Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng frowned. He saw the thief-eyed man who had just sold the news to him among the group of people, and he immediately realized something.

"It's true that Cai can't be exposed, this is not, it has attracted flies."

He saw the thief-eyed man pointing at himself and said a few words next to a burly man. The burly man came over, staring at him greedily, "Boy, keep your mustard bag in it." Hand over all the things you have, and spare you not to die, or else, let you leave Baiyang Town without your life today."

Chen Feng couldn't help showing a bitter smile, and suddenly felt a very absurd feeling.

He is number one on the list of newcomers to Qian Yuanzong's dignified ancestors. In a word, he is a young genius. In a small town, he pointed his nose to a small gang here? Who will believe it? It was spread to Qian Yuanzong, I was afraid it would laugh off people's teeth.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, and he was still laughing, the burly man suddenly felt underestimated, and said in a cold voice, "Little bunny, laugh at your mother?"

As he said, he slapped Chen Feng's table with a slap. The table was shattered and plates and saucers were scattered all over the floor.

Chen Feng stood up slowly, looking at him coldly, without speaking. But this big man was shocked all over his body, feeling like he was being stared at by some beast.

"It's definitely an illusion." He felt so comforted in his heart.

Chen Feng said lightly: "You overturned my meal."

The burly man laughed wildly and said: "Not only did I overturn your food, I also want to kill you bastard."

Chen Feng looked cold: "Now, lick these things on the ground, I will forgive you not to die."

"what?"

After a moment of silence, these people immediately burst into a frantic and disdainful laugh.

The burly man laughed so hard that his tears came out, and he turned around and said to his subordinates: "Have you heard? What did this little bunny say? Let's lick these things on the ground, haha, it's ridiculous, you think you are Who? Is it the young master of the Bai family or the young master of the Yang family, dare to talk to us like this?"

The other people in the restaurant also showed disdain and amusement.

The burly man then turned hideous and stared at Chen Feng fiercely: "Little boy, you are dead, now you lick these things clean for Lao Tzu, I will let you keep a whole body, or you will die. It was very ugly, and then threw it outside the town to feed the wild dogs."

Chen Feng was too lazy to talk with them anymore, and the Ziyue Sword suddenly came out.

To deal with these people, he doesn't even have to use any moves.

Everyone in the restaurant saw a white shadow flashing past, and then Chen Feng stood there casually, retracting the knife into its sheath.

But the burly man and others stood still, motionless.

Immediately afterwards, a blood streak appeared on their stiff necks, and then the blood streaks turned into blood streaks. Then, a huge amount of blood spewed out, and their heads fell from their bodies.

With a thump, a headless body fell to the ground one after another. The dozen people brought by the big man were all killed, and none of them were spared. It was only a moment when Chen Feng acted.

Seeing this scene, many people in the restaurant uttered an exclamation, and the look they looked at Chen Feng changed. They were disdainful of it, but now they are a little more solemn.

It's just that most people see him like this, and a few people look at him with a bit more greedy. In other words, their greedy eyes nailed the Purple Moon Knife in Chen Feng's hand.

The big man of the Tiger Gang stood up, and there were three or four people with him, and several people gathered in front of Chen Feng.

One of them sneered, and said coldly: "This little brother, the start is so cruel, but unfortunately, you killed the wrong person. The man you killed was called Boss Wu, who happened to know me and was a subordinate of our Tiger Gang. , Every year you have to pay us a lot of money. You kill him now, what do we say about this?"

Chen Feng knew at a glance that he was definitely lying, and Wu boss probably didn't know them at all.

He calmly said, "What do you guys say."

Several big guys were happy, and when they heard Chen Feng's tone, they thought he was weak and gave up.

The big man laughed wildly: "I'm Mu Binhong, the leader of the sub-rudder of the Tigers Gang Baiyang Town, boy, you killed our people, you should have killed you directly here, but today you are in a good mood. The knife is handed over as compensation, and we will pass this matter."

Chen Feng's heart was bright: "It turns out that I have taken a fancy to the Purple Moon Knife in my hand."

His silence at this moment was regarded as a sign of weakness by these members of the Tiger Gang.

Mu Binhong stepped forward and grabbed the Purple Moon Knife in his hand directly. Chen Feng closed his hand and said with a cold voice, "Is it right?"

Mu Binhong was ashamed and angry, and shouted: "I want your knife, that is to give you face!"

He looked coldly and said: "Boy, you don't know how to praise. Although you killed Boss Wu and the others, they are just a few poppies. It is easy to kill them."