Normally, these unscrupulous guys would have no right to stand in front of me, let alone talk to me, so it would be their turn to yell at me. It's really abominable and shameless!
The four young men were stared at by him. Not only were they not frightened, but they became even more angry.
The young man with a long and narrow face like a horse took a step forward and puffed out his chest: "Boy, do you want to do something?"
He had long been dissatisfied with Wei Wuwei's condescending attitude, and wished he could give Wei Wuwei a slap in the face to break his pretense.
Wei Wuwei frowned and said nothing, just staring at him.
He felt that if he took action, his status would be lowered in vain. If he took action against such a small person who was not even a master of the world, his hands would be dirty, and he really didn't want to deal with them.
He suddenly smiled, shook his head and turned around, wanting to return to his table.
"Want to leave?" The horse-faced young man put his hand on Wei Wuwei's shoulder, trying to pull him over: "You want to leave without telling me clearly?"
"Presumptuous!" Wei Wuwei shouted, turning his head and waving a palm.
"Pa!" A clear slap sounded, and the horse-faced young man flew up on the spot and turned three times in the air.
"Bang!" The chair was crushed to pieces by him.
Wei Wuwei frowned, stared at the horse-faced young man with disgust, and snorted coldly.
Even cats and dogs dared to pat me on the shoulder and reach out to me. It was like a tiger being bullied by a dog.
"How dare you do something in the city!" the other three young people shouted.
They also felt Wei Wuwei's power, but they were very confident and confident. They were all citizens of Qingshan City and never left the city, so they were not afraid of the martial arts masters in the city at all. They would even deliberately provoke these martial arts masters if they had the opportunity.
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Because they rely on the prestige of Renguo Palace, the martial arts masters who enter Qingshan City all abide by the rules of Renguo Palace and dare not take action in Qingshan City, especially against civilians, otherwise Renguo Palace will chase them to death.
Till death.
Wei Wuwei glared at the three of them coldly: "Shut up!"
The three people quickly shut their mouths, stared at him in surprise, and then looked at the young man on the ground.
The horse-faced young man's mouth was bruised and he spat out a mouthful of blood, with three teeth stuck in the blood.
Seeing the teeth in a pool of blood, half of his face was numb and unconscious. The horse-faced young man suddenly burned with unknown fire. He had no other thoughts in his mind but killing, and he must kill this guy!
"Death!" The horse-faced young man stood up, drew his sword and stabbed Wei Wuwei.
Wei Wuwei frowned and gave a light palm.
The long sword broke free from the horse-faced young man's hand and shot it into the roof. The hilt of the sword trembled wildly, like a winding snake burrowing in.
"Get out!" Wei Wuwei glanced at the four of them coldly.
The expressions of the three young men changed slightly, and they were a little scared. It seemed that when they met someone who was desperate for their lives, it was better not to offend someone who was fearful of their lives.
The horse-faced young man's mind was already filled with anger. Not only did the sword not make him calm down, but he became even more angry. His whole body seemed to be burning on impulse, and he desperately stepped forward and slapped Wei Wuwei in the face.
"Seeking death!" Wei Wuwei was angered. Such an ant-like guy actually provoked him several times. It seemed that he was really merciful.
He suddenly slapped it with his palm.
The horse-faced young man suddenly froze and looked down at his chest. Wei Wuwei's white jade palm seemed to have hit his heart.
A strange force shook his whole body, and his heart ached slightly, and then darkness came over like a tide. He suddenly fell down with his eyes wide open, and died.
"You dare to kill people——!" The other three young men shouted, and glared at him angrily: "You are dead. If you dare to kill people in Qingshan City, you must die!"
"Noisy!" Wei Wuwei frowned and flashed like a ghost. Three palms had already been printed on the hearts of the three of them, and they all fell to the ground and died.
Wei Wuwei looked at the corpses of the four people and smiled happily, finally letting go of his bad breath.
I originally felt that I needed to keep a low profile when it came to the big season, so as not to offend the masters of the gods, but the more I tolerated it, the more rampant these humble guys became. It was really unbearable, and there was no need to endure it anymore, the masters of the gods would not stare at me.
In the situation just now, even if I knew that I would provoke a master from the gods, I still had to take action. I really couldn't bear it!
People around were stunned and forgot to speak. They had not seen this scene for many years.
"Killing people!" Someone reacted and screamed.
Immediately, people around him screamed, and the restaurant suddenly became boiling.
Wei Wuwei frowned and glared at the people around him, feeling baffled and making such a fuss. Isn't it normal for a fight to happen over a disagreement in a restaurant and the death of several people? There's nothing worth making a fuss about!
He glanced at the corpses of the four people. He originally wanted to kill them, but in the end he was too lazy to take action. The masters of killing Tianwaitian were like this. It was really not worth taking action against these humble guys. Even if they didn't die, it wouldn't be a big deal.
He turned back to his table, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
People around him stared blankly at his every move.
"Amitabha..." Amidst the loud chanting of the Buddha, a bald monk pushed aside the crowd, came closer, and said with tithes: "Little monk Faming has seen this donor. Don't you think the donor is too cruel?"
Wei Wuwei frowned and glared at Fa Ming.
Faming was thin and thin, wearing a gray monk's robe that swayed around his body, like a child wearing an adult's clothes. He shook his head and sighed: "The donor's actions are harmful to the peace of heaven. How can you kill people at will?"
"Noisy!" Wei Wuwei glanced at everyone with lightning eyes, finally landing on Fa Ming, and said coldly: "Young monk, you are so nosy, maybe you think you have a long life, shut up!"
Fa Ming said: "The donor should go to the Renguo Duke's Mansion to plead guilty. If he kills people in Qingshan City, the Renguo Duke's Mansion will never forgive him. He will definitely kill the donor."
He stepped forward to inspect the injuries of the four young men, with a solemn expression on his face. Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name again, and then began to mutter Buddhist sutras to save the four dead souls. The sound of the sutras was clearly heard in everyone's ears.
When everyone heard such clear and peaceful chanting, their moods calmed down. Those who practiced martial arts knew that this monk Faming was very powerful in martial arts and was by no means an ordinary person.
"But the master of Daleiyin Temple?" someone asked in a low voice.
Faming clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted Buddhist sutras, but did not answer.
"It must be from Daleiyin Temple." Someone said.
When Wei Wuwei heard this Buddhist scripture, he felt faintly that his blood was not smooth, as if he had seen a natural enemy. Blood God Sect disciples hated this sound-killing technique the most, as it was the best way to restrain their blood-clothed magic.
When he heard Fa Ming's chanting, not only did he not feel at ease, but he became filled with murderous intent.
"Shut up!" Wei Wuwei frowned and said solemnly: "If you chant the sutra again, I will let you accompany them!"
Fa Ming seemed not to have heard anything and just lowered his head and chanted the sutra.
The anger in Wei Wuwei's heart surged into his head.
Since he entered Qingshan City, everything has gone wrong, and he has a murderous intention. He is used to being the only one in the master, and he is wary and fearful wherever he goes. He is careful to treat him, not daring to show any disrespect to him.
However, the people in Qingshan City showed no respect to him at all. Instead, they targeted him everywhere, making him unable to bear it any longer.
"Go to hell!" Wei Wuwei slapped Fa Ming with his palm.
Fa Ming's body moved quickly, barely able to avoid this palm.
Wei Wuwei's palm seemed to have failed, but at the end he accelerated again, seemed to have been pushed, and finally hit Fa Ming.
"Bang!" Fa Ming's gray monk's robe suddenly bulged out like a rubber ball. After receiving this blow, he immediately flew up, smashed open the window and flew out of the restaurant.