At this time, many people on the street were looking this way, but they were intimidated by Su Lingfeng's aristocratic status and the Zhao family's wealth, so they did not get too close to Su Lingfeng. They just looked at Su Lingfeng as if they were watching a good show.
, Zhao and Cheng pointed and whispered.
Su Lingfeng is not an impulsive person, but she is in a very unhappy mood right now! She was distracted by an annoying girl while eating meatballs in her courtyard, and now she meets a fool without eyes while walking down the street. How can she
Can you feel happy?
"Seeking death!" Su Lingfeng squeezed out two words through his teeth.
"Hey, you're a spiritual waste, who are you trying to scare?" At least he has broken through the first level of fighting spirit. Zhao Cheng touched his chin and looked at Su Lingfeng in fascination: "Don't mention it yet, Miss Su.
It's quite interesting when it comes to being fierce..."
Before Zhao Cheng could finish his words, Su Lingfeng's flying kick had already hit his lower abdomen hard!
Zhao Cheng didn't expect that Su Lingfeng would suddenly make a move, and it was such a cruel and obscene move. He didn't react at all for a moment, and was kicked to the ground and flew two feet away. This was still
Su Lingfeng only used two levels of strength!
"Ah——! Ouch——!!" Zhao Cheng felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and he howled like a slaughtered pig. Beads of sweat had already seeped out from his forehead.
Su Lingfeng retracted his feet, rushed over like a shooting star, picked up a stone on the ground, and patted Zhao Cheng on the head!
With a muffled sound of "Pa—!", Zhao Cheng's vision went dark, and he fainted before he even had time to hum.
The world is finally peaceful...
Zhao Cheng's wretched follower was stunned, staring in horror, standing there motionless like a statue.
Liu'er's face was also pale, her lips were trembling, and her palms were even more sticky.
The people around him looked at Su Lingfeng as if he were a monster, with frightened and disbelieving expressions on their faces!
Su Lingfeng threw away the stone in her hand, walked up to Liu'er gracefully, reached out and took out a handkerchief from her arms, slowly wiped the dust on her hands, and stuffed the handkerchief back into Liu'er's arms.
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He reached out and patted Liu'er's cheek and said, "Hui Hun'er, let's go."
Su Lingfeng walked forward, Liu Er mechanically followed behind Su Lingfeng, and people on the street gave way...
The master and servant Su Lingfeng walked dozens of meters away before someone exclaimed: "Oh my God! Did I see it wrong? Is that really the eldest lady of the Su family?"
Then someone else woke up from a dream and said, "You read that right, I saw it too..."
"Isn't she a loser with no spiritual power and no knowledge of martial arts? How could she knock out a samurai?!"
"She did not use spiritual magic or fighting spirit just now! It's incredible..."
"And her dress today is different from usual..."
"..."
In a restaurant on the street, in a private room facing the street on the second floor.
A young man screamed strangely: "An Zhi, is this the good-for-nothing nymphomaniac who is chasing you? She's quite good-looking! And the movements of kicking and slapping people are so crisp and neat, it doesn't look like that.
Someone who has never practiced martial arts? And she can actually use obscene moves! It’s so spicy! It’s so exciting! The rumors are wrong!”
The other boy also frowned in confusion, and then snorted coldly: "Maybe he is playing some new trick."
"Tricks? What tricks could there be? Does he know you are here and deliberately attract your attention?"
"That's not certain."
"..."
At the window of the private room next door, there was a man in a dark robe, also touching his chin with his hand, staring at Su Lingfeng's back with interest...