Peerless Martial Soul

He was surrounded by dozens of male and female servants, who were extremely extravagant, obviously his identity was extraordinary.

Just as he was about to walk in, he suddenly looked back and saw several people in Chen Feng.

Among Chen Feng's group, there are three women, and each of them is very beautiful, very eye-catching.

The fat man's eyes immediately filled with light, and he was aroused. He stared at a few people blankly, and the Harazi almost came down.

Moreover, he blinked his eyes and turned around on the faces of Chen Feng and Uncle Dao, with a look of relief on his faces, and said to himself:

"This kid, dressed in such a simple dress and so young, I look a little stunned. He shouldn't be a powerful kid in the city. He should have no background, he doesn't look like a powerful person."

"The strength of the guard next to him is not bad, but unfortunately I haven't seen it in the city."

"I haven't seen it. It's definitely not a master in the city, indicating that this kid is either unknown or a stranger."

He smiled, and immediately became a little moved: "There is no risk in molesting those women, because this kid can't do anything to me!"

Toward, he walked forward slowly, before Chen Feng took out the invitation, he said scornfully and mockingly: "Boy, don't pretend to be, you are so poor, how could there be an invitation? Posts!"

Chen Feng frowned, staring at him without saying a word.

And this fat man looked at Chen Ziyuan, Han Yuer and others with a smirk, with a smug smile on his face, and said: "A few big beauties, I said, you guys don't follow this kid."

"This kid, he doesn't have much strength at first glance, and his status is low. He doesn't even have an invitation. Look at me..."

As he said, he shook the silver invitation in his hand and said proudly: "This is a few silver invitations. I am the future Patriarch of the Zhao family, the big clan in the city. You follow me in. You have a lot of face!"

"Oh? Young Master Zhao?" Chen Feng showed a mocking smile: "Then, do you know who I am?"

Young Master Zhao waved his hand impatiently: "Which patience knows who you are? Anyway, it's just a pariah!"

Chen Feng looked at him with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, only to spit out four words gently: "Am I Chen Feng?"

"What Chen Feng? I haven't heard of it at all!" Young Master Zhao showed a disdainful smile, waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'm just a nameless person, no strength, no influence!"

He said impatiently: "Hurry up and leave this chick to me! Otherwise, even kill you!"

Behind this young master Zhao, the 50 or 60-year-old veteran, when he heard the name Chen Feng, his face showed a touch of contemplation.

But after a while, this meditation turned into a deep shock, and then it turned into extreme fear.

He hurriedly tugged his young master's sleeve, winking at him again and again, motioning him to stop talking.

But Young Master Zhao was still immersed in the joy of getting a beautiful woman. He felt that his sleeve had been pulled several times, and he stared at the steward impatiently and said, "Old thing, what do you pull?"

Seeing the old manager winking at him, he is not a fool, and the old manager lowered his voice and said, "Master, he is Chen Feng! Chen Feng!"

"What? Chen Feng?" At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly. Suddenly, he let out a scream like a slain chicken, pointed at Chen Feng and said: "What, you, you are Chen Feng?"

"That Chen Feng who had a decisive battle with Lord Lieyang on the top of Sunset Peak?"

Chen Feng looked at him, still smiling, but the smile was extremely cold: "If there is no one else, then it's probably a mere trifle."

At this time, Young Master Zhao's face had turned pale, his body trembled violently, his teeth trembled, but cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

He looked at Chen Feng, the arrogance on his face was completely gone, replaced by a deep look of fear.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but his gums kept fighting, but he couldn't say a word.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "What did you say just now? I didn't hear clearly, you repeat it again."

Zhao Gongzi said shiveringly: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, you heard it wrong."

The butler next to him also said flatly: "Master Chen, you are very strong. Don't be familiar with us. We don't deserve to be compared with you at all. You lift your hands and let us go."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Oh? You said you let me let you go and let you go, your face is not so big with me!"

As he said, he cast his eyes on Young Master Zhao, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand was slightly raised.

When Young Master Zhao saw this action, he was so frightened that he fell on his knees with a plop.

He remembered Chen Feng's previous record and his horror. He knew that Chen Feng could kill him as long as he raised his arm and shot.

And he has no power to fight back at all!

With an expression of pretending surprise on Chen Feng's face, he stretched out his hand and flicked it on Zhao Gongzi's shoulder, smiled and said, "Zhao Gongzi, what are you doing?

"I just saw a little dust on your shoulders, and I played it for you."

Young Master Zhao blushed like pig liver, he was beaten fiercely by Chen Feng in front of everyone.

But he didn't dare to say more, just laughed with him.

Chen Feng's eyes suddenly became cold, a big eared photon slapped his face fiercely, and asked faintly, "Who is a pariah?"

Young Master Zhao was slapped, but he did not dare to have any resistance, let alone any reactionary emotions, he trembled: "I am a pariah, I am a pariah."

Chen Feng took out a golden invitation, it lit up in front of him, smiled and said, "Did you see what this is?"

"Look clearly, it's a golden invitation."

"Pop!" Another big slap hit his face fiercely.

"This golden invitation or your silver invitation must be higher, which one is higher?"

"Of course it is your golden invitation." Zhao Gongzi said.

Chen Feng kicked out and kicked directly on his heart. With a bang, Young Master Zhao was kicked out 100 meters away, spurting blood and falling to the ground, screaming again and again.

However, there was a sense of fortune in his heart, he knew that his life was saved.

Chen Feng snorted and said: "This time I miss you for the first time. If I meet again next time, I will abolish your underside, so that you will never be able to molest a woman in this life!"

Zhao Gongzi knelt on the ground and banged his head: "Thank you, Master Chen, for your great kindness, and Master Chen, for sparing my life."