Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

Chapter 73 is their first move

After the words were finished, a young man wearing a brocade robe, with a face like a crown jewel, and an elegant demeanor strolled in.

Feng Bujue looked at the visitor, his eyes froze, and he calmed down. He banged the spear on the ground and asked:

"Who is in the hall, sign up!"

"If you're not talented, I'm going to be an undisciplined person, Li Lianpeng."

Li Lianpeng cupped her hands perfunctorily and introduced herself with a smile.

"Li Lianpeng, a loose person in the world?" Feng Bujue frowned in confusion.

He had never heard of this name before, and then he looked at Huang Haitao in front of him.

When Huang Haitao saw the person coming, he trembled subconsciously and hid behind Feng Bujue.

"Hall Master, be careful, this is the person who injured Butler Huang last night..."

Feng Bujue squinted his eyes and didn't pay attention to this subordinate's little move. He turned to look at Li Lianpeng and sneered,
"You are so brave! I was waiting to send someone to look for you, but you came to me on your own initiative!"

"Of course I have some courage. We had a good meal last night, but these disciples of yours, the Hall Master, came to disturb us. I didn't sleep all night and suffered from insomnia. Later, I became more and more angry as I thought about today. Come to the door and ask for an explanation from the Hall Master."

He said he was angry, but Li Lianpeng's handsome face looked cheerful.

Of course, there is no deep hatred. He didn't suffer any loss last night. The ones who got beaten were the people from Fenghuo Hall.

But since you are looking for trouble and extortion, you still need to find a reason.

After all, Fenghuotang is a gangster force that does evil things and should not be treated too lightly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Feng Bujue was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily.

"Joke, what a big joke!"

He pointed at himself and asked with a ferocious expression: "Are you asking me for an explanation?"

Li Lianpeng nodded sincerely, "Please give me an explanation from the Hall Master, otherwise the consequences of my anger will be very serious."

"Boom!"

"Since you want an explanation, then this hall master will satisfy you!"

Feng Bujue laughed evilly and slammed the spear in his hand onto the ground. The bluestone bricks below shattered. He stared at Li Lianpeng and shouted loudly,
"Come on!"

slam-la-

After he finished speaking, twenty or thirty strong young men came out one after another from the back of the lobby, surrounding Li Lianpeng.

These people were all dressed in black, tall and majestic, holding swords and clubs, with cold and ferocious faces. They looked very powerful. They were different from the ordinary Fenghuo Hall disciples that Li Lianpeng casually knocked unconscious outside the hall. At first glance, they were among the elite. of elites.

"Disciples, please listen. Mr. Li comes to our Fenghuo Hall to ask for an explanation. You will do as he wishes and give him a good explanation!"

After Feng Bujue said with a sinister smile, he actually sat back on the Grand Master's chair again.

Obviously, these true direct descendants, who had spent so much effort to cultivate, gave him great confidence.

Looking at the sudden appearance of these people, Huang Haitao also became excited. Unlike these disciples, these thirty disciples are the foundation for Fenghuo Hall to gain a foothold in Yangzhou City, a city with many rivers and lakes. Many martial arts masters are working with these people. I suffered a big loss.

They have killed countless people and will not show up easily. Once they are summoned, they will inevitably cause a bloody storm. They are often ordered by the hall master to do some dirty things that cannot be made public.

It seems there is something good to watch today.

Huang Haitao watched with interest, with the same cruel smile on his face as the hall master.

Although I can't bear it in my heart, since the other party is so ignorant and refuses to escape after hurting someone last night, and dares to come to the door single-handedly, then he is reckless.

There is still a trace of kindness in his heart for people who do not know whether to live or die, and Huang Haitao, who has never killed anyone, will not feel pity.

Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to his status as a disciple of Fenghuo Hall.

Li Lianpeng looked at the Fenghuo Hall disciples surrounding him and felt a strong killing intent from them.

Killing intent may seem ethereal, but people with deep internal strength and keen senses can usually feel it.

Li Lianpeng curled her lips, knowing that it was not easy to make money.

