"Hmph, do you want to use martial arts?" Dao Qing snorted coldly and said, "Do you know, I am a martial arts practitioner? How can you compare to mortals?" Dao Qing said angrily.

He wondered, where did this kid's turtle aura come from? To be honest, Daoqing was really scared by the temperament emitted by Ling Jie's whole body just now, and his soul was trembling. If he was not careful, he would die here.

"Hmph, you can't use your fingers if you mess with me." Ling Jie snorted in his heart and said, "How about a martial arts practitioner? Go back and tell Li Xi that there will only be one consequence of trying to do the right thing with me, that is death!"

Ling Jie hummed coldly and was about to give him another chance. If Daoqing still doesn't know how to show off, then don't blame us Jie for being angry.

"Li Xi?" At this time, everyone in the audience turned their attention to Ling Jie. They thought to themselves, is Li Xi the one he was talking about? Is this kid really not afraid of death? He actually openly scolded the king here? How did they know that Li Xi is very afraid of our brother Jie? This is something they don't know yet.

"Hmph, you guys, you're so angry!" Daoqing wanted to call out the flying sword in his body, but Ling Jie said, "I don't want to do anything..."

Ling Jie immediately used his Tianji Art, and he knew that someone would become a fool again after he was about to kill him with a sword? This is impossible. Brother Jie has always respected the elderly and loved the young. How could he do such a low-level thing? Just now, Brother Jie thought about it carefully and planned to use Tianji Art. Don’t you look down on me ordinary people? Wait, I will let you see how the Tianji Art is so that you can see how I, an ordinary mortal, defeated you. So, Ling Jie burst into a newly established message in Daoqing’s mind.

This is the general content of this confidence. Just run for me twice and try it. You must not wear clothes, otherwise you will be dead...!

Ling Jie had just poured this message into Daoqing's mind, and Daoqing stood up from the chair and said, "I want to run two laps, I want to run two laps. Beauties, I want to run...!"

So, Daoqing shouted like this, and stepped back from the teahouse. Xiaobian, want to fight with me? You are still too young!

Ling Jie glanced at Daoqing's back and said, "Everyone, my friend must have been mentally ill just now. Who of you has a cell phone to call? Let the police uncle come to save him! My phone is out of battery, thank you! Love, he and I were joking just now, just wanting to treat him, but I didn't expect..."

Ling Jie held his fist and said sadly at everyone sitting, asking for help. Sometimes Ling Jie has to admire himself, is it okay?

"I have a phone number, I'll go call now. This old man runs out like this, ah..." One of the young men sighed and called the Gu Police Station, saying: "Uncle Police Officer, there is a madman who just came out of a mental hospital in our Laiyue Teahouse. He is running...!"
Chapter completed!