Looking at the three big men, Tang Mang looked unhappy and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
A scarred man wearing black pants, naked upper body, and with a twisted chest muscles on his chest shouted coldly: "Of course there is something wrong, I'm interested in your position."
The scar-faced man had a loud voice and his voice was like a lion's roar, which made people dizzy. Several tables of diners nearby were all alarmed and stopped drinking and having fun, looking at Tang Mang.
It seemed as if he recognized three big men. Someone had trembled, and his face showed obvious fear. He whispered: "These are the three kings of Kunzhou. A few days ago, he killed people in the streets of the city, robbed people, and was domineering and cruel."
A young man with a horse face curled his lips and said sarcastically: "They are just the peak of the True Gang Realm. They can only find soft persimmons to pinch them. If they really want to mess with masters, they don't know how they die."
The young companions beside him were also very upset when they saw the Three Bas of Kunzhou and echoed: "That's right, they are just a few guys who bully the weak and fear the strong."
Although the three masters of Kunzhou are all at the peak of the True Gang Realm, the scar-faced man has the strongest perception. He suddenly tilted his head, his tiger eyes were filled with evil, staring at the people who spoke, and said coldly: "A few of you guys have the kindness to say what they just now?"
The faces of those people changed drastically and they were so submissive that they couldn't speak.
They are all local warriors in Qianzhou, and they are also casual cultivators without any background. The most important thing is that their cultivation is not high. The highest is the late stage of the True Gang Realm, and they dare not provoke the three masters of Kunzhou who are killing without blinking.
"Hmph, a bunch of waste who only dares to chew behind his back."
The scar-faced man's face was full of ridicule and a contemptuous snorted from his nose.
Hearing this, the people's faces turned red and they were so angry that they were not as good as others' cultivation, so they could only hold their anger and not get angry.
The scarred man ignored those people, turned his head, stared at Tang Mang condescendingly, and said grimly: "Little devil, have you heard my words? Get out of here quickly."
"Why?"
Tang Mang raised his eyebrows.
"Why, I have to rely on my cultivation level to be higher than you and my fists are bigger than you."
The scar-faced man snorted coldly and said impatiently: "Okay, don't bother me. While I'm in a good mood today, get out of here."
"Haha, I really think that I am a soft persimmon and it's easy to squeeze."
Tang Mang sneered in his heart, reached out and pulled Situ Xin behind him to prevent the scar-faced man and others from suddenly causing trouble to hurt her. Then he leaned against the seat and asked with his legs raised, "What if I don't get out?"
As soon as these words were spoken, many nearby diners showed surprise on their faces, whispering to each other, and muttering in a low voice.
"Who is this guy's origin?"
"I don't know, I'm very proud of it, but this guy is quite brave. He dares to contradict the Three Dominions of Kunzhou in person when he first entered the True Gang realm. I don't know where he got the confidence!?"
"He must be quite a bit of a small background, otherwise he would not dare to do this with his ten courage!"
"Hehe, there is a good show now, I want to see if the three dignitaries of Kunzhou dare to take action."
...
While many diners nearby were whispering and watching coldly, the three kings of Kunzhou were already furious, with a gloomy face as if water was about to drip out of them.
They come from Kunzhou, which is close to Qianzhou, and is much larger than Qianzhou. The vitality of heaven and earth is far greater than that of Qianzhou.
In Kunzhou, the three masters of Kunzhou are also famous for being a little bit evil. Unexpectedly, when they came to Donghuang Restaurant to drink wine today, they were so provoked by a young boy who had just entered the True Gang Realm. Their faces were immediately unhooked.
However, Tang Mang's big hand was extremely powerful, and he could not shake it at all. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and shouted: "Little boy, let me go!"
"Noisy!"
Tang Mang snorted coldly, loosened his big hand, then he strode into the lightning, grabbed the ugly man's neck, and lifted him up. He completed his movements in one go, flowing water.
"What a lot of strength, is this guy a human or a ghost?"
Seeing that the weak Tang Mang was holding up the ugly man, the burly man, many diners sucked in the air. Tang Mang's physical strength was too terrifying!
"Ho ho..."
The ugly man had a severe pain in his throat, his face turned red, and he struggled hard, but Tang Mang had great power and his big hand was as iron clamped as he clamped his neck tightly.
The ugly man had a feeling that if he moved rashly, his neck would be broken the next moment.
"You two dare to move and try?"
After capturing the ugly man, Tang Mang ignored the diners watching the show and shouted loudly, looking coldly at the scarred man and the gray-clothed man beside him.
Hearing this, the scarred man and the gray-clothed man were furious, but when they saw the ugly man being captured by Tang Mang, they might be pinched off their necks at any time, and they did not dare to act rashly.
Taking a deep breath, Scarfaced Chinese's tone slowed down: "Boy, your strength is really amazing. We will admit defeat this time, so let me let my second brother go."
"Haha, it's so hard that it's so soft?"
Tang Mang laughed wildly, showed his sharpness, and shouted, "What are you? If you ask me to let me go?"
He had no intention of letting go. Not only that, his big hands continued to increase, pinching the ugly man's neck with a crackling sound.
The severe pain accompanied by a strong sense of suffocation swept across the body. The ugly man panicked, looked terrified and groaned: "No, don't kill me..."
"Die!"
Before Tang Mang could answer, the gray-clothed man next to the scarred man rushed over, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Tang Mang's left arm, obviously preparing to rescue the ugly man.
"court death!"
Tang Mang quivered his right hand and used his palm instead of the sword. When he raised his hand, a sharp sword energy about three inches long sniffed, tearing the air and whistling out.
The sword energy was too fast, like a lightning bolt. Before the bald man's long sword touched Tang Mang's left arm, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. With a puff in his chest, he was penetrated by the sword energy like a bamboo shoot, and he retreated repeatedly.
The sword energy still remained strong, and it flew out, shattering a wine table not far away, and wood chips flew around, scaring several people on the table so much that they flew away.
"Third brother!"
The scar-faced man reacted very quickly and stopped the bald man.
"Ahem..."
The bald man's face was pale and he kept coughing up blood.
He looked down at the blood hole in his chest, then looked up at Tang Mang, his eyes full of resentment and resentment, and opened his mouth to the scar-faced man and said, "Big, brother, avenge me," he said.
After saying that, he couldn't lift it up in one breath, and fell softly into the arms of the scar-faced man, with no breath.
"Ah, third brother!"
The scar-faced man's eyes were red, he looked up at the sky and howled, and with a clang, he pulled out the long sword from his waist, slashed at Tang Mang with a knife, and suddenly a sharp sword light rushed up.
Tang Mang's expression turned cold and said nothing. He pulled up the ugly man and treated him as a human shield.
"ah!"
The ugly man let out a silly pig scream, and the sword light slashed directly on him. A huge bloody mouth appeared between his chest and abdomen, and a straight bright red blood line burst out.