Although when I came here, I had the consciousness that I would definitely take action, but when the real thing came, I still felt troublesome. "Everyone, please stop being impatient and come on together. I'm in a hurry."

As soon as Li Lianpeng finished speaking, the Fenghuo Hall disciple closest to him stepped forward, raised the wolf fang list in his hand, and smashed it down on Li Lianpeng's head.

Soon after, Li Lianpeng stood still and did not move, letting the spike-covered wolf's teeth hit his head.

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, the mace in this disciple's hand was thrown away by a rebound force, and hit the head of an unprepared disciple behind him. The unlucky guy shook his body, and blood trickled from his head. more than.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his forehead, rolled his eyes, made a thump, and fell to the ground. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing this, the others were immediately aroused and attacked with weapons in their hands.

They were originally bred in captivity by Feng Bujue, thugs and death warriors who killed without any plan. After smelling the smell of blood, they became even more excited.

Suddenly, the place was extremely lively.

Li Lianpeng, who had attached the Prajna Dragon Elephant Skill to his body surface, stood still, as if there were roots under his feet, allowing these Fenghuo Hall disciples to attack.

After a dozen breaths, the thirty elite disciples of Fenghuo Hall, whose hands were stained with countless blood, fell to the ground and rolled around, wailing.

This was not something that anyone else could blame. The injuries on their bodies were all caused by their companions. Li Lianpeng just stood there and let them beat them. Who knew that they actually started killing each other in front of their hall master.

You stab me with a sword, I chop you with a knife, you hit me with a stick, and I give you a stick with my backhand. The scene is extremely chaotic...

Feng Bujue stood up at some point, trembling all over, not from fear, but from anger.

These losers couldn't even last for half a quarter of an hour. All the money he spent on them was in vain.
"stop!"

Feng Bujue was shocked and angry, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

However, his words were obviously too late.

Everything he relied on was lying on the ground at this time, either holding the injuries accidentally caused by his companions and moaning in pain, or holding his shattered internal organs and meridians, gasping for air.

They are dead soldiers, not dead people, but they can also feel pain and fear.

At this time, even if he had some strength and was not seriously injured, he would not want to get up and face the strange man in front of him.

The reason why he felt weird was that even though he stood still and allowed them to attack all at once, serving with swords, clubs, fists and feet, he was as stable as a rock and unscathed, and there was still a weird counter-shock power in his body.

Even scarier than the so-called golden bell and iron shirt!
"Master Feng, you also saw that it was your people who made the first move."

Li Lianpeng lightly flicked the footprints on her chest and said with a satisfied smile:
"Now there is physical evidence."

He deliberately exposed a few flaws and let these people leave some marks on his clothes, proving that it was the Fenghuo Hall that was bullying him, not him bullying them.

Although the fact is that he is bullying people, all the evidence shows that he is innocent.

"What exactly do you want?!"

Feng Bujue said sternly, nervously clenching the spear in his hand.

His martial arts are naturally good, otherwise he would not be able to create the Fenghuo Hall and become the leader of the hall.

But even he had to be careful when facing these thirty direct descendants. One mistake could result in death on the spot, so it would definitely not be so easy.

The other party's weird and weird kung fu made him extremely afraid.

Unlike other disciples, he was well-informed and could see that this was a sign of deep inner strength.

No matter how many moves you make, I will remain firm!
This is a method that only a martial arts master with great martial arts skills can do!
Kicked the iron plate!
This was Feng Bujue's first reaction.

"Gudong..."

The wide-eyed Huang Haitao came to his senses and swallowed. His heart was beating rapidly and his legs were weak and numb. Although they were still more than ten feet away, the invisible pressure that the other party gave him last night was still moving towards him. Pressed down.

After Feng Bujue finished asking, Li Lianpeng took a step forward, put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile:

"The purpose of my coming here is very simple. While asking for an explanation, I also want to teach you, the Hall Master, a lesson."

"The head of the hall needs to know that in this world, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded."

　Chapter 1 is here~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)