Chapter 960: Hob meat (below)

"You disagree?"
As Feng Richao glared with a beard, a faint sound came from his ear.
Suddenly, Feng Richao's heart trembled.
It's that guy!
He hadn't had time to deny it, and felt a sharp pain coming from his face.
With a bang, Feng Richao's head was smashed into the ground.
And the sudden voice scared everyone present.
The crowd hurriedly turned around, and suddenly saw Chu Yan's hand holding a thick iron rod.
This iron rod is obviously also a high-level weapon.
It was Chu Yan who just carried this iron rod and hit him in the head of Feng Richao severely.
Reaching the terrestrial realm, the actual damage that a sharp weapon can bring is very limited.
But the pain still exists.
So at this moment the benefits of using sharp tools became apparent.
Can let people beat Feng Richao brazenly without fear of killing him.
After knocking a stick, Chu Yan threw the iron rod to Shen Qing.
"Hit him an hour first."
hiss--
After hearing this, everyone in the room took a breath.
Feng Richao, who had been banned, even jumped up, staring at Chu Yan with a horrified expression, and kept talking.
"Oh, dare you stare at me?"
Chu Yan escaped from the iron rod, splitting his head and covering his face toward Feng Richao, it was a meal.
The crackling sound made people scared.
The treasurer hid silently behind the counter at this moment.
When Chu Yan stopped, Feng Richao's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his eyes bulged like eggs.
The blood dripping from his head was half-faced, how much more howling.
Feng Richao has a dead heart now.
He himself doesn't remember that he hasn't suffered such humiliation for many years.
However, Chu Yan obviously did not intend to let him go this way.
Pass the iron rod back to Shen Qing: "Follow my strength just now, and fight for another half an hour."
Feng Richao hesitated, without waiting for Shen Qing to speak, and shouted, "What do you want to say, there is something to let me go ... oh!"
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Qing poked into his mouth with an iron rod, choking his throat.
And then, it was a hard meal.
Feng Richao originally thought that Shen Qing was condensed in a two-fold state of perfection, and his level was not a little low.
If he runs reiki secretly, the opponent hits himself, not drizzle.
This can only be said that Feng Richao is too naive.
From the realm, Shen Qing is even more terrible because of her physique.
Once exerted, although the strength of Chu Yan is a bit worse, it is definitely enough for the day.
Moreover, Shen Qing is also a faithful executor of Chu Yan's orders, and will not slacken in the slightest.
With her rigorous execution, when Chu Yan shouted, Feng Richao even beaten and lost her teeth.
One knee was broken, and half of the shoulders were slack and hung down-needless to say, the bones must have broken.
And that face, at this moment, I was afraid that it was a biological mother, and I did not dare to say that it was his own son.
"Convinced?" After letting Chen Qing stop, Chu Yan looked towards Fengri.
Feng Richao suddenly hesitated, and made a vague hum.
This kind of skin trauma is nothing to the monks in Diyuan Realm.
However, Chu Yan's original intention is not to create a heavy Japanese Super League, but to psychologically convince the other party.
To deal with such rogue and psychological torture requires far more physical torture, the effect is much better.
Chu Yan made Shen Qing beat Feng Richao widely in the court, in order to destroy his gangster.
Everyone knows that hob meat is the hardest to deal with.
But there is another saying in the world, which is called horizontally afraid, and afraid of death.
After asking, Chu Yan blocked the opponent's face, opened the storage bag that originally belonged to Feng Richao, poured out the contents, and put it into his own storage bag.
In this process, Feng Richao did not show any dissatisfaction and distress.
This scene is extremely satisfying.
It seems to work well, this old thing dare not resist.
"If you are convinced, sit and talk." Chu Yan said lightly.
Feng Richao scrambled up from the ground, his legs were close together, his hands were on his knees, his waist was straight, he sat next to Chu Yan, and looked forward with meticulous expression.
Seeing this scene, hiding in the counter and secretly looking at the shopkeeper here, his jaw was about to hit his feet.
"This, this is still the rogue Feng Richao ... Oh my ... I can't believe it if I didn't see it ..." the shopkeeper mumbled to himself.
Several guys beside him nodded again and again.
"I want to inquire about a disciple in Qingqiumen. Is there any way?" Chu Yan asked at a glance at Feng Richao.
Such rogues, saying that they make people hate, it really makes people hate itching.
But often, these people have some special information channels, so that they can quickly get the information they want.
Feng Richao groaned for a moment, seeing Shen Qing's faint eyes across the corner, immediately hesitated, and quickly said, "Who do you want to ask?"
Chu Yan groaned a little: "You don't need to worry about this. Then I change the question. How can I see the disciples of Qingqiumen? Is there any problem with the mountain?"
"No." Feng Richao immediately shook his head.
But immediately, he felt that he was not in a good mood.
Then quickly explained: "Qingqiumen generally does not accept foreign monks. This is a consensus. It is not a secret. If you don't believe it, you can just find someone in Lushui Town and ask for it.
If you are in the mountains now, you can be blocked at the gate by luck.
If you are unlucky, you won't see Shanmen. "
Chu Yan nodded.
There is really no need to lie to this.
"Then return to the previous question, how can I meet the disciples of Qingqiumen."
"Every time, Qingqiumen will send some disciples to collect all the materials needed for alchemy.
The last time was four days ago. Feng Richao replied.
"Is there a fixed time?" Chu Yan asked again.
However, this time, waiting for Feng Richao to answer, Chu Yan added: "You'd better say it all at once, I don't have the energy to ask slowly."
The opponent's tone was not good, Feng Richao was weak and almost fell off the stool.
So he hurriedly said, "There is no fixed time for this, but I can help you find out when their disciples will go down the mountain next time."
No need to ask again this time, Feng Richao proactively said: "At most half an hour, I can give you accurate information."
"Is it half an hour?" Chu Yan quietly pointed his finger on the table and nodded. "Then you go, I'll wait for you."
Chu Yan was so refreshing, but Feng Richao felt incredible.
He didn't get up, but looked at Chu Yan with suspicion.
What does this guy mean?
Isn't he afraid that I ran like this, or find someone to come back to avenge him?
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