Chapter eight hundred and eighty fifth what the fuck
"Who do you think you are? Call your boss here and see if you dare to list me as persona non grata or drive me out!"
With a strong sense of alcohol, the young monk looked arrogant and almost pointed at his nose and cursed.
The old man following him is actually only seven or eight hundred years old. For a monk, it is not a very old age. Maintaining the image of an old man is just because it is difficult to break through the realm and he does not want to waste energy on appearance.
Hearing the young master yelling, he did not stop him. Instead, his eyes fell on the shopkeeper, with a faint threat: "Our young master is indeed not someone you can offend!"
"Did you hear that? If you know what I mean, open the training room for me as soon as possible. It's delaying my training. I can't afford to chop your head off!" Hearing the butler's words, the young master became more and more arrogant.
The figure was a little shaky, and he wanted to catch the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's strength was at the level of a spiritual general. He easily got out of the way, but his expression became increasingly grim.
Taking a deep breath, no matter who the other party is, even if they are descendants of the Emperor of Heaven, they must be reasonable, not to mention the rules of Jutao Inn cannot be broken.
"Come here, please get these two out!"
Following the shopkeeper's order, the guards who had been preparing for the attack all rushed forward. This young man had reached the Cauldron realm. If he were in the Jiuchong Mountains, he would definitely be a great monster, but here is Qianzuru.
city.
Facing a group of guards from the Martial Guard Realm and the Spiritual General Realm, how can we stop them?
Seeing that the young master was about to be taken down, the aura of the old man burst out. He was clearly a powerful divine lord, and his strength should not be underestimated.
There are more and more people watching, and people in the world of cultivation are also human beings. The spirit of onlookers and the spirit of gossip are no different from other worlds.
Many people were pointing and talking, making the atmosphere at the scene increasingly tense.
Ju Tao Inn, whether it wants to maintain its own order, or choose to surrender in the face of power, in fact, even if it is surrender, everyone can understand it, but it is just the sign of Ju Tao Inn in the future, I am afraid it will be smashed.
As the old man from the Shenhou Realm took action, the guards at the Jutao Inn were instantly overwhelmed. Many of them vomited blood and fell unconscious.
The smell of blood began to permeate the ground, and the people watching the excitement retreated outside. If a fight broke out, they would inevitably suffer.
"Kneel down, kowtow a hundred times, and then open the door of the training room. You are just the watchdog of Jutao Inn. Who gives you the courage to bite the distinguished guest!" The old man's face was full of coldness and murderous intent.
What is surprising is that such a big thing happened. Logically speaking, the real senior management of Jutao Inn should have received the news, or sensed it, but there was no reaction, which can already explain some problems.
The onlookers began to be careful with their words. The shopkeeper looked ugly, but he still stood there stubbornly, looking at each other without saying a word.
Sun Xu was paying attention to all this. He knew that this shopkeeper should have been given up by Jutao Inn. Everything in the future would be piled on him and he would be kicked out.
But even now, the shopkeeper has not knelt down. From his eyes, you can see despair, but you can also see stubbornness.
The Shenhou sneered, and his momentum surged out. Those who were close to him were all forced back dozens of meters. They touched the corners of their mouths in panic, and there were already some blood stains on them.
The shopkeeper swayed, and then fell straight down. His legs seemed to be two pillars, and his body fell heavily to the ground. Under the pressure of the God Lord, even a monk in the spirit general realm would inevitably be injured.
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Naturally, the fall was not light.
At this moment, Sun Xu suddenly had some thoughts. This person could definitely be used, especially when he was abandoned. If he took action now, he would definitely give up.
The spiritual consciousness directly contacted Master Zhenyi, and the two parties communicated for a while and reached an agreement.
Zhenyi Shenwang also meant the same thing. If it weren't for Xiahou Wuyang's good performance these days, in his opinion, this shopkeeper would definitely be much more reliable than Xiahou Wuyang.
The young man swayed, squatted down, and hit the shopkeeper in the face with a mouthful of alcohol-smelling spit.
"How's it going? Have you figured it out? Do you know why no one came out?"
He poked the shopkeeper on the head with one finger, his face full of ridicule.
The shopkeeper was speechless. He could only insist on what he insisted on, but he could not force others. Moreover, something in his heart was shaky and about to begin to collapse.
"Why are you so noisy? This is a public place. Can you be a little more civilized and don't let people look down on you!" A voice with some dissatisfaction sounded, making the onlookers stunned, and then they saw the graceful Zhen Zhen.
Of course, they can't see the strength of the Winged God King.
The door that caused the dispute was opened, and it was obvious that the person who was inside was this person.
After hearing his words, the Shenhou steward turned around with a sneer: "Just open the door. If you know the truth, get out of here immediately. You will definitely not be able to bear the offence of our young master!"
The Winged Divine King sneered after listening to the other party's beep, and then stretched out one hand, seemingly very slowly, but the steward of the Divine Marquis Realm found that all his efforts were of no use.
The horror in his heart had reached the extreme, but it was too late, that white palm pinched his neck directly.
The pressure of the Divine Lord dissipated in an instant. People looked at Zhanyi Divine King and immediately began to be afraid. A monk in the Divine Lord realm was vulnerable to him.
One can imagine how high this person's strength has reached.
Even the senior management of Jutao Inn, who was paying attention to all this, couldn't help but be stunned. Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. This matter was not easy to handle.
The chief innkeeper of the Jutao Inn, a monk of the Divine Marquis Realm, appeared in front of everyone in an instant, with a smile on his face: "Misunderstanding, you two, this is a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding, I thought you were dead?" Zhanyi God King's ridicule did not give the other party any face.
The big shopkeeper smiled coquettishly and lowered his voice: "This young master has a lot of background. We are also discussing how to handle this matter!"
"Hurry up and let him go, otherwise you will get the good news!" The young master, who had just been frightened by the Winged God King, immediately recovered and became arrogant again.
The Wing God King's eyes turned slightly, and the young man felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body collapsed to the ground and he fainted.
"What kind of bullshit is this, young master? Our young master...junior brother, can it be that he is not as good as such a piece of rubbish?" Of course, Zhenyi Shenwang deliberately said the wrong thing, so that the other party could have some ideas.
The onlookers began to feel secretly happy. Now things were getting serious. Judging from the stewards and guards on both sides, it was obvious that the guy making the noise was not as good as the young master who didn't show up.
Let’s see how Jutao Inn handles it! (To be continued)