Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 180 Xing Shi and Asking for Guilty!

The restaurant is still the original restaurant, the decoration style has not changed, the diners are full, and the popularity is very high.

But there are also people to be divided. There are three to five tables in the hall, all of which are tall and thick men, almost all of whom are bare-chested and holding weapons in their hands.

Although Su Sheng claims to be an enemy of a hundred men, he has never met so many swordsmen before!
At this moment, a plump old man with a bearded face and gray chest hair got up from his seat, and walked up to him with a tonnage of more than two hundred catties.

In the eyes of others, this is a fat old man, but experts in martial arts will know that when a person reaches middle age, muscular body is not important anymore. On the contrary, this kind of fat man can beat the opponent once he fights. Doubt about life.

"Mr. Su, please take a seat. Today, my Ma family will ask you for an explanation."

"The Ma family, it really is you, the world is so big, I am afraid that only your Ma family can have so many swordsmen!"

When Su Sheng spoke, there was fire in his eyes. It wasn't that he was suddenly bent, but that the swordsmen of the Ma family could also be his help. The so-called one inch is long and one inch is strong. will always take advantage.

"Mr. Su's words are true. Everyone in my Ma family is a hero. They were born for swords, and life is like a sword."

The plump old man also carried a knife. He was no more than 1.6 meters tall, with a fat belly, a shiny yellow complexion and disheveled hair, but he had a kind of silent domineering.

Su Sheng clasped his hands again, and said, "Are you here to thank me for forcing the second son of the Ma family to death?"

"Chila!" "Clang!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone reacted fiercely. They drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, revealing half of the blades shining brightly.

In ancient times, this group of people would have been able to go to the battlefield, and wherever they passed, there would inevitably be bloody storms.

Among the hundred or so people at the scene, except for this old man, none of them had reached the realm of a grandmaster, but if it was another great grandmaster who came here to face it, they would not be willing to fight hard, because the outcome is really unpredictable.

A hundred swordsmen became violent, and if they were not afraid of death, their blood was boiling, and their lethality was extremely terrifying, no one wanted to provoke them.

"Get out!"

The fat old man waved his hand, and the hundred people immediately drew their knives back to their sheaths, and they were reborn and sat back in their seats, but with this kind of aura, most people here would probably be scared to pee.

However, Su Sheng is not an ordinary person. After provoking with a single sentence, he stretched out his hand to make a false allusion and said, "Please!"

Then I went to the middle dining table and took a seat.

The fat old man followed closely and also took a seat. There was another white-bearded old man at the same table. He was not as strong as the others, but rather thin. Ribs were visible on his chest, and his whole body was lacking in vitality. However, the old man's skinny hands If you grab the long knife, you can still fight again.

The most important thing is that standing behind the old man is a man with messy hair in his early 30s, with a square face, standing motionless, but with awe-inspiring righteousness from the inside out.

This man was not a master, but he was the strongest person present, extremely dangerous, his eyelids twitched when he glanced at it, it was an instinctive tremor.

Su Sheng looked at the man and said, "This is the boss of the Ma family, the strongest of the younger generation, let's strike first!"

"Don't dare!" The boss of the Ma family responded with a knife in his hand, but that was all he said.

"Boom!"

The fat old man pressed the blade of the knife on the table and said, "This is my grandfather of the Ma family. Today, the grandfather will decide the matter of Mr. Su."

"I have admired your great name for a long time, Suwen the Ma family's grandfather is just, I believe it!"

Su Sheng clasped his fists to the old man, and then said to the fat old man: "You are always the younger brother of the current head of the Ma family, Ma Jinjiu who is known as the Ninth Master!"

The fat old man smiled proudly: "Mr. Su really knows the bottom line of my Ma family, otherwise how could he kill my Ma family's second child."

"Jiuye, you're done talking about it. I said that you were forced to die as a joke, but if you keep saying that you are forced to die, it is a crime you want to impose."

After Su Sheng finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. The wine was extremely strong. It should be the original wine brewed by himself. It was not worth much, but when he drank it, he naturally had a kind of boldness that a man should have.

"You must have checked Ma Laoer's wounds. You should know that he committed suicide and has nothing to do with me."

Of course Su Sheng had reasons not to panic, but he also had excuses to panic. In his life, he rarely made mistakes, but he was a little unclear with the Ma family.

The fat old man also picked up the wine glass, exuding a scorching smell of fireworks, not because the old man is a Qi trainer, or a person with supernatural powers, but because of his occupation, the breath of nature.

Strictly speaking, the Ma family is not a school or a family, but a shop. The Ma family has made a living by forging weapons for generations, that is, selling knives. All the masters of the Ma family are blacksmiths and born swordsmen.

The fat old man said, "Mr. Su's words have passed. My second son of the Ma family couldn't commit suicide by rubbing his neck for no reason. I came today to ask Mr. Su to speak clearly, or use your true skills to get out of here."

"Oh, you are here to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?"

Su Sheng tapped his fingers on the table, but he didn't know how much the Ma family knew about him. If they said they didn't know, why should they be so polite? They probably would have chopped it down long ago.

But if you want to understand, you still need to ask about the inside story, and the knife has already been put on his neck.

For some reason, he is calm now, but he can't be calm!

"That's exactly what I mean, Mr. Su, now I'll give you a chance to defend yourself. If you can convince my Ma family's grandfather, you'll be fine. If you don't agree, you can break into my Ma's sword array, how about it!"

The fat old man's hand is always on the handle of the knife, and so are the others. Although it seems to be polite now, it might explode at any time, draw the knife and hack you to death.

Su Sheng put down his wine glass, slammed the table, stood up and said, "Then why don't you try your Ma family's knife before I tell myself!"

"Bold!"

"Where did the madman come from!"

Su Sheng provoked again, and instantly made the swordsmen become manic. If the momentum was raised and they rushed forward, the consequences would be disastrous.

But he is Su Sheng, so he has never been afraid of anyone. On the contrary, he has no enmity with the Ma family, and he is destined not to have any enmity, so he has no fear.

It's like he's picking people to help him with things in Handong. At the same time, he can check and balance with Qi practitioners and casual practitioners, so he can continue to be a salted fish again.

"Mr. Su wants to test the knife, here I come!"

The boss of the Ma family stood up. Although Su Sheng wanted to challenge the Fat Ninth Master, he couldn't really let the elders do it. If any accident happened, everyone present would be guilty.

"Yes, I have heard for a long time that the boss of the Ma family has always only used one blow when fighting against others, because no one can beat you faster, then let me try, what kind of ability do you have to dare to claim the first blow?"

Su Sheng suddenly became arrogant, not because of his personality, but because he had his own plan. If he didn't suppress these people first, how could he confess the romantic debt he committed that night.

No, he is the victim, he just took advantage, how can a man say that he has suffered a disadvantage, if that is the case, what is the difference between him and a scumbag!
(End of this chapter)