After hearing Song Xiao's words, Qin Shaolei said without hesitation: "Brother Song, we are just here to waving the flag and shouting. You have the final say on how to do it, don't worry about us!"

Feng Xundao and Acropolis also spoke one after another, expressing the same meaning as Qin Shaolei.

"good."

Song Xiao turned his head and looked at the Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall not far away: "Let us meet the owner of the Huang Pavilion who is said to be covered by one hand in Xigang District."

After saying that, Song Xiao took the lead and walked towards the Yuewu Pavilion in Zhenzhen.

Others quickly followed.

Such a large group of people suddenly appeared, which immediately attracted the attention of Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall.

To be precise, it attracted the attention of martial arts students.

Under the huge gold-plated plaque, four martial arts students stood proudly, scanning the passers-by with a confident and arrogant look.

They were wearing red practice clothes and the two big characters "Zhenyue" were embroidered on their left chest. They were obviously not very powerful, but their momentum was quite arrogant.

"Who are you?"

"What do you want to do?"

"This is the territory of Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall. If you don't want to die, get out quickly!"

As Song Xiao, Wei Tao, Fan Rongming and others got closer, the students from the Yuewu Pavilion in the four towns quickly became alert and asked each other.

However, I don’t know if they are used to being domineering, but they didn’t go in and report the news immediately.

Song Xiao stopped, too lazy to waste his saliva with his minions, and said straight in one fell swoop: "Let your museum owner Huang Zhenyue come out, we have something to do with him."

"Look for our owner?"

A student with a big and thick face, narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Xiao up and down, as if he was trying to figure out his origin and depth. His attitude became a little polite: "Our master is not here, please come again next time.

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Song Xiao had just died of his master and was in a very bad mood. He was not willing to give up on the other party. He immediately frowned and the momentum of Master Huajin suddenly burst out!

"Boom!"

Thunder arose in the silent place!

The terrifying aura, centered on Song Xiao’s foothold, swept across all directions.

Wei Tao, Fan Rongming, Feng Xundao, Qin Shaolei and others were strong men of the same level as Song Xiao. Of course, it was okay to face the impact of the latter's momentum, but the four students in the Yuewu Pavilion were in trouble.

"Plop!"

The student who was talking to Song Xiao was the first to be hit, as if he was hit by a stick. The stars in front of him flashed, his limbs were soft and weak. He shook his body a few times, and sat on the ground.

The other three students were far away from Song Xiao and were not as strong as their companions. However, their faces turned pale and their heartbeats were as if the herbivores had encountered natural enemies.

"Go and call Huang Zhenyue out!"

Song Xiao's eyes were cold and murderous intent was hidden, saying word by word: "Give you two minutes, otherwise the Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall will be removed from the martial arts world from now on!"

The three students who were still standing looked at each other, shivered at the same time, suddenly turned their heads and ran away.

"The owner, it's not good!"

"Someone is here to kick the house!"

"Brothers, search the guys!"

They ran and shouted.

The next moment, it was like poking a hornet's nest. Many strong men in red training uniforms rushed out of the gate and rushed towards Song Xiao and others with great momentum!

"How dare you make trouble in Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall?"

"Bare them to death!"

"Brothers, come on me!"

Amid the messy shouts, the fastest strong men rushed to Song Xiao.

Even though Song Xiao was mentally prepared, he was shocked by the recklessness of these people.

Are these people from Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall warriors or gangsters?

A burly man raised his fist and slapped Song Xiao’s head viciously, cursing: “Damn it, do you know whose territory is here? Are you tired of living?”

Song Xiao's muscles pounded, and an evil fire suddenly emerged from his heart.

He stretched out his right hand, took the strong man's fist, then swung his left hand as fast as lightning, slapped the other person in the face.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by an extra loud slap, the strong man was slapped to the ground by Song Xiao, and seven or eight broken teeth flew out of his mouth.

After slapping the strong man over, Song Xiao shook his body, avoided the attack of the other two strong men, and then fists out to knock the two strong men out!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two strong men danced and flew like kites with broken strings, rolling and flying out seven or eight meters. When they landed on the ground, their eyes were turned pale and their anger was as angry as a fucking spring.

Wei Tao, Fan Rongming and others, who were standing beside Song Xiao, also took action calmly and knocked down all the strong men who rushed towards him without any effort.

In just seven or eight seconds, a group of wounded people lie down around them.

Severely, the muscles and bones are broken, and mildly, the head is broken and blood flows, and wailing sounds come one after another.

Such ruthless methods immediately scared the other strong men.

Song Xiao glanced at him, and his eyebrows were full of resentment: "Who else?"

"Crazy!"

The strong men retreated like a tide and opened the distance again.

At this moment, a roar came from the Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall: "Stop it all!"

The angry roar was like thunder, thundering everyone's eardrums.

Immediately afterwards, the strong men automatically separated to the sides and gave way out a passage.

A thin middle-aged man walked out of the passage. He was more than eight feet tall, with an ordinary appearance, his eyes were like lightning, his steps were steady and solid, and he had an extraordinary demeanor while looking around.

Behind the middle-aged man, there were more than a dozen men and women, both of whom were old and young, all of whom were full of blood and sharp eyes, which were comparable to those smelly fish and rotten shrimps around him.

"Owner, you're finally here!"

"You want to avenge your brothers!"

"Someone dares to hurt our brothers, and they don't take Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall seriously!"

"Owner, you must be fair to everyone!"

The strong men seemed to have found their backbone and rushed around the middle-aged man, complaining in a verbal manner.

Huang Zhenyue chewed his teeth tightly, his cheek muscles twitched a few times, and his whole body emitted a cold breath, and two words burst out from the cracks of his teeth: "Shut up!"

Those strong men were immediately silent and did not dare to take a breath.

"Get out of here, get away!"

Huang Zhenyue waved his hand irritably again.

The strong men immediately scattered and walked away cleanly in an instant, for fear of touching Huang Zhenyue's bad head, and dragging the wounded on the ground away.

Song Xiao looked at all this coldly, his lips tightly closed and he kept silent.

After driving away the students, Huang Zhenyue sighed and his expression became very solemn.

He moved his gaze and swept the faces of Qin Shaolei, Feng Xundao, Aicheng, Wei Tao, Fan Rongming and others one after another, and finally fell on the leading Song Xiao.

Song Xiao looked at Huang Zhenyue with expressionless face.

Huang Zhenyue pulled the corner of his mouth, barely squeezed out a stiff smile, took two steps forward, clasped his fists and said: "Brother Song, don't be fine, I don't know where my Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall offended you, I actually asked you to bring so many
Chapter completed!