Everyone on Zhuang Mohu's side laughed, and some even clapped their hands and watched, with faces full of jest.
Lin Yang tilted his head slightly, glanced at the woman, and said calmly: "Miss, if you have any dissatisfaction or needs, I can ask someone from the master's house to greet you. Please wait a moment!"
Lin Yang didn't want to cause trouble, so he decided to let the core members of the banker come over to handle the matter.
He finally figured out that Zhuang Mohu was planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
However, although Lin Yang wanted to settle the matter, these people were obviously unwilling.
"Hello your mother!" The woman was furious and slapped Lin Yang on the head.
The palm force is so strong that it can knock an adult into shock!
Lin Yang frowned and slapped him with his backhand.
Bang!
A muffled sound spread.
The woman was immediately shaken back by Lin Yang's terrifying palm force, smashing a lot of tables and chairs.
"What?"
The guests around were stunned.
The woman's companions all stood up with a roar.
"Haha, good! Wow! This Qin Ming will definitely die now!" Zhuang Mohu was overjoyed and excited.
"Junior sister, are you okay?"
A strong man carrying a big sword stepped forward and hurriedly helped the woman up.
The woman's lungs were so angry that she was about to explode. Her eyes widened and she stared at Lin Yang fiercely, yelling: "Bitch! I want your life!"
After saying that, he was about to rush forward.
Lin Yang was not afraid, he snorted coldly and raised his hand to attack again.
But at this moment, a man with pigtails on his back suddenly stopped the woman.
"Sir, what are you doing?" the woman said angrily.
"There is no need to take action, you are no match for this man!" The man with braids said calmly.
"Then let this be settled like this?" the woman asked unwillingly.
"Insulting my Blood Demon Sect, naturally you can't just let it go. You are no match. If you go up, you will only humiliate yourself. Let me do it." The braided man said and walked towards Lin Yang.
"Blood Demon Sect?"
Lin Yang was stunned and looked at this group of people in disbelief.
These are the sects behind Blood South Prison? The legendary Blood Demon Sect?
I didn't expect to meet him this time at Blood Sword Villa.
Wait, Blood Sword Villa?
Could this banker... have some connection with the Blood Demon Sect?
Lin Yang had thoughts in his mind and his face was quite solemn.
The commotion here attracted the attention of many people.
Many bankers also noticed it. Some people ran in to inform the owner, but no one dared to intervene.
Obviously, they all know who this person is.
How dare they offend?
"What's your name?" the braided man asked as he walked towards Lin Yang.
"Qin Ming!"
"Qin Ming? Are you not a banker?"
"Lord Blood Owl, this man is from the Zhuang family, but he is the illegitimate son of the fourth master of the Zhuang family. Following the mother's nature, he is a bastard!" An unknown guest in the crowd shouted with a smile.
"oh?"
The braided man named Blood Owl smiled slightly: "In this case, you are still a member of the banker. You are so ignorant of the rules and dare to go against us. If we don't deal with you today, won't our Blood Demon Sect lose our face?"
"It seems that you are not going to be reasonable anymore?" Lin Yang asked lightly.
"If you can take my three moves, I will reason with you."
The blood owl said coldly, and with a sudden leap, the person suddenly disappeared.
"Wow!"
The guests exclaimed.
"This guy is dead!" Zhuang Mohu also shouted one after another.
The blood owl's figure had disappeared and could not be caught, but a faint blood-red wind sprang up around Lin Yang, swirling around him.
Lin Yang stood on the spot, his eyes darting left and right, as if looking for the blood owl's figure.
