Song Ciwen was about to speak, and Pei Jia had already said to the two people who were a few meters away in English: "This is the capital of China. I don't know where the two artists came from, why did they use artifacts in the middle of the night to harm others in the important part of the capital of China.
,There are rules in the Qimen River in China, and no one is allowed to perform arts at will in the capital."
Vitony didn't understand English and looked at Sakashaan with confusion.
When Sakashaan saw Pei Jia, she felt malicious. She hated any woman who was more beautiful than her or perhaps more beautiful than her. However, on the surface, Sakashaan still showed a bright and erotic look.
With a charming smile, she said in fluent English with a proud tone and expression: "Is that true? This is really incredible. Perhaps no country in the world except China has such rules..."
"There is a saying in China that follows the customs and is here. This is the capital of China. Please respect the rules of our Qimen River." Pei Jia's tone and expression still showed a gentle and kindness.
"But we are not your Qimen River." Sakashaan smiled indifferently, throwing a charming look at the other men that was enough to make most ordinary men unable to contain themselves.
But it is obvious that Song He and Xiong Yongping, the middle-aged man who was as kind and kind as Maitreya Buddha, would never be affected by the charming eyes of Sakashaang. Song Ciwen's eyes were a little confused, and then he quickly
Regain calm. The other two young men who followed them, Xiong Yongping's son Xiong Yan, were swept by Sakasha Ang's charming eyes immediately. Xiong Yongping did not hesitate at all and slapped his son in the face without any hesitation.
When the fan woke up, another young man, Shixiantang, showed that the ancient well was not as good as Sakasha's expectations.
Because Sakashaang's cultivation is far higher than these young people's strength, it can be seen that Shi Xiantang's cultivation is not high, but it is just in the middle stage of solidifying Qi.
Song He frowned and said in a deep voice in English: "Are all the Thai warlocks as rude as you?"
In fact, Song He's English text is good, but he just claims to be an elder and disdains to talk to the two young men on the other side who are said to be from Thailand. But now he really can't help but be so charming to this person that he is disgusting.
The woman got angry - it was just the cultivation level of the first level of Qi Refining. Although she is the best among the young generation of warlocks, and her aura is awesome, she must be much stronger than that of ordinary warlocks in the first level of Qi Refining. But she is not
In the eyes of him, a mid-stage master of Qi Refining, not to mention that this is the capital of China, and it is the holy land in the minds of the people in the Qimen River and the people of the whole country. How can it be regarded as a barbarian land in the tradition of the rivers and lakes.
Xiaoxiao is arrogant and domineering here?
Besides, the art of despising the head...
It is originally an evil-sect magic that people in the righteous path of Qimen River and Lake recognize.
A hint of anger flashed through Sakasha'ang's expression. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the words of his senior brother Su Ligu who had just arrived. Su Ligu lives in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, and is the most famous and powerful local area.
A strong wizard, and over the years, often communicated with well-known sorcerers from all over the world, so he could speak fluent English. He said in a calm and humble tone: "I'm sorry, I've disturbed all the masters of magic in the Qimen River in China,
We don’t understand the rules of Qimen River and the world, and we hope to understand more about the offenses.”
Speaking of this, Su Ligu clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to express his respect and apologies.
Although Xiong Yongping didn't understand English, he had a son beside him and translated softly, so he also understood what Sakasha'ang and Su Ligu had just said. He looked happy and said to Song He: "This guy is really interesting,
His cultivation level is not lower than that of you and me. He should be the one who used the flying head to surrender before."
"Yes." Song He nodded, then bowed slightly to Su Ligu and said, "Those who don't know have no fault. Please stop this master's actions. Don't make us embarrassed."
"Dare you ask the two masters for their names?" Su Ligu looked at Song He and Xiong Yongping.
"I'm Song He."
"My name is Xiong Yongping, what are your name?"
Su Ligu folded his hands again and bowed: "I am Su Ligu, a native of Maracian, and the disciple of the Thai white-clothed mage Arthurcha. I feel very honored to be able to meet all the masters of the Chinese sorcerer world. I am here this time
China is the master's order to avenge my junior sister Kanara Song Cha. Three years ago, Kanara encountered Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping's murderous actions in Hong Kong. Moreover, I can be sure of the cause of that incident, no wonder
Kanara, but Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping killed Kanara for the sake of money and career development, and afterwards they fled to the capital of China, the capital of China."
Song He frowned and thought for a while, and said, "What kind of grudges do you have with Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping have nothing to do with us. We have never known each other with Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youyan, so we will not interfere in your affairs. But this is the capital city.
