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The crowd quickly separated left and right, exposing the location of the two. Chen Xing was stunned. He didn't expect that chatting with his subordinates could also cause dissatisfaction.

However, he didn't know that Young Master Yang was feeling angry with nowhere to vent, and in a blink of an eye saw the two of them whispering to each other, thinking they were talking about themselves. He has always been dignified and superior, and he has always been the only one bullying others, and no one else bullying him. But as soon as I got off the car today, I ran into someone who didn't have long eyes. I wanted to scan him with a black watch. Then I was called out by his previous nickname, and my lungs were almost exploded.

He hates two things most in his life, one is the social credit system, and the other is that others call him short. He is tyrannical by nature and brave enough to fight. He is a killer move when he strikes. It is inevitable that he will overdo it, killing and wounding the children of civilian households. If things go on like this, the social credit score has plummeted, leaving only the middle and lower ones. In addition, his self-esteem is extremely high, and he was scanned by a low-level untouchable, naturally furious.

When he was young, he was short and fierce, and was jokingly called the "dwarf" by the children of other families. Although he has grown taller now, even taller than most of his peers, he still avoids calling him short. But everyone is a descendant of a family, with equal strength, and no one is afraid of anyone. He didn't have the advantage, he could only suffocate his anger and swallow in his stomach.

But as soon as I turned my head, I saw two untouchables talking and laughing. A person with a gloomy mind often does not see that others are better than himself, and it is easy to save others by oneself and think bad things. Seeing others laughing, I thought I was laughing at him, and became more and more jealous. And more importantly, he is the second young master of the Yang family in Gray Point City. He has a lofty position and tramples two untouchables. Does he still need to think?

"Hehe, there is another good show to watch." Luo Shaoqing said gleefully.

"Cut, what's so good about pinching a soft persimmon." Ye Yang Qingyan said disdainfully.

"Their Yang family has always only bullied the soft and feared the hard, don't you know?" Roy Moore said with a sneer.

"Ou Nai-chan, is this the legendary'lying gun'?" "You are stupid, he is obviously standing." "Can't you'lie down the gun' while standing?" "Of course, in the east In Mainland Chinese,'lying' and'standing' are not the same." "Wai Ga Si Wei..." the twin sisters of the Baishi Family said each and every word.

"My lord, we are just discussing the arrangements for the next dinner party." Chen Xing took a step forward, stood up straight, and said neither arrogantly nor arrogantly.

He has a calm tone and an upright attitude, but he can't do it if he is asked to bow and salute. On the one hand, the other party's age is much younger than him, on the other hand, he does look down on him a little bit. He is from the earth, deeply influenced by the thought of "the people are the masters", and he cannot salute such evil young people.

Seeing Chen Xing's performance, Yang Zhiyong's expression became more gloomy, and he asked, "Why don't you salute when you see the nobleman?"

"This..." Chen Xing hesitated for a few seconds, then bent down and bowed respectfully. As the saying goes, ideals are very full, reality is very skinny, life is alive, you still have to bow your head when you should bow your head. Otherwise, it's not worth it to cause disaster for a little bit of poor self-esteem. For this kind of evil, if you can avoid it, you can avoid it, and if you can avoid it, you can avoid it.

Because Chen Xing's attitude was quite satisfactory, Yang Zhiyong raised his hand and was about to send him away, but at this moment, a strange laughter rang out behind him.

"Haha, Young Master Yang is so majestic." The speaker was Luo Shaoqing, and Ye Yang Qingyan also echoed, "Yeah, yeah, so majestic~"

The two have a weird tone, and they are clearly talking irony. Yang Zhiyong was stunned on the spot, and after thinking for a while, he realized that the two of them were mocking him to win respect by relying on his fists. They immediately showed stern expression and shouted at Chen Xing: "Untouchables, kneel down on me!"

Chen Xing's face became cold and gloomy. This has touched his bottom line, he would rather die than surrender!

"Kneel, did you hear that!" Yang Zhiyong clenched his fists and scolded.

Chen Xing stood there, motionless. With his knees, he only kneels to the heavens and his ancestors. How could he kneel on such a stubborn villain.

"Huh, Xiao Yisan, I finally hit the iron plate." On the other side of the team, Wu Hao folded his hands on his chest and hummed coldly, without the consciousness of being a colleague of Lanhua Town. And Ye Yang Bailiu, standing behind Chen Xing, clenched his fists unconsciously, his eyes full of worry. She is very clear about the manners of these aristocratic children, and she is unrelenting in dealing with civilians. On the other hand, she couldn't bear to see Chen Xing give in. After several months of getting along, she has developed a dim affection, and she also knows the bottom line of the other party-you can bow your head, but not dignity.

Turning his head to look, the scene was silent, and everyone was looking at Chen Xing.

After being silent for a while, Chen Xing raised his head and slowly said, "My lord, you are not the king of the principality, nor my fiancee, so..." He stretched his voice and said word by word, "Your request is hard to follow!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Zhiyong widened his eyes, both astonished and at a loss. He never expected that a small marginal town untouchable would dare to disobey him in front of so many people.

