Metropolitan Super Deity

Lingfei himself doesn't want to cause trouble, not for other reasons, he just wants to come here to taste the ordinary life, to feel the ordinary life, to achieve the transformation of the gods, and he doesn't want to waste his time with a group of idiots like these little kids .

However, many times, things may not go as smoothly as you imagined.

Stupid mortals are called stupid because they can't see clearly what kind of character their opponent is. Therefore, they are always wandering in making mistakes and wandering in death.

Soon, a group of people appeared on the street. The leader wore leather jackets, earrings, and red hair like flames.

They came to the middle of the wonton shop and the blacksmith shop and stopped immediately.

Those Shamates who were taught by Lingfei before immediately pointed to Lingfei who was forging iron, and said:

Brother Huo, this is the guy who not only beat our brother, but also robbed our money.

Brother Huo spat, walked slowly into the blacksmith's shop, and watched Ling Fei smashing Xuanyuan's holy sword with the Tiantian seal, with a strange expression on his face.

I've heard for a long time that a lunatic came to my street, making swords day and night. What age is it, and now everyone is playing with guns, who the hell still plays with swords? Idiot!

Ling Fei glanced at him lightly.

If you had scolded me as early as two months ago, this sword would have already been stuck in your body.

hehe....

Brother Huo smiled contemptuously.

Did you hear that? This kid is quite crazy? He still wants to kill me? He doesn't even look at himself.

After finishing speaking, his face turned to Ling Fei again, with a pair of triangular eyes, cold and terrifying, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Brat, do you really think my brother Huo is easy to bully? You don't go out to inquire. When my brother Huo came out to break through, you were still breastfeeding at home! Dare to beat my brother, I think you are I don't want to live anymore.

Ling Fei calmly picked up the Xuanyuan Holy Sword and blew a breath, and there was a sound of killing from the edge of the sword.

Hiss~! Good stuff!

Brother Huo, who was being arrogant, heard this voice and looked at the shape of Xuanyuan's long sword, and his heart suddenly jumped.

'This thing, isn't it a good treasure antique? '

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes and said with a sinister smile:

Boy, my Huo brother is a reasonable person. You respect me a foot, and I respect you! But if you dare to touch my brother, I dare to kill your whole family. However, since you are young, you don't want to Easy, if I beat you to death, I would have blinded your parents to give birth to you. In this way, give me the sword in your hand, and kowtow to me to apologize, and I will spare your life. If not, believe me Don't you believe me to break your leg?

Qian Xiaoqin immediately trotted over from the wonton shop opposite.

Brother Huo, Brother Huo, don't be angry, what happened just now was all a misunderstanding. This is the money from the brothers just now, and the money I will pay next month. It's all here. You calm down.

Brother Huo took a careful look at Qian Xiaoqin, and two green lights flashed faintly in his eyes.

He wore a smirk, and his eyes attacked Qian Xiaoqin unscrupulously.

Sister, don't say Brother Huo, I'm not righteous. You said you paid the money earlier, so everything is gone? You just want to hit my brother. Then my brother doesn't need medical expenses? Doesn't he need mental damage expenses? You want to send us away with this little money?

As soon as Qian Xiaoqin's face turned pale, she knew that this matter was not so easy to solve.

Brother Huo, it's all a misunderstanding. He hasn't been here for long, so he doesn't know. Don't worry, we will definitely reimburse you for the medical expenses.

There's no need to pay for it, and I'm sorry you can't afford it. How about this, you treat me and my brothers tonight for a drink, and this matter is over, otherwise, we will settle it slowly.

Qian Xiaoqin's complexion was pale. She is not a fool, as a pretty widow, she is a big piece of fat, and many people are staring at her and thinking about her. Tonight, it's okay if you don't go to this banquet, but if you go, it's probably not guaranteed at the end of the festival!

But if she doesn't go, how can she deal with Brother Huo and his gang as a weak woman?

Just when she was in a dilemma, Ling Fei's voice came again from the blacksmith shop behind her.

You are not allowed to go tonight.

Brother Huo was waiting for the pretty widow to agree, but he was disturbed by Ling Fei, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Fuck! Brat, don't worry about me, otherwise, believe it or not, I'll kill you? I haven't settled the score with you for what happened just now, so you dare to play tricks on me here?

Ling Fei glanced at him.

Don't you want this sword? All right, as long as you can handle it, this sword is yours.

Brother Huo's eyes lit up immediately.

Ling Fei's sword is a very good antique and is very valuable. He actually offered to let him take it away. If he didn't take it, he would not take it for nothing.

Although the pretty widow is also very good, compared to the priceless antiques, it must still be much inferior. Besides, the pretty widow, if she can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. She will have many opportunities in the future, but this antique is not necessarily the case.

Thinking of this, he immediately walked into the blacksmith shop with a smile on his face, came to Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Okay, this is what you said yourself, happy, I like you who are happy and easy to talk. Since you have invited me so sincerely, Brother Huo, if I don't take it, won't it be disrespectful to you? I....

As he spoke, he frowned immediately before he finished speaking.

Why is this sword so heavy?

Ling Fei glanced at him, didn't speak, and went to the water dispenser to get water for a drink.

This sword is like this, only a real man can hold it.

Brother Huo smiled disdainfully.

You shitty real man, when I was beheading people, you didn't know where to drink milk, and you were still preaching to me, it's really ridiculous. It's just such a broken sword, let me pick it up for you in minutes.

Brother Huo's younger brother is extraordinarily enthusiastic.

Brother Huo, come on.

A real man like Brother Huo, how could he not pick it up? What a joke!

That's right, if Brother Huo wasn't a real man, there wouldn't be a real man in this world!

Brother Huo, pick it up and show him, let him see how powerful you are.

Brother Huo smiled triumphantly.

Boy, show me your sword. Your sword belongs to me.

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and lifted it vigorously, but his face blushed involuntarily.

That face, from red to blue gradually. He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes widened, as if all the strength in his body was about to be drained. In this way, after persisting for tens of seconds, the sword did not move at all.

Hoo hoo....

Brother Huo was so tired that he was out of breath, bent over the stove, and couldn't help complaining:

Damn it, what the hell is going on with your broken sword? Why can't I even lift it? Could it be made of magnets? Is there a magnet connected to the bottom of the stove?