One of the things that a teenager hates the most in his life is being called ugly by stupid people.
Even if you insult my cultivation, you dare to insult my appearance?
Damn it!
When the young man is angry, let alone a few butler dogs, even if the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty is sitting here, he will dare to beat him to death as long as he can beat him.
"Does the Emperor of Qin know that you are doing such a deceptive thing? Does the three princesses of Qin know?"
Sun Ning's expression remained calm. He just stretched out a finger, but no movement was seen. The entire long table suddenly turned into a pile of sawdust.
Two of the deacons were lying lazily on the table, losing their center of gravity and staggering, almost hitting the ground.
"I didn't compete, how did you know that my cultivation level was inferior? I have good facial features, how did you see that my face is ugly?"
Sun Ning was still asking quietly. He looked calm, and there was no anger on his face. Even his tone seemed to be calm and unhurried: "Do I look bad? In front of me,
Take a bribe and then tell me that the number of people is full. Do you think I am easy to bully?"
The four deacons were all furious.
"You little bastard, how dare you run wild in our Great Qin Dynasty and seek death!"
"Break his legs, throw him into prison, and let him spend the rest of his life in Da Qin's prison!"
"Little beast, you are so brave, how dare you openly..."
When the four people's dirty words fell into his ears, Sun Ning still looked calm. At this time, any words he said would appear redundant and weak.
The only way to express your inner feelings is through real hands-on experience.
Sun Ning gently stretched out his right hand and grabbed Butler Ding's wrist in a seemingly ordinary manner.
Deacon Ding sneered, and also made moves to dodge and counterattack. But the next moment he was shocked to realize that his wrist had fallen into the opponent's hands.
Iron hoops can no longer describe this hand.
It should be called two steel gates!
Not only his hands, but also Deacon Ding's entire body could no longer move at all.
He said angrily: "Little bastard, you are so brave. If you let go quickly, you can be punished lightly. Otherwise, someone Ding will kill you!"
Sun Ning turned a deaf ear, his face was shockingly calm.
Any fancy skills and movements are not worthy of being used against a master of eight disciplines like Deacon Ding.
His right hand just exerted force quietly, and then there was the sound of the bones being crushed first and then crushed. Finally, the entire palm turned into a ball of bone mixture.
"You bastard..." Deacon Ding let out a heart-rending scream.
The four deacons are all about forty years old, and their cultivation level is also at the level of Eight Sect Masters. Such warriors are commonplace no matter where they are.
The other three people immediately rushed towards Sun Ning to kill him.
Sun Ning was calm and unhurried.
There is no need to even avoid it.
He just gently stretched out his hand, and in an understatement, simple and direct manner that others could clearly see, and seemingly without any skill at all, he squeezed the hands of the three deacons in an unhurried manner.
The three deacons were attacking him together.
But Sun Ning calmly pinched the wrists of the three people respectively, and the speed didn't seem to be very fast, but none of the three people could escape.
The next moment, all their wrists were pinched off, crushed into pieces, and turned into cakes of flesh and bone. Just like Deacon Ding, they curled up and screamed in agony under the severe pain.
At this time, the four people still did not forget to use all kinds of obscene words, curse and insult Sun Ning.
It can be seen that the pain of a broken hand cannot make them remember.
At this time, the guards of the Sifang Inn and the deacons from other groups rushed over and shouted loudly: "Stop, you dare to be so bold in our great Qin. You are so bold! I will arrest you immediately, otherwise you will die without a burial place!"
"Really? If you, the Qin Dynasty, are so indifferent to right from wrong and let these black sheep do whatever they want, the contest for the third princess to marry him this time is just a joke!"
Sun Ning snorted coldly and said sternly: "These deacons, in front of so many people, openly accepted bribes and manipulated the candidates who participated in the contest to recruit wives. It is a typical example of deceiving those above and acting perversely against those below! And they insulted them in person.
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It is really rude and abominable for me to bully visitors from afar. There is no need to distinguish, the certified evidence is all there! I am angry, so it is reasonable to teach them a lesson. If you capture me, you will be colluding with them and colluding with them!"
These words were so righteous and majestic that it was impossible to look directly at them.
People who were in line like Sun Ning or who had failed in the competition but had not yet left, all spoke in agreement. I don’t know how many people were supporting him at the moment.
Seeing the excitement in the crowd, the guards and deacons had a lot of scruples. They did not dare to deal with him anymore, so they stepped forward to save the four deacons Ding.
"slow!"
Sun Ning gave a cold shout and said in a deep voice: "They haven't given me justice yet, how can they leave?"
The next moment, his big hand reached out again, grabbed Deacon Ding's throat in front of so many people, and asked coldly: "Now tell me again, am I poor in cultivation and ugly in appearance?"
The crowd of onlookers, especially the members of the same group who had already lost in the competition, were almost all insulted by the four deacons just now. Seeing them being beaten like this, everyone felt happy. If it was not really inappropriate, they would have shouted loudly.
Say hello.
I don’t know how many people were secretly shocked.
How could this young man, who seemed to be just a scholar from the Eight Sects and was underage, be so cruel? As a foreigner, he beat the deacons of the Qin Dynasty like this on the land of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Even if I gave myself a thousand more courages, I would never dare...
Deacon Ding trembled and roared angrily: "You little bastard, how dare you do this to me, you are dead, I will never let you leave my land of Daqin alive!"
"Yeah?"
Sun Ning smiled coldly, without any politeness, and suddenly increased the strength of his right hand.
Deacon Ding felt as if a huge force was coming, and his fragile neck and throat were about to be crushed. Stars flashed in his eyes, and he almost fainted, and his consciousness became a little blurry.
Under the severe pain, he couldn't even care about the pain of breaking his hand.
Looking at the cold eyes of the other party, Butler Ding was frightened to death. He could clearly see the undisguised murderous intent in those eyes. He knew that if he dared to speak harshly again, this gangster-like young man would really crush him.
throat.
There was a look of mercy in his eyes.
"Don't think that since this is your home court, I won't dare to crush your neck!"
Sun Ning snorted coldly and then let go slightly. After Deacon Ding coughed violently for a while, he asked calmly: "Tell me now, am I extremely ugly and have poor cultivation!"
Deacon Ding hurriedly said: "Your cultivation is superb, few people can match it... You are handsome and handsome! I am blind, I am blind, please forgive me!" (To be continued)