Chapter 52: The Dao Master Who Fights

"You're looking for death!" Everyone pounced, and even Huo Tian grabbed the stool.

Such a brazen insult to Sister Wu, she can bear it, but the brothers here can't bear it.

"Alright, Ah Tian."

At this moment, Xiao Qingwu didn't have the anger just now, and walked over with a smile.

It is true that she has not encountered this kind of thing for a long time, in the Yunhai circle, even a young man like Chu Lingfeng does not dare to shout in front of her, let alone openly ask her to accompany her for one night.

In normal times, Xiao Qingwu might still make a big move, but today she won't, today she is just a little woman.

"Then do you think I'm pretty?" Xiao Qingwu asked with a smile.

The young man laughed, "Beautiful, very pretty, I love it." ”

"Compared to your girlfriend, am I pretty or she's pretty." Xiao Qingwu asked again.

At the mention of the girl on the ground, anger appeared on the young man's face again.

Even if he is just a plaything in his eyes, his things, even if they are played badly, cannot be touched by others.

Tonight he came to this little bar called 'Ranstin', and this happened to make him feel a green patch on his head.

"How can this slut compare to you."

"Oh?"

Xiao Qingwu smiled lightly, and the corner of his eye looked at Lu Feng's reaction, and hummed softly in his heart, This stinky man still doesn't squeak, what do you mean.

"Brother, I promise that it is not strong, it is her willingness." The little fat man lowered his voice.

Lu Feng smoked a cigarette, didn't speak, and continued to read.

"The child is quite handsome, and my sister doesn't suffer, but it's just ......" Xiao Qingwu deliberately paused.

The young man raised his eyebrows, "Just what?" ”

"I'll just leave with you, my man will be very upset, he will beat me when he is upset, I'm afraid."

Xiao Qingwu suddenly looked weak, and glanced at Lu Feng again.

Following her gaze, the young man naturally saw Lu Feng who was smoking, and couldn't help but smile loudly, "Just him, your man?" ”

"Sort of."

After a two-tsk snort, the young man sneered and shook his head, "Beauty, your vision is too bad, it's better to follow me later." ”

I've encountered this kind of thing, and I don't let out a fart next to me, is such a man a man?

The fingers pinching the cigarette let go, the cigarette butt fell to the ground, and Lu Feng stretched out his toes and stepped on it gently, this woman is really.

However, just as Lu Feng was about to move, the little fat man pressed his arm, "Don't grab it, such a fun game, you go aside." ”

I saw the little fat man swaggering out, walked to the center and helped the girl on the ground to help him up, and couldn't help but say, "Remember to buy a medicine in a while, this Taoist master is still so young, but he has no intention of being a father." ”

It turned out to be this grandson.

The young man's liver is about to explode, he wants money and money, what he wants, even if he looks like he has thrown this fat man ten streets.

This damn slut, it's not good to find someone, and you've found such a good person.

At this moment, he felt that his face had been slapped hard.

"Dead fatty, you're really kind."

The little fat man pouted, "You scolded me." ”

"What are you?" The young man pointed to the little fat man's nose, "Give you a chance, give Lao Tzu ten kowtows, I can consider not wanting your life." ”

"You still want my life?" The little fat man was happy.

Shaking his head slightly, the little fat man pulled the girl behind him and looked at the young man playfully, "Do you know why she didn't reject this Daoye, because you didn't like it, and you never made the family feel good." ”

Suddenly there was a sneer from the crowd, this fat man is so interesting, he got on someone else's horse, and he still held it like this.

It is also these laughter that make young people even more angry.

"You're not gentle enough, you're still so young, you don't even know you're in if you don't say it, buddy, I really sympathize with you."

"Actually, I know that you have an inferiority complex in your heart, and you understand and understand. Oh yes, this Taoist master passed on a secret recipe for a good medicine, specifically to cure your disease, for the sake of our relationship, how about I give you one? ”

This time, the entire disco burst into laughter.

"You taught?" Xiao Qingwu looked sideways at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's face was black, "I was taught by him." ”

Looking at the young man again, his whole face was already blue, and he sneered, "Very good, give Lao Tzu a bad job." ”

With the young man's shout, more than a dozen people behind him rushed out in unison, surrounding the little fat man in the middle.

"Groove, what are you doing, do you want to do a dry rack?"

Huo Tian and the others are not vegetarians, whether they are right or wrong, these grandsons even dare to insult Sister Wu, if it weren't for Lu Feng's presence, they would have done it a long time ago.

"Fatty, don't do it and don't die, remember to have long eyes in the next life."

The little fat man exaggerated his mouth, and suddenly punched the person who spoke in the eye, and hooked his fingers to the others defiantly.

"Come on, come on, your fat brother will teach you how to fight."

"Look for death!"

A group of people flocked to it, and they couldn't even pick up a fat man, so they were in vain.

However...... There was no such thing at all, however, the next scene made everyone smack.

The little fat man seems to be covered in fat, and his movement speed is amazing, and catching people is a round of bombardment, without any routine.

"This guy, hehe." Lu Feng poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly.

When it comes to murder, the old pavilion master gave him his brothers, and no one is worse than him, and some are even bloodier than him.

And fighting, is the favorite of the little fat man.

"Ah, why is your nose crooked, this Taoist master will help you."

"I'll go, what are you doing with your legs, I really didn't mean to, did it break?"

Syllable!

A slap was given to one of the men, who spun around twice before falling straight down.

"Hey, you get up, don't pretend to be dead, this Daoist master doesn't have any strength."

Bang!

I saw a person fly out directly, flying from the center of the dance floor to the gate, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he fainted.

Coming and going, there are not many people left who can stand.

No one would have thought that this fat dun would fight so fiercely, this is not a dozen group beatings, but a dozen of them alone, and they are abused!

The remaining three or four, where do they dare to come up.

"You, you, and you, come here, this Taoist and you have a good chat about life."

The men watched as the people on the ground wailed in pain, swallowing their saliva and their legs shaking.

"I'm going to stop fighting so soon, hey, it's so boring, can you have some staying power." The whole process is that the little fat man is talking to himself.

At this time, the young man no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and the young man beside him stared at the little fat man with a solemn face.

"I want him dead." The young man looked back at the youth.

A cold light suddenly burst out of the young man's eyes, "You shouldn't do it, because ......"

Before the young man finished speaking, the little fat man approached with a kick.

This kick was even harder, kicking the young man out of the gate.

The little fat man raised his middle finger, "Because you're a ghost, you put yarn in front of this Daoye." ”