Chapter Forty-Seven: This Man Is Not My Generation

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Although I don't know how Dong Yong can endure it, Lu Bei, the observer, is hard to hear.

Gain, that kind of insult, as long as it is a man, will not listen to it and turn a blind eye.

Fu Guanbao was frightened by this reprimand, and when he turned his head, he found a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man in Tsing Yi, holding a wide sword in his right hand and carrying a long package behind him.

The young man in front of him, his eyes were like stars, and a pair of sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, and he was heroic. A navy blue robe with a little mud stains on it, dressed as a dusty traveler.

Fu Guanbao thought that he was a big man, and he was upset here. Seeing that it was just a passing young man, he immediately sneered and said: "What kind of person should I be, I don't know where the cat and dog came from, to take care of the young master's affairs." ā€

Li Da, the servant behind him, stepped forward and raised his nose and shouted: "Where did the little hairy boy come from, he dares to be rude to the young master of the Fu family, he is really impatient." ā€

The few slaves behind Li Da smiled and were about to step forward to teach Lu Bei a lesson.

And Fu Guanbao put his hands behind his back, and didn't look at Lu Bei squarely, and sneered: "Don't get killed." ā€

"Young master, don't worry. ā€

Li Da and three or four young men with big shoulders and round waists clenched their fists and were about to surround and step forward.

At this time, some onlookers couldn't help but show unbearable expressions on their faces when they saw several Jian slaves coming forward to beat a thin young man.

Heavenly Court Seven Immortal Pavilion

The little seventh princess said with a worried face: "They are going to beat that young man, let's save him." ā€

The fourth princess Lu'er sighed and said, "Seventh sister, we can't interfere in the mortal world, and distant water can't quench the thirst of the near." ā€

Princess Qing'er smiled lightly: "Fourth sister, you have all looked away, this person has a sword, maybe he is a chivalrous man." ā€

Orange stretched lazily and said indifferently: "Even if he knows some martial arts, he may not be able to beat those people." ā€

At this moment, Lu Bei saw that Li Da was leading a few big men with a fierce look on his face and was about to rush over.

With a calm expression, he chuckled, the three-foot-three-inch long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light lit up, and it was returned to the sheath with a "swish".

The six or seven-foot-tall majestic bodies of several small servants behind Li Dahe flew out upside down one by one.

This happened between the lightning and flint, and many people didn't even see when Lu Bei came out of the sword, and those evil slaves were already red and swollen cheeks, and their teeth were smashed and knocked to the ground.

"What a sharp sword light. ā€

In the Seven Immortals Pavilion, Princess Orange, who was lazily looking at the water mirror, widened her eyes, covered her slightly open mouth, and said in surprise.

Princess Qing'er's beautiful eyes were also full of colorful ripples, and she smiled lightly: "There are indeed many swordsmen and righteous warriors in the world." ā€

"Speak disrespectfully, slap your mouth. Lu Bei's body didn't move, and he glanced at Fu Guanbao, who was already stunned.

When Fu Guanbao saw Lu Bei walking towards him, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he hurriedly said, "What are you going to do? ā€

Lu Bei grabbed the collar of Fu Guanbao's chest with his hand, pointed at Dong Yong, who was spewing anger with complacent, and said with a smile: "Apologize to him." ā€

Fu Guanbao was stunned for a moment, his face turned to shame, and he said coldly: "You asked me to apologize for a pariahs like him." ā€

"Why, you want me to say it again. Lu Bei chuckled, but there was no temperature in his eyes.

"Smack. ā€

Fu Guanbao, who was slapped twice, had gold stars in his eyes and was dizzy.

