Ling Feng sat in the distance, drinking wine and eating vegetables, while listening to these people talking about him, especially when he heard these people feeling sorry for his death, shaking their heads and sighing, Ling Feng
Feng felt a little moved in his heart.
Ling Feng never expected that so many people were optimistic about him.
At this moment, someone walked in from outside the door, snorted and said, "You, the old guy, are here to talk about Ling Feng's deeds, aren't you?"
The person who came was a young man in rich clothes. He held a folding fan in his hand and walked in with his head raised arrogantly. Beside the man were a dozen followers, all of whom looked arrogant.
Doesn't look like a good person.
When everyone sitting around saw the person coming, they immediately shrank their heads, nodded and bowed, smiled and said hello: "Mr. Ming, you are here."
"Master Ming, do you also want to hear it? Please sit down quickly."
Some people thought that the visitor also wanted to listen to the story, so they quickly stood up and gave up their seats. However, they were kicked to the ground by a follower on the side. He snorted and cursed: "Don't you have eyes? Can our young master listen to such nonsense?"
A story? What does Ling Feng mean?"
The people on the side quickly agreed: "Ling Feng is not worthy to be compared with our young master at all. His deeds are all made up to deceive others. If he were here, our young master could crush him to death with one finger."
Zhao Ming raised his head and looked coldly at the storyteller in front of him, "I don't want to hear any stories about Ling Feng in Xin Zhao City from now on. If you dare to speak again, I will smash your mouth."
"Yes, I promise not to say anything," the storyteller said, his whole body shaking like chaff, and he looked at the man in front of him in horror.
Although he has the cultivation level of Qi Gathering Realm, he does not dare to take action against the young master in front of him. Even if he is stronger than this young master, he cannot do it. Not to mention the thugs around him, just because of his identity
, is enough to scare him to death.
The young master in front of me is none other than Zhao Ming from the Zhao family. He is the nephew of the city lord of Xin Zhao City. He runs rampant in Xin Zhao City and no one dares to offend him.
Although Zhao Ming is a waste and his cultivation strength is not very strong, but his status is too great, and he has a very defensive and powerful brother, no one dares to provoke him, everyone sees him
They all have to hide and go.
He was just a storyteller who made a little money by telling stories here. He couldn't afford to offend the big man in front of him, so he could only nod and bow to the side, and he had to do whatever was said.
However, Zhao Ming still did not intend to let him go. Zhao Ming snorted coldly and said: "I heard that you have been talking about Ling Feng here for three days in a row. Don't you know that the name I don't like to hear the most is Ling Feng?
?”
Zhao Ming thought to himself that his brother was seriously injured because of Ling Feng. It can be said that their family hates Ling Feng. They hate Ling Feng so much that they want to kill Ling Feng with their own hands. Now they hear someone praising Ling Feng and promoting Ling Feng.
, he was furious.
Zhao Ming directly ordered the people on the side: "Smash it for me. Smash all his things for me."
"Where are the people?" the attendant asked beside him.
Zhao Ming glared and cursed: "Nonsense, of course I'll kill him as well. Teach him a lesson. If he dares to mention Ling Feng in my Zhao family's territory, this will be his fate."
When the storyteller heard this, his face turned pale. He was so frightened that his legs became weak. He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Master, please have mercy on me. I don't dare to do it anymore. I didn't know you hate Ling Feng. I will never speak of Ling Feng again."
It’s a matter of great importance, please show me your noble hand and spare my life.”
"Spare your life?" Zhao Ming curled his lips when he heard this, snorted coldly and said: "Who told you to be a bitch? This is what you will get for being a bitch!"
"Why are you still standing there? You haven't taken action yet!" Zhao Ming scolded the people on the side.
After hearing this, everyone immediately wanted to attack the storyteller in front of them, but everyone on the side was frightened and avoided it. For fear of being affected, no one dared to step forward to help, nor did they dare to speak out to stop him. They could only dare to get angry.
They dare not say anything, after all, he is the son of the Zhao family, and they cannot afford to offend anyone.
"Hey, what you are doing is going too far! I am just a storyteller, telling stories. Are you doing this too overbearing?" Ling Feng, who was eating beside him, couldn't stand it anymore and put down his chopsticks.
, said loudly.
This guy dared to insult him just now, how could he just sit back and watch?
Ling Feng thought to himself, a mere monk in the Qi Gathering Realm dared to crush him to death with one finger? He could crush him to death with one finger.
Zhao Ming frowned when he heard this, turned around and looked towards Ling Feng, with a playful smile on his lips, he asked with a smile: "Are you from out of town?"
Ling Feng nodded and said, "That's right, I just entered the city today."
The followers on the side immediately stared at Ling Feng with great momentum, ready to take action if they disagreed with him, and said coldly: "Boy, why don't you ask who our young master is? You dare to interfere with our young master's affairs?
?You’re tired of life, aren’t you!”
Zhao Ming snorted coldly and then said: "Teach this newcomer a lesson and tell him the rules here."
"yes!"
After hearing this, everyone on the side walked towards Ling Feng, preparing to kill Ling Feng. If they dare to mess with the Zhao family here, they are simply tired of living.
The people watching were too frightened to say anything. They looked at Ling Feng helplessly, thinking that this person was so reckless. They didn't even look at who it was or ask what was going on. They dared to stand up and take care of it.
Nosy.
No one in the entire New Zhao City dares to interfere with Mr. Zhao Ming's business.
"It's good now, let's get another one in!" Someone whispered, looking at Ling Feng with sympathy.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was completely stunned the next moment, standing there with his mouth wide open, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Not only him, but everyone present was stunned. They were all shocked. No one expected that Ling Feng would dare to fight back. Not only did he fight back, he also knocked down all of Zhao Ming's followers very easily.
None of these people was Ling Feng's enemy. They were knocked to the ground easily, with broken bones and tendons, and they lay on the ground wailing in pain.
When Zhao Ming saw this, he became furious. He pointed at Ling Feng and shouted angrily: "You are so brave, you dare to hit even my people? Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?" Ling Feng looked at Zhao Ming with a playful expression.
Zhao Ming raised his head very proudly and said with arrogance: "Zhao Ming of the Zhao family."
"Zhao family?" Ling Feng pretended to be surprised when he heard this, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Ming snorted coldly and said: "Exactly!"
Ling Feng stood up and walked towards Zhao Ming step by step. He snorted and said, "The people I'm beating are the Zhao family members!"