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Chapter 4382

How could Feng Weiyuan not be angry?

Moreover, it was not only Feng Weiyuan who was angry, but also Han Tengfei, the great monk Huachen and three other people.

Chen Feiyu stretched out his index finger and shook it, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, a hint of sarcasm: "You can't kill me. Saying unachievable lies will only add to the laughter."

Chen Yuchang was surprised. He was too arrogant. No matter how powerful Chen Feiyu was, he was still young after all and had limited time to practice martial arts. How could he resist the four men joining forces?

Not only Chen Yuchang thought this, but everyone else in the teahouse, including Chen Yongming, also had the same idea.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor is so arrogant, the poor monk is so shocked that he can't help but want to send you to the Paradise of Paradise immediately."

The great monk Huachen clasped his hands together, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Ping Honglin struck Chen Yongming several times with lightning speed.

Chen Yongming froze and couldn't move immediately. He could only express his anger through his wide-open eyes.

Then, Ping Honglin carried a long knife and quickly walked into the teahouse. Together with the three monks, Huachen, they surrounded Chen Feiyu and looked at Chen Feiyu with a sneer.

Murderous intent!

As soon as one of them takes action, the remaining three will all attack Chen Feiyu.

Everyone in the teahouse cast silent glances at Chen Feiyu.

The four "innate strong men" jointly attacked, which was definitely not something that a young boy could resist.

Chen Yuchang looked panicked and said quickly: "Thank you for your help, but they are very powerful, and it will do you no good to wade through this muddy water. I will try my best to drag out the four of them later, and you can take the opportunity to escape. If... if you do it again next time

If we can meet again, Chen Yuchang will definitely repay your kindness today."

Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows and said: "The four of them attack together. It only takes one move and you will be captured. You can't hold them back at all."

Chen Yuchang's face turned red: "I...I just try my best."

"And..." Chen Feiyu looked at Ping Honglin and the others, with a flash of contempt in his eyes: "They are just four ants. They pose no threat at all, so why should I run away?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the teahouse. Isn't this guy too arrogant?

Chen Yuchang and Chen Yongming were even more shocked. Could it be that he was planning to fight against four "innate" experts with his own strength? Was he kidding?

The faces of Ping Honglin and the other four people all changed, and they became angry!

"Who are you, how dare you be so arrogant!" Ping Honglin raised his long knife and pointed it at Chen Feiyu, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "My sword will not kill nameless ghosts!"

"I have already said my name before." Chen Feiyu was still sitting on the chair and shrugged leisurely: "Since you didn't hear it, it's very sad, because after you get to Huangquan, you won't know who killed you.

Don’t even know.”

He had indeed mentioned his name to Chen Yuchang and his sister before, but Ping Honglin and others were not paying attention to Chen Feiyu at that time.

"Damn it, I think you are looking for death, so I will send you to the underworld first!"

Ping Honglin was furious, raised his hand and raised his knife, shouted and struck Chen Feiyu on the head!

At the same time, the remaining three people also took action.

Chen Yuchang quickly closed her eyes, not daring to look at the tragic scene of Chen Feiyu being killed by the four opponents.

Suddenly, a series of screams came from my ears, and then there was no sound.

Out of curiosity, Chen Yuchang boldly opened her eyes, and immediately screamed, only to see Ping Honglin and the other four people lying in a pool of blood with their eyes wide open, and they could no longer die.

"How...how could this happen?"

Chen Yuchang was shocked.

Inside the teahouse, there was deathly silence.

The difference was that Chen Yuchang, Chen Yongming and others were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they could not speak, and even their bodies froze in place for a moment.

However, Ping Honglin, Monk Huachen and others were literally lying dead in a pool of blood, unable to move.
Chapter completed!
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