Five to one, the refugees had weapons, and the young man only had a stick, so there was no chance of winning.

Hearing those shameless words, Qingyun laughed so hard that his waist bent and he burst into tears.

Damn Xipi, blackmail came to her head... This was the first time since she was born!

How strange!

"Your eldest brother?" Qingyun smiled enough, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his foot and kicked the barbarian over.

The refugees only saw the barbarian, like a Cuju, flying towards the five people, and they shouted "Ouch" in their hearts, crying out for the pain of the barbarian.

The five refugees were all stunned. They really didn't expect that the young master didn't even say hello, but just took action when he was told. This made people unprepared.

They saw a black shadow flying in front of them, "bang", "bang" and "bang", three times in a row, knocking down three of them, while two others stood there stupidly, completely confused as to what was going on.

Lan Hua jumped up with joy and almost shouted "Young Master is awesome". Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the shocked eyes of her parents and immediately realized that the situation was not right. She suppressed her excitement and squatted down.

The refugees who were watching were startled and then slowly relaxed and wiped away the cold sweat from the fright.

A false alarm!

Fortunately, there were refugees blocking them in front of them, otherwise they would be the ones who got hit, and they would be disabled and have no place to reason.

Do you think young people look like reasonable people?

The three refugees, who were stunned by the beating, came to their senses and kicked away the barbarian who was pressing them.

No need for excuses, they are already there.

Being beaten by a skinny monkey, where did you put your face? Looking at the refugees around you, it seemed that everyone was laughing and ridiculing them.

The evil fire in my heart rushed upwards, got up, and rushed towards the young man angrily.

"You bastard, you dare to challenge your grandpa because you have the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard. Grandpa will send you to the West immediately..."

Before the word "天" was uttered, Qingyun moved forward with the wooden stick, like a game of whack-a-mole, one person with one stick.

There was a pitiful wailing on the ground.

The five refugees were rolling on the ground in pain, and blood was pouring out of their heads. Just hearing their shrill howls was frightening.

How much pain can it cause five tall men to roll on the ground?

Qingyun smiled and narrowed her eyes. A brute man was not enough for her to deter those people with evil intentions. She was just waiting for people to catch them, and they were sent to her.

She stepped on the face of the refugee closest to her, hammered the wooden stick on the ground, raised the corners of her eyes, and smiled evilly.

"When I was sweeping across the streets of East and West and dominating Chang'an, you little brat didn't know where you were hanging out! Tell me, grandpa, whose father are you! Huh?"

Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly. She had embarrassed the Shangguan family and was intimidated by a few brats! Tsk, if the old man knew about it, he would definitely fix her!

Qingyun was displeased and lightly crushed his face under his shoes with his toes. If not, he would be killed, or he would be killing someone for the people!

The trampled refugee felt the young man's murderous intention very clearly, and his intuition told him that the young man would really kill him. He was so frightened that he fainted incontinently.

The refugees clearly saw that the refugee's face was crushed by the boy. The important thing is that the boy didn't seem to have expended any effort.

Where did this freak come from? I’m so scared!

Song Wenqian didn't know where Chang'an was, but looking at Qingyun's expression, it was not difficult to guess that he was not only a playboy, but maybe also a bully, a big bully who dominated Chang'an.

By the way, didn’t the brat lose his memory? Why was it so smooth when talking about Chang’an?
Chapter completed!