Even when Leng Wuxiang was seriously injured, he was not afraid of these ruffians in front of him.
Although Leng Wuxiang was a demon cultivator, he was only domineering in his behavior, but he would not do things like collect loan sharks or bully women and children.
What's more, he has now recovered his strength. Although he has not yet reached his peak state, his strength of about 70% is enough to crush the people in front of him.
"I can also help to fight off these bad guys!" Ning Changsheng raised his neck and shouted loudly.
He was still too young and his voice was a little childish, but his eyes were full of determination.
Leng Wuxiang asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid. If I were a few years older, I would definitely make those bad guys pay the price!" Ning Changsheng said loudly.
"Changsheng!" the woman scolded and quickly pulled Ning Changsheng behind her.
Leng Wuxiang laughed loudly: "No wonder the adults in our family like you. You are a little devil with a good temper. Yes, why should you be afraid of those bastards? If anyone bullies his family, he must pay the price!"
After saying that, Leng Wuxiang threw the jade pendant into Ning Changsheng's hand: "I, Leng Wuxiang, gave this jade pendant to you. No one can take it away."
Seeing that Leng Wuxiang didn't care at all, the woman sighed and said: "Sir, they have great background. If you kill people in Tianchong Pass, they will definitely not stop there."
"Antecedents? Do they know where we come from?"
Hearing the word "origin", Leng Wuxiang immediately laughed.
In this Tianchong Pass, apart from Wen Xinghou, I am afraid there will never be anyone with a higher official rank than Lu Yu.
Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!
At this moment, there was suddenly a sound of carriage wheels rolling on the stone bricks outside the door.
On the long street, suddenly another group of men in black came, about hundreds of them.
These people surrounded a carriage and drove slowly.
The carriage came to a stop in front of the skinny man's dead body, and a cold voice came from the carriage: "Who killed my men?"
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and immediately there was a man in black kneeling on the ground, using it as a footrest.
A young man stepped out of the carriage. He looked to be in his early twenties. He was dressed luxuriously and looked very wealthy.
Behind the young man, there were two old men in simple clothes. These two old men were not impressive in appearance, but their demeanor was quite extraordinary. You could tell at a glance that they were masters.
The young man walked up to the skinny man's body with a sullen expression on his face.
The old man behind him took one look and said: "He was killed by someone with one blow, and he was completely crushed in terms of strength. However, this person's strength was not high in the first place, so it is normal for him to be killed."
The young man snorted coldly: "In Tianchong Pass, even if one of my dogs is killed, it would be a big deal. I want to see who is so unruly!"
"Master, they are in this house!" There was a man in black guiding him next to him.
When the young man saw the shabby and deserted courtyard of the Ning family, a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes and he walked directly to the door.
Seeing this young man, the woman's expression suddenly changed.
"Sorry, sir, the young master of the Han family is here in person. You must not conflict with them head-on." The woman quickly reminded.
"The young master of the Han family? Whose family is he from?" Leng Wuxiang was confused and didn't care.