Chapter 680: : bullying and fearing hard

Shen Qing grasped the hand of Lingyin and said indifferently.
This kind of sound, but a practitioner of Zifujing, a poor family of children, where can struggle to get this Shen Qing's hand, and was shocked and angry, said: "The son should pay attention to himself"
"This son, people are not willing, why are you embarrassed, the twisted melon is not sweet"
"Yeah, the son did this, it was too overbearing."
Many drinkers can't stand it, and they have said something to drink.
"Do you drink your wine, what are you doing?"
Shen Qing cold channel, a strong momentum in the body exudes, this Shen Qing, is also a famous Yuan Dan eight practitioners.
The drinkers felt the momentum and suddenly shut up, so young, and repaired as extraordinary, they must have a certain background, or less trouble.
"Gongzi, you see, you can't mess with it, our Xianyin Restaurant is also the restaurant protected by Lingxiao Temple."
A shop Xiaoji quickly came over and said with a smile.
"Roll, what are you?"
Shen Qing slaps on the face of the store's second child, and immediately picks up the store and flies out a few meters away on a table, and vomits blood in his mouth.
"What is Lingxiao Temple? I haven't heard of it, but I am a disciple of Shen, is it better than Ling's house?"
Shen Qing sneered, and the people around him were stunned.
"It’s a disciple of Shen, it’s no wonder so arrogant!"
"Yes, Shen Jia is a famous first-class family in Dongcheng. The family is huge and manages several urban areas."
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There are many people around, and this Shen family seems to be the martial arts king family in the East City. The power is huge, and the Shen family disciples are also quite arrogant.
That Lingyin, as soon as the words of Shen’s disciples are heard, is even more like a dead gray, and a sense of despair in the heart, Shen Jia, is a highly irreversible giant for her.
"Who is making trouble in the jurisdiction of my Lingxiao Temple?"
At this time, a cold drink came, a team of people came over, headed by the middle-aged man named Lingxiao Temple Wudou, followed by five or six Lingxiaodian disciples.
When I saw these people, I heard the meaning of hope in my heart. I cried: "Several adults, please be the young woman."
"what happened?"
These people came over and asked in a deep voice. The middle-aged looked at Shen Qing and said: "This son, this is the jurisdiction of my Lingxiao Temple, please don't make trouble."
"Ling Xiao Temple, why I have never heard of it before, this son has seen this girl today, how are you? You want to do it with us?"
Shen Qing sneered.
"Shen, is it the Dongcheng Shenjia?"
The middle-aged man stunned and asked.
"Yes, how are you still wanting to manage?" Shen Qing joked and laughed.
The middle-aged man heard a slightly ugly face, then smiled and smiled and said: "I really don't know that you are a Shenjiazi. I have been offended, please see more."
The middle-aged man finished speaking and took the man back slowly.
And the hope that arises in the heart of Lingyin, instantly falls to the bottom of the valley, does Linglong Temple not dare to offend Shen disciples? The sound is pale.
"Haha, beauty, have you seen it? You can't escape tonight."
Shen Qingyi touched the sound of the smooth and tender cheeks, and the sound of the sound of the voice fell a tear, no resistance, she is a weak woman, how can it?
"Hey!"
However, at this moment, the sound of a table bang suddenly screamed, scaring many people to jump.
Everyone looked and saw somewhere around the wine table. There were several figures sitting around. One of the red-haired youths was gloomy and very ugly. On a thick wooden table, a handprint was shot.
"The few disciples of Lingxiao Temple just stood there for me."
Mu Feng said coldly.
The disciples of Ling Xiaodian, who were preparing to retreat, looked at the past, and their faces were complicated, and the youth came to them slowly.
When these people saw the change of the youth, they quickly stunned in the eyes of everyone, and immediately hugged their fists on one knee and said: "See the Lord!"
That is the first man, the heart is even more gloomy, how can the secrets meet the young master here, they are the people who used to be the former green wolf, this person is still a small leader, met Mu Feng.
"Little Lord!"
The surrounding alcoholic people are all looking at Mu Feng with horror. Is this young man the legendary young master who created the Lingxiao Temple?
Mu Feng’s face was gloomy and there was no excuses. These people did not dare to get up.
"You really gave me the face of the prince of Ling Xiao, bullying and fearing hard, a Shen disciple, scared that you have no courage to ask for justice?"
Mu Feng looked at a few people and said indifferently.
A few people heard a cold heart, bowed their heads and dared not speak, and Shen Qing was surprised to see Mu Feng.
I don't know why, this figure and voice actually gave him a sense of familiarity.
"Less Lord, I, we are wrong, we are also thinking about Lingxiao Temple."
The middle-aged man trembled and said that in the face of this younger younger than him, he did not have a bit of conviction, but this was the legend to create their Lingxiao Temple.
In the past, they were the lowest level disciples. When they saw powerful disciples, they had to nod their heads. This is their way of survival at the lower level.
"To shut up!"
Mu Feng cold channel, this middle-aged scared and did not dare to speak.
"Ling Xiaodian does not need to dare to bully the hard bag. I don't need to be a law enforcer who dares to be fair. I don't care if you are the elder, you break your arm and go to the criminal court to take the penalty."
Mu Feng said indifferently.
The middle-aged man heard his face white, and his teeth screamed. He slammed his arm in his arm. The arm bones were cut off. The middle-aged man was shaking with a broken arm. Mu Feng said. Rolling, this talent dare to leave quickly.
The other few were scared even more pale, but Mu Feng did not pursue these people, just let them think.
In the eyes of everyone, Mu Feng slowly walked toward Shen Qing.
Shen Qing frowned slightly and said: "I see you have some familiar feelings. Have we seen it somewhere?"
Mu Feng looked indifferent and did not answer Shen Qing. He did see Shen Qing. In the real space, Shen Qing wanted to grab him at the time. However, he was taken hostage by Mu Feng.
Therefore, Shen Qing was very impressed with Mu Feng and hated deeply. Mu Feng, who saw Yi Rong, also had a familiar feeling.
Seeing that Mu Feng did not answer himself, Shen Qing suddenly felt like no face, and coldly said: "Boy, I ask you, you didn't hear it?"
Mu Feng came to stop in front of him and said indifferently: "Let the girl go, leave a hundred stones and apologize, you can leave here, otherwise, climb out."
Shen Qing heard a word, then smiled and said: "Kid, you and his mother tell a joke."
Mu Feng heard the words in a flash, almost blinking into the face of Shen Qing, grabbed Shen Qing's long hair, a shot hit the lower abdomen.
Mu Feng was too fast, and Shen Qing didn't even react. He was beaten with a punch and vomited blood. He was stunned and his body was bent. Mu Feng took a long hair and suddenly lifted his knees. He slammed into the door. On the top, the hand was loose, and Shen Qing’s face was and curled up on the ground.