I Have a Martial Arts Panel

"How do you solve it?"

Then Xu Ning walked straight over the words of the green shirt warrior.

"Um?"

After seeing Xu Ning's clothing and confirming Xu Ning's identity, the qingshan warrior and the short coat warrior looked at each other.

The troubles and everything are secondary, they are mainly aimed at the people in the Shadow Moon Martial Arts Hall.

"The kid is arrogant!"

The martial artist in the short coat looked up and down Xu Ning.

Seeing Xu Ning so young, he really didn't care about it.

"Take five hundred taels of gold tickets, and that's it."

The martial artist in the short coat is a gangster.

When he spoke, the corners of his eyes were hideous, and his tone was murderous.

Obviously, he and the people behind him are cruel people with blood on their hands.

"Five hundred taels of gold tickets?"

Xu Ning shook his head: "Too much, less."

"Four hundred taels of gold tickets, and then hand the long-legged girl to us to take away."

The green shirt warrior stepped forward, and he glanced at Han Yue, his tone lightly.

Hanyue was molested in this way, but she was still not surprised, her complexion remained unchanged, and her mentality was very stable.

She has followed Han Huxiao to run the martial arts hall for many years and has her own judgment.

Hanyue knew very well that the two people in front of him were deliberately irritating and provoking herself and Xu Deputy Museum Master.

Hearing what the green shirt warrior said, Xu Ning gently shook his head and chuckled.

"You really, can't figure out how many catties you have..."

Xu Ning moved suddenly, and he took out his palm with one hand, condensing spiral force in his palm.

Before the Qingshan warrior could react, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdominal cavity.

First, there was a needle-like tingling sensation, and then a spiral of strength turned up, as if to shred the abdominal cavity.

puff!

The green shirt warrior spouted blood.

He covered his abdomen, stepped back a few steps, and looked at Xu Ning's eyes, full of horror and fear.

"Spiral power, you are the eighth layer of the mortal realm, a martial artist of the moving realm!"

Artistic conception warrior? !

As soon as he said this, the short-coat warrior next to him and the subordinates behind him changed their expressions drastically.

The reason why they were so arrogant before was because there were two masters of mind in the blue shirt warrior and the short coat warrior.

Before they came, their employer had told them that the Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall that was about to be targeted was only a Mind Martial Artist, but now, how can a master of Mood State emerge?

Their first thought was that they were cheated by their employers.

"Motion?"

Except for the troublemaker, Hanyue was the most shocked.

The deputy master Xu was still in the state of mind a few days ago, so how come he was promoted to the state of mood quietly?

Deputy Director Xu, how old is he!

Hanyue's heart was shocked at first, but then, a wave of joy grew in her heart.

Eight layers of mortal realms, artistic realm!

Vice-master Xu has been promoted to Momentum!

In this way, the Shadow Moon Martial Arts Hall was probably saved.

Even saying that even Miss Feng San's power does not need to be borrowed, and the Shadow Moon Martial Arts Hall can be restored to its former conditions.

At this time, Hanyue looked at Xu Ning's eyes, which were full of different colors.

"Your Excellency, we have no eyes and ran into you. Please forgive me!"

The warrior in the short coat reacted quickly and hurriedly clasped his fists to apologize: "We will withdraw now."

As he said, he was about to leave with the Qingshan Warrior and his subordinates behind him.

"Hold on."

Xu Ning's voice made the troublemakers feel nervous.

"Come as you say, leave as you say, what do you think of our Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall?"

As he said, Xu Ning held the short knife at his waist, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

The short-coat warriors and the blue-shirt warriors immediately covered their foreheads with tight beads of sweat.

They have dry mouth and tongue and are very nervous.

"Sir, what do you say?"

The green shirt warrior endured the pain and asked humbly.

"Let’s talk about it first, who asked you to come?"

Xu Ning's momentum is aggressive.

"US……"

The martial artist in the short coat turned his eyes randomly: "We are the rangers outside the city, come to the city to do some things. Because we haven't seen a woman for a long time, we came to this Liuyelou. I wanted to find some girls to drink flowers and wine, but the old bustard No, we just..."

Snapped!

The short coat warrior hasn't finished talking yet.

Xu Ning slapped an ear scraper on the fat face of the warrior in the short coat.

He didn't react at all, just felt the afterimage flashing in front of him, and then he was dizzy, his head and face were severely painful, and he fell to the ground.

"I'm asking who asked you to come! Not asking you to talk about these nonsense! Lies!"

Xu Ning seemed to have lost patience. He stepped on the chest of the martial artist in the short coat, and then drew the short knife behind him.

"I'll ask again, who on earth let you come?"

Xu Ning's words were full of impatience, and seemed to explode at any time: "If you talk nonsense, then I will abolish all of your meridians."

As soon as this remark came out, a few people were aroused.

The administrators of Chun Rin County set a rule that people cannot be killed, but they did not say that they cannot be abolished.

"I said, I said!"

The martial artist in the short coat stepped on by Xu Ning quickly succumbed.

He really felt the killing intent of this young master.

He has no doubt that if he tells a lie again, this young master will directly pierce the meridian nodes of his body with the tip of a knife, and then throw it out of the city before killing others.

"Yes... the people from Fenghe Wuguan let us come!"

The martial artist in the short coat speaks very fast, and he is really afraid that he will be slow to speak, and he will be abolished by Xu Ning.

"We were originally horse bandits from outside Chunlin County. The people from Fenghe Martial Arts Hall found us and gave us a hundred and two gold tickets to let us come to the county city to find the trouble of Shadow Moon Martial Arts Hall."

"They first let us come to the Liuye Tower to make trouble, and after the trouble, they let us go to the Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall to play the gym, and when the Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall is tossed, our mission will be completed."

"Because we are all horse bandits and we don't have a fixed home. Moreover, the price offered by the Fenghe Martial Arts Hall is not cheap, so we have a crooked mind and are ready to make quick money..."

"This hero, let us go! We were also blinded by others for a while, and our hearts were greedy. As long as you let us go, we will surely fly far away and never step into Chunrin County again."

In just a few words, the martial artist in the short coat explained the ins and outs of the matter.

"Fenghe Wuguan?"

Xu Ning is not very familiar.

He turned his head to look at Hanyue on the side.

"I shouldn't lie."

After listening to the martial artist in the short coat, Hanyue's complexion was solemn and gloomy.

"Count you honestly."

Xu Ning took his feet off the short-coat warrior~www.readwn.com~ Thank you very much, thank you very much! "

The short-coat warrior quickly got up and was about to take the Qingshan warrior and his subordinates and leave quickly.

Here they don't want to stay longer.

"Hold on."

Xu Ning stopped them again.

"So framed the design of our Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall, and just left?"

Xu Ning took the short knife back into the scabbard: "Leave the golden tickets you got from the Fenghe Martial Arts Hall, and then each of you will break your arm and you can go."

Xu Ning's tone was calm, but everyone present, whether it was the visitor or the girl from the Liuye Tower, was all cold.

This young warrior looks humble, but when he does things, he is really fierce and domineering.

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