Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

Ren Xiaodao stepped forward and put his arm around Yang Yueming's shoulder: "Fugui, don't take risks, let me do it."

Yang Yueming turned his head and glanced at Ren Xiaodao: "Only I can stand up for today's matter."

Ren Xiaodao's expression froze.

Fang Muhao smiled: "Master Ren, the beggar gang is also a well-known martial arts school, and the old gang leader Ren Chong is a generation of heroes. He takes the safety of the martial arts as his own responsibility. You don't want to fight against the heroes of the martial arts because of a big devil today, right?"

Fang Muhao's words were talking about Ren Xiaodao's sore spot. If he was alone, then naturally he would not be afraid of anything, even if there were tens of thousands of people.

But today he is standing here as the young leader of the Beggar Sect. If he openly opposes the heroes, the debt will naturally be settled on the Beggar Sect.

He can disregard his own safety, but he cannot trap the gang of beggars into injustice.

Yang Yueming patted his hand on his shoulder, and said, "Fat Cai, I let you protect me all the way, but you can't come forward for today's matter, my uncle, I can only protect me."

Ren Xiaodao grasped Yang Yueming's hand, and when he grabbed it, he felt that Yang Yueming's bones were clear, with a nostalgic temperature: "Fugui, I can't let you fall into danger."

Yang Yueming blinked, with a smile in his eyes.

"Fat Cai, don't worry, I won't make you sad."

Ren Xiaodao's heart seemed to be full of peach blossoms. At this moment, he only wanted to stand in front of Yang Yueming, but how could he really rest assured? What else did he want to say, and Fu Yuzhu said over there: "Nephew Ren, just look at it. Now, why do you think his elder brother sealed his acupoints with the Moonlight Flicking Hand?"

Ren Xiaodao looked back at Fu Yuzhu, Fu Yuzhu smiled contemptuously: "Above the rivers and lakes, there will not be more than ten people who need to be dealt with with the hands of the moonlight."

Ren Xiaodao was skeptical.

Yang Yueming pushed him behind, with the frivolous look in Ren Xiaodao's familiar eyes, but it unexpectedly reassured him: "Get rich, trust me."

"Okay." Ren Xiaodao no longer insisted, "You remember, I am behind you."

"Of course you have to be behind me." Yang Yueming grinned, "You can clearly see my handsome back."

Over there, Nangong changed hands and wanted to go forward, but