The crowd of onlookers shouted in surprise, and Li Da and the other servants hummed on the ground and chirped: "Boy, release my young master quickly." ā€

Fu Guanbao is a little bit stubborn, maybe he is usually arrogant, where have he suffered this loss, the corners of his mouth are bruised and hematoma, and his eyes stared at Lu Beidao resentfully: "You'd better not fall into my hands." ā€

The crowd of onlookers pointed and pointed: "This Fu family is a famous businessman, this kid, you have offended people." ā€

"Do you dare to say cruel words?" Lu Bei sneered, waved his fist, and hit Fu Guanbao in the stomach again and again.

Fu Guanbao's tears of pain and snot poured out together.

Fu Guanbao only then knew that the hero did not recognize the truth of the loss in front of him, and even if he was so hard-mouthed, he had to be beaten to death by the harmless young man in front of him, and shouted: "The hero spares his life, spares his life." ā€

"Get on your knees. ā€

"You ......" Fu Guanbao only thought that he had heard it wrong, and vowed to skin and cramp the guy in front of him with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Bei kicked Fu Guanbao's leg, and Fu Guanbao involuntarily knelt on his knees.

"Kowtow to this Dong brother and apologize. ā€

Dong Yong hurriedly stood up and waved his hand at this time: "This brother, I can't help it, I can't help it." ā€

Although Dong Yong was extremely humiliated by Fu Guanbao just now, he was unbearable with grief and indignation in his heart, and he was also very relieved to see Lu Bei fighting evil slaves and Fu Guanbao for him.

But after all, after reading the sage book thoroughly, his temperament infiltrated his bones, and he saw Lu Bei forcing Fu Guanbao to kneel and kowtow to himself to apologize, and his long-term reading principles made him think that this move was inappropriate.

At the moment, it is to speak and persuade the Tao.

Lu Bei sneered, he really couldn't understand Dong Yong's pedantic temperament, but he didn't care.

Knowing that not everyone has as clear grievances as he is, he complains directly.

He snorted coldly: "Since Brother Dong doesn't accept your apology, you should keep kneeling here." ā€

Fu Guanbao was resentful in his heart, and after looking at Lu Bei with resentful eyes, and being slapped by Lu Bei several times in a row, he could be said to hate Dong Yong in his heart.

At this time, Dong Yong stood straight with a helpless and helpless expression.

Lu Bei saw that Dong Yong wanted to speak and stopped, as if he wanted to intercede for Fu Guanbao.

And Lu Beihao looked at it with great disgrace, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

In the end, Dong Yong hesitated, but finally spoke: "This brother, Dong Yong thank you for your righteous action, but for this young master of the Fu family, please open up the net." ā€

Lu Bei's eyes were cold, and he sneered: "Oh, you want to forgive him, humiliated you." ā€

Dong Yong's eyes struggled a little, and finally straightened his clothes, and said with a solemn expression: "The sage has words, and he repays his grievances with virtue." Young Master Fu, although I have spoken ill of me, I can't be like him. ā€

Lu Bei's eyes were Ling Ran, and he was silent for a long time.

Fu Guanbao said proudly at this time: "You let me go quickly, and no one else will be held accountable." ā€

Lu Bei glanced at Fu Guanbao with cold eyes, and saw that this cargo had a messy bun and blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know what this guy was proud of.

Lu Bei glanced at Dong Yong deeply, and was slightly disappointed in his heart.

This man is not one of my generation.

Instead, he said to Fu Guanbao: "This head, you are determined." ā€

As he spoke, he forcibly pulled Fu Guanbao all the way to the corpse of Dong Yong's deceased father, and said in a paused voice: "Kowtow to the dead old man, and let him forgive you for the crime of disturbing." ā€

Fu Guanbao was still struggling, waiting to see Lu Bei's gloomy gaze, and even hiding a trace of cold murderous intent.

Reluctantly, under Lu Bei's forced neck, he kowtowed to Dong Yong's deceased father.

Lu Bei kicked Fu Guanbao's ass and said in a deep voice, "Get out." ā€

When Fu Guanbao heard this, he ignored the pain between his chest and ribs, and ran into the distance in a panic.