Ren Changfeng snorted coldly: "If you are not looking for a marriage partner, do you still have to stay together?"
Hearing what he said was interesting, Chu Tianshu also smiled at the corners of his mouth.
The white-haired young man stared at Ren Changfeng and smiled sinisterly: "It turns out he is a rip-off."
"Eat your sister."
Ren Changfeng yelled, "Who do you think you are?
Are you worthy enough to talk to me?"
"Fuck!"
The white-haired young man jumped up, put his toes on the table, and threw himself in front of Ren Changfeng. With a shake of his right arm, a dark iron pipe appeared in his hand.
He tilted his head, looked sideways at Ren Changfeng, and grinned: "Have you ever heard of Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle?
Believe it or not, if I move my finger, you will be shot like a hedgehog, worse than being hit by a shotgun?"
As he spoke, he poked Ren Changfeng's forehead with the rainstorm pear blossom needle in his hand, and said sternly: "Kowtow to me three times, or I will kill you."
Ren Changfeng is so old. Apart from being dealt with by Chu Tianshu and Huangfu Zhaonan, he has never suffered any losses.
He was not frightened by the white-haired young man. He tapped his halberd finger on the white-haired young man's chest and said in a cold tone: "If you dare, kill me. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
Ye Shaoliu said in a deep voice: "He is the young master of the Ren family."
"Young master of the Ren family?"
The white-haired young man's eyes flashed, and he curled his lips and said: "It's such a big deal, it's scary."
He put away the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle in his hand.
Ren Changfeng sneered: "Aren't you crazy?
I thought you were a good guy, but after a long time of cumming, you are now a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
The white-haired young man put away the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle and said to himself: "Since you are the young master of the Ren family, you must have seen a lot of the world. The Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle probably won't scare you."
As he said that, he took out a bamboo tube from his arms, looked at Ren Changfeng and said, "Aren't you afraid of pear blossom needles in heavy rain, are you afraid of poisonous insects?"
Ren Changfeng's expression changed: "What did you say?"
"Hahaha……"
The white-haired young man laughed wildly and pulled out the stopper at one end of the bamboo tube in his hand.
Buzz buzz...buzz buzz...
A black insect the size of a grain of rice flew out of the bamboo tube and hovered darkly above the head of the white-haired young man.
All the men and women sitting around the table turned pale with shock and subconsciously stood up to hide away. Only Chu Xijun remained unmoved and still sat there with a golden sword.
Ren Changfeng's eyelids twitched fiercely, and his face became ugly.
The white-haired young man looked sideways at Ren Changfeng and laughed wildly: "I'm just asking you, are you afraid?"
As he said that, he pulled out a whistle made from the bones of an unknown animal from his neck and blew it, and the Gu insect above his head flew towards Ren Changfeng.
"Depend on!"
Ren Changfeng exclaimed and hurriedly stepped back, but his speed was nowhere near as fast as the Gu insects. A large number of Gu insects quickly surrounded him, as if they were covered in a layer of black clothes.
The white-haired young man pointed to the ground in front of him: "Three rings, immediately, immediately!"
Ren Changfeng gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Chu Xijun, if anything happens to me here today, you will never be able to get away with it..."
"You still dare to threaten Aunt Jun?"
The white-haired young man snorted coldly and blew the bone whistle again, and many Gu insects instantly fell on Ren Changfeng.
"Get rid of...get these damn bugs out of my way..."
Ren Changfeng turned pale with fright, and wanted to reach out and slap him, but he was afraid that the poisonous bugs would get on his hands.
His whole body was stiff, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Chu Xijun!"
Chu Xijun sighed: "Master Wan asked you to apologize, wouldn't it be over if you just apologized?
Why bother to vent your anger on him?"
The white-haired young man turned back and glanced at Chu Xijun, his eyes indescribably soft: "Don't worry, Aunt Jun, how can I cause trouble for you? Don't worry, I won't kill the young master of the Ren family, I just let my
These little babies crawled into Mr. Ren’s nostrils and ears and just traveled around in his body..."
His eyes flashed with mischief, and his voice was quiet: "When my little darlings have had enough fun, they will come out again."
Hearing this, a flash of fear flashed in Ren Changfeng's eyes, and his body began to tremble slightly.
A charming smile appeared at the corner of Chu Xijun's lips, and she gently tapped the white-haired young man with her jade finger: "Naughty."
The white-haired young man twisted the bone whistle and put it to his mouth, pretending to blow it.
The corner of Ren Changfeng's mouth twitched fiercely, he knelt down with a bang, then kowtowed three times, and said angrily: "Is that enough?"
In his eyes, private flames were burning.
"The young master of the Ren family is kowtowing to me."
The white-haired young man laughed wildly, "The young master of the Ren family is kowtowing to me. Aren't you very awesome?"
He stepped forward and slapped Ren Changfeng hard on the face several times.
Chu Tianshu had been watching with cold eyes, paying close attention to the black bugs on Ren Changfeng's body, identifying the species.
Ren Changfeng glared at the white-haired young man, clenching his fists so hard that his nails dug into the flesh of his palms.
There was a disdainful smile in Chu Xijun's eyes, she took out a lady's cigarette from the cigarette case in front of her, lit it and took a puff, then said: "Okay, after all, he is the young master of the Ren family, let's save him some face.
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"Aunt Jun, I will let you go today. If you dare to yell at me next time, I will let these little babies take a bath in your belly."
The white-haired young man slapped Ren Changfeng's face hard several times before blowing a strange tune with a bone whistle.
Those black Gu insects flew away from Ren Changfeng and returned to hovering above the white-haired young man.
Ren Changfeng exhaled a long breath and stood up from the ground. He felt that his legs were a little weak and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
At this time, he felt that the eyes of the men and women in the audience seemed to be full of ridicule.
Chu Xijun stood up from his seat, moved forward, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Ren Changfeng's forehead: "Look, can't you have a better attitude?
If you insist on getting angry with Mr. Wan, you won’t be the one who suffers in the end?”
Ren Changfeng gritted his teeth and glanced at the white-haired young man with cold eyes.
Chu Xijun patted the brocade handkerchief on Ren Changfeng and said quietly: "Tell me your reason for coming."
Ren Changfeng's scalp felt numb when he saw the black bugs on the white-haired young man's head.
He looked away and said, "Is there someone named Cao Xinmin here?"
Chu Xijun's eyes flashed and she said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"
Ren Changfeng said: "Aunt Jun, he just runs a small restaurant..."
Chu Xijun interrupted directly: "Get out."
The white-haired young man took two steps forward, poked Ren Changfeng's head with his halberd finger, and said arrogantly: "Did you hear what Aunt Jun said?