, I was dragged out of the house..."
Mrs. Bar said: "I have already said that the Queen Mother should be the master of this matter for us, but you can't help but must come out in person. If you are willing to listen to me, how could this happen?"
Ba Jitian was so angry that he slapped his chest and feet, saying: "I regret not listening to my wife! If before, Qin Wannian had not dared to touch the official hair, but now, he slapped the official directly. It's... I'm afraid there is another reason for this."