"And..." Chen Xing continued with a cold face, "Please remember, I am a citizen, a citizen of the Red Dragon Principality, and a second lieutenant of the Red Dragon Principality's garrison. I wantonly insulted me..." He suddenly improved. Volume, cursed unceremoniously, "It will only embarrass your family!"

"You!" Cursed by a pariah in a fringe town, Yang Zhiyong's eyes spit fire, and his body trembled with anger. He pointed at the opponent, unable to say a word for a long while.

"Papa Papa!"

In the silence, crisp applause suddenly sounded. In such an atmosphere, it seems extremely abrupt.

"This soldier is a bit interesting." Roy said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, clapping his hands.

Within a few seconds, Yang Zhiyong's face rose to the color of pig liver, and then he roared: "Looking for death!" With a "boom", he suddenly rose up, like a shell that just came out of its chamber, and shot the insulting shell directly. Untouchables.

Although Chen Xing had prepared for it, the incident happened suddenly and he had no time to push Yeyang Bailiu away, and then greeted him. The opponent's strength is tyrannical, and he dared not have any reservations, and immediately launched a trio to bless three times the strength.

In an instant, above the sea of ​​spirit, golden light of primitive runes appeared, and the majestic power poured into the muscle fibers, swelling and thickening.

Yang Zhiyong's heart shuddered, as if he had an illusion, the other party's breath was originally very weak, but it soared in an instant, like a huge wave, coming on his head. The old man behind him seemed to perceive something, squinted his eyes, his ink-colored eyes were radiating cold, but he still carried his hands on his back and didn't mean to stop it.

In the next second, Yang Zhiyong rushed to the front, Chen Xing whirled around and struck out with heavy fists.

The onlookers felt that their eyes flashed, and before they could clearly see the movements of the two, one of them was blown out.

But the target who was bombarded was beyond everyone's expectation. It turned out to be the second young master of the Yang family, who took the initiative to attack.

Yang Zhiyong was tumbling in the air, and he was about to fall into the mud. The lean old man behind him suddenly made a move, his sleeves rolled up, and the surge of qi surge stabilized his figure.

He staggered to the ground and backed a few steps before he stopped. Looking at the opposite side, he stood still, as if Hong Zhong hit a stone, motionless.

Yang Zhiyong was shocked. His power was close to thirty, and he had practiced family martial arts since he was a child. The control and explosion of power is not comparable to that of an ordinary elite level. However, the opponent is just the captain of a fringe town, how could he have more power than him.

But what he didn't know was that Chen Xing had been a mercenary for more than ten years, and his combat skills had already been perfect. Although it was only a wild road, Sheng Zai had rich experience, and he understood from the life and death struggle, and he was not comparable to the fist and embroidered legs out of his training room. Coupled with the blessing of the trio, the strength reached 48 points, which he could not contend.

Suddenly knocked into the air, Yang Zhi was frustrated with courage and determination. His two triangular eyes stared at Chen Xing, but he did not dare to attack rashly.

Chen Xing used up the trio, knowing his strength, naturally he didn't dare to attack. The two confronted each other like this, no one dared to move first.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Just as the stalemate was at a stalemate, a burst of presumptuous laughter broke the silence.

"Little dwarf, you really didn't get home!" The sound was like a string of silver bells, sounding very beautiful, but it was heartfelt, "Even a second lieutenant can't win, just wipe your neck."

Turning his head to see, Ye Yang Qingyan was twisting her waist and pacing. The short red hair flutters in the wind and is very ostentatious.

"This kid is weird." Yang Zhiyong argued with a flushed face.

"I think you are not good at learning arts, and the three-legged cat is embarrassing when you come out. Don't hurry back to find your mother for milk." Ye Yang Qingyan said aggressively, her mouth like a knife, killing without blood.

"Yes, if you have the ability, try it yourself!" Yang Zhiyong shouted.

"Okay, try it!" After saying that, Ye Yang Qingyan flicked her red hair, twisted her body and twisted her waist, swiping a 180-degree leg to Chen Xing's side.

As the fragrant wind blew towards the face, Chen Xing cried secretly. He was too close and it was too late to escape, so he had to cross his fists to protect the door.

"Boom!"

With a muffled noise, Chen Xing flew out.

"Huh!"

Ye Yang Qingyan gave a clear drink, bullied herself up, and kicked Chen Xing to his waist the moment she landed. The foot strength here is extremely strong, Huo Huo Shengfeng, if it is kicked firmly, the kidney will have to rupture.

Chen Xing's scalp was tingling, and he sensed that the danger was approaching. He twisted his body in a strange posture, took the impact with his arm, and flew out.

Ye Yang Bailiu was in that direction with one arm and hugged Chen Xing. Then through the goggles, she glared at her half-sister.

This sister has been arrogant and self-willed since she was a child, but she has been suppressed by her and hated her. Now that she has been abandoned, the family's focus has shifted to the other party, becoming more rude and rude. If you let the other party know that she is here, she might say something.

But with her current attire, she doesn't have to worry about anything, it is impossible for the other party to recognize it. Who would have thought that she was the eldest lady of Ye Yang's family, and she would actually live in Fringe Town and be the subordinate of a small captain.