A storm centered around Chen Yang swept through the entire Market Town.
In fact, it even showed signs of spreading southward across the entire Yuning Mountain.
Inside a restaurant.
Ka-cha.
Yang Hu kicked Zhou Yang to the ground in front of everyone in the hall, "Trash like you dares to act high and mighty, trying to make my boss crawl to your Zhou Family and beg?"
"Excuse , who are you?"
Zhou Yang: "..."
The address of the Zhou Family had already been given to this person, yet this person still cursed and attacked, leaving Zhou Yang in utter despair and hysteria.
How could he not see that this guy just wanted to tornt him.
The glaring blood stains on the restaurant hall floor had completely spread.
Not to ntion the rich young n with Zhou Yang, even those ordinary diners from afar were scared out of their wits, frozen in place, not daring to move.
A thick atmosphere of killing intent perated every corner of the air in the hall.
"What a thing!"
Yang Hu was truly angered. Yuning Mountain is indeed different from the mundane world, but has Chen Yang really fallen to the point where anyone can step on him?
Invincible in the world, Chen Yang.
The phrase, even in this Yuning Mountain, what difference does it make?
"Spare, spare !" Zhou Yang disregarded the blood flowing from his mouth and nose, lay on the ground like a dead dog, struggling to lift his head and pleaded with Yang Hu.
At this mont, he was supposed to be at the Zhou Family, welcoming Princess Ling'er with his grandfather, but now…
The huge contrast made his mind collapse.
The crowd on the scene, whispered in sympathy.
This guy was too ruthless.
"Outrageous!!"
Suddenly, a thunderous shout ca from the doorway, crashing into the restaurant hall, resonating like waves.
This sudden scene startled everyone.
Only Zhou Yang was overjoyed.
"Quan, Uncle Quan?!"
Zhou Yang lifted his head, seeing the old man who had walked into the hall, his eyes suddenly brightened, his face showing indescribable excitent, shouted desperately: "Uncle Quan, save , hurry save !"
Suddenly, not only Zhou Yang, but also those other rich young n beca excited.
"Steward Zhou, kill this trash, avenge Mr. Zhou."
"You must kill him!"
The crowd shouted, their faces once twisted and pale now regaining color, replaced by an unstoppable excitent and thrill.
Earlier was too suffocating, too humiliating!
What was their status?
In this Shisu Town, they were the top of the social hierarchy, when had they ever been treated like this?
"You reckless fool, daring to lay a hand on soone from my Zhou Family? Do you have a death wish!"
The person was precisely Zhou Quan, who had co to find Zhou Yang and take him ho. He could never have dread of witnessing such a scene.
That was his family's young master!
Boom!
The enraged Zhou Quan charged forward, swinging fists the size of sandbags, with the montum of a mountain, crushing down from above towards Yang Hu's head.
This punch, Zhou Quan gave it his all, intending to kill with one blow.
"Just you?"
Yang Hu grinned, his five fingers spread open and bent into a claw, and in that mont, like tearing apart the void, it swept away everything.
The fist wind instantly dissipated, and with a boom, caught Zhou Quan by the throat, following with a kick.
Bang.
Zhou Quan lifted into the air, Yang Hu bent his knees and surged upward, striking Zhou Quan squarely in the chest.
Boom!!
Zhou Quan's chest caved in completely.
"Pfft."
Zhou Quan hit the ground face first, spraying blood, his whole body limp, only his eyes filled with extre horror and dread, staring firmly at Yang Hu.
This, this strength is unimaginable!
At the sa ti.
The previous second, Zhou Yang was filled with excitent, as if he could already see Yang Hu dying miserably, his great revenge achieved, but suddenly his expression froze, his eyes rapidly widened as if seeing a ghost.
Those other wealthy disciples, each looked as if they had lost their parents, their faces as grim as could be.
This, who could have predicted?
The person they regarded as a savior, Zhou Quan, couldn't even withstand a single move from the opponent…
"Old man, who dies tired of living?" Yang Hu wiped the blood off his hand, asked casually.
Zhou Quan: "..."
At this mont, Zhou Quan's energy was scattered, his eyes dim, struggling to get back on his feet, speechless.
"Who, old man, who dies tired of living?"
Pa.
Yang Hu raised his hand and slapped, the barely standing Zhou Quan knelt on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.
Zhou Yang watched this scene, even his scalp felt numb, that was the steward from his Zhou Family, so close to the Heaven Saint realm, yet right now…
Lying on the ground like a stray dog, shivering.
"Old thing like you, acting without listening? Well, just like any family of trash produces such beasts." Yang Hu sneered, "No wonder why such scum cos from the sa broken family."
Little wonder the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is bent.
At least ask why before deciding to take action.
Even an old guy like this behaves like this, one can only imagine how the rest of the Zhou Family behaves.
"Princess Ling'er will arrive at my Zhou Family soon, I don't care who you are, weigh your actions carefully!" Zhou Quan coldly threatened.
Yang Hu played with the dagger in his hand, smiled and said: "Using a chicken feather as an arrow?"
"In this case, since you're here, lead the way for ." Yang Hu pointed at Zhou Yang with the dagger, "Bring his head, as my birthday gift to Zhou Qingyang, how about it?"
Zhou Quan: "..."
Zhou Yang: "..."
The crowd: "..."
This is to kill Zhou Yang and send his head to the Zhou Family?
What kind of divine maneuver is this?
...
Xianlai Restaurant.
As the most renowned restaurant in Shisu Town, it has always been a hub for big figures.
For example, Mu Ling'er.
And also, Qiao Shan.
As the leading disciple in the Inner Court of Windwelco Academy, Qiao Shan reached the peak of Heaven Saint at twenty-seven, and now three years have passed, his strength undoubtedly further progressed.
The specific strength is unknown to outsiders.
But anyone who has fought against him has never survived.
"Sister Ziyun, although usually a bit capricious, ultimately she is the lady of Windwelco Academy, no matter how unruly, her status remains, is it right for outsiders to discipline her?"
Qiao Shan, in a blue long robe, stood by the window, hands behind his back, the cold moonlight downcast, making his cold face even more chilling, "To kill her, ha ha…"
"Master, that guy at the Zhou Family, may not survive tonight."
A middle-aged man standing straight behind Qiao Shan suggested, "How about we head to the Northern Mountain first?"
"The issue of the Fragnt Map isn't urgent, let them kill each other, we can follow up later."
Qiao Shan gazed at the cold moon on the do, his eye squinted, "If not for Mu Ling'er, I Qiao Shan would go to the Zhou Family and personally execute that trash."
"..."
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