, The rules of Qimen River and Lake cannot be destroyed, so... I'm sorry."
"Old Song, this guy has a good attitude. I think we should stop caring about these nostalgic business." Xiong Yongping's thick palm stroked his broad T-shirt but still looked tall, with a lazy look.
"Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping, maybe it was because of this that they hid in the capital." Su Ligu said.
Since ancient times, people in the Qimen River and the world, even if they are the most hypocritical or cunning and fierce, and unreasonable villains, they still regard themselves as traditional heirs, especially when facing outsiders.
He would show the extraordinary demeanor of the great Chinese nation, so Song He had a hard time making a decision for a while. He even felt a little regretful. He should have followed Xiong Yongping's advice before coming and don't interfere in this nosy business.
If they don’t care, there will naturally be someone to take care of it.
If they care, others will stand leisurely from a high place to watch the scenery.
Sakasha Ang said in a charming manner, delicate but full of contempt, "I have a way. You people from Qimen River and Lake will drive Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping out of the capital, so that we can kill them and take revenge.
And you don’t have to make things difficult, what about the best of both worlds?”
"We have no right to expel others." Pei Jia responded calmly: "And what Master Suligu said just now is just your one-sided words... Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping are Chinese people. If the facts are not what you said, then
Aren’t the Chinese people allowed outsiders to bully themselves in the Qimen River and Lake in China?”
"Here, is it your turn to speak?" Sakashaang sneered and looked down on Pei Jia.
Xiong Yongping smiled.
Song He frowned and said, "The people in Qimen River and Lake have the right to speak in the land of China. If we talk about elders and younger generations, what are you, lady?"
Sakashaan laughed and said, "I have the same master as Suligu."
Xiong Yongping said happily: "Son, tell this fake woman who looks like a fairy. This Miss Pei is not my apprentice and Lao Song, nor is it the niece of our family... So, we don't care about Miss Pei Jia's attitude, let's talk about it.
If Miss Pei's master Cao Su comes, according to Cao Su's nature, if he hears this fairy not etiquette and uneducated, look at her arrogant and arrogant behavior, I am afraid that Cao Su will slaughter her immediately.
Now.”
Xiong Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Dad, is that appropriate?"
"What's wrong? Just translate as I said." Xiong Yongping glared, without the slightest kindness of Maitreya Buddha.
Xiong Yan looked at Pei Jia again, and then he held back his laughter and told his father's words to Sakashaang in English.
When Sakashaan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his charming look suddenly became cold and terrifying. A very cold aura emanated from her body, and invaded Song He and the others with great clarity.
Su Ligu silently recited the magic spell, and waved his hand and drifted out a flash of light curtain to cut off the cold air.
On the other side, Song He pressed his palm lightly, and the five elements of spiritual energy in the air moved greatly. Following the guidance of magic, it formed an invisible curtain, easily blocking the invading cold air, and instantly wrapped around and burned all the cold air, and then looked like a look
He said coldly: "Master Suligu, your junior sister is so rude."
"I'm sorry, I..."
"Why are there so much nonsense?" Xiong Yongping waved his hand to interrupt the other party, turned his head and said, "Old Song, tell them directly that the capital cannot use tricks to harm people, otherwise we will destroy them all here. As for Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan Youping and they are with you
If they have patience, they can wait here. When will Chu Zhuoyan and Zhan leave Beijing again? They can chase them out of the capital at any time and kill people. We are too lazy to take a look."
Song He was amused and crying.
Xiong Yongping stared at his son and said, "You translate."
Xiong Yan was afraid that his father would be angry, so he immediately told Suligu and Sakashaang.
Su Ligu sighed deeply.
Sakasha Ang angrily said, "You are going to have a hatred with my most powerful sect leader in Thailand for no reason, right? Now I regret it, it's still time..."
"Girl, this is Huaxia." Song He responded lightly.
After listening to his son's translation, Xiong Yongping turned around and left, saying, "The most powerful sectarian lineage in Thailand sounds very powerful. I don't want to make any hatred with you, but I just disagree.
You are arrogant and domineering in the capital of China. If you don’t accept it, come and fight with me, spit!"
This Maitreya Buddha, who usually looks very kind and always has a simple and kind smile, is very rude and careless, but he expresses his attitude very toughly...
Then, spit!
How strong!
How domineering!
Xiong Yan was infected by his father's strength and immediately became arrogant and translated the original words. Even his expression and attitude were vivid. He even spitted at the end and then followed his father away.