Chapter 557: The Man Who Sorrows【1】
Luo Liuling stared at the backs of the three men, her cold eyes gradually narrowing. Ye Feiling actually suffered a big loss in the first round. This is really not easy./First/Posted www
Everyone in the world thought these were explicit words from the Seventh Prince, but in Luo Liuling's case, such explicit words left the other party unable to answer.
Thinking about this, Luo Liuling glanced thoughtfully at the crowd of people kneeling on the ground. However, soon, everyone's expressions returned to their usual indifference.
At this moment, a man in Tsing Yi with a very ordinary appearance walked past Luo Liuling. He quickly touched his hand in front of Luo Liuling, and some fine white medicinal powder fell down.
Before the man could smile proudly, Luo Liuling raised her head and showed a cold smile to the man.[
Those damn three hands actually hit her in the head.
Luo Liuling turned his hand around and heard a "click." The man's face showed an expression of horror and pain.
His head hit the table hard, scattering all the tea and snacks on the table, making a crackling sound.
This loud sound made people in the distance have to turn around to see this scene, and saw a handsome man grabbing a man.
"Hero, I was wrong, please let me go!"
This man kept begging for mercy, and his tone was very pitiful, especially when his face was almost twisted together.
Just as the man begged for mercy, the shining blade slipped from his feet and came quickly towards Luo Liuling.
This change made Luo Liuling grab the man's hand and spin her body, but there was a window behind her, and the man flew out of the window with great momentum.
"ah"
It was extremely quiet down there, but suddenly a scream was heard, and a man's figure fell out of a teahouse.
The man's figure fell quickly, and there was a stall selling bedding underneath. He fell heavily on it, causing a burst of cotton to fly.
Soon, the man was surrounded by a group of guards. Before he could stand up, they were surrounded by weapons, which made the man look pale with fear.
He just wanted to take advantage of the sheep, but he didn't expect to encounter a bad god. He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would be pricked like a hedgehog.
"There are assassins, there are assassins."
Someone started shouting immediately, and soon there was a flurry of excitement on the street, with guards and people mingling together.
They all drew out their swords and looked around cautiously. Everyone's face was full of defensiveness.
"The customs in southern China are really unique. There are still people jumping off buildings on this street."
Inside, the Seventh Prince spoke slowly and lazily, with a hint of gloating and a hint of spectatorship.
"Surround that teahouse."[
Ye Feiling shouted loudly, pointed at the position where Luo Liuling was and shouted, "If something happens to the Seventh Prince of Feng Kingdom when he comes to the South Country, it will be a national matter."
Soon, many guards slowly surrounded the tea house.
Ye Feiling rode a handsome horse and came to the tea house after the guards gave way.
His eyes moved around slightly, and he looked up and saw, "Jixiang Tea House." The four big characters are flying and phoenixes are dancing, which is very powerful and very vicissitudes of life. This restaurant should be a century-old brand.
Chapter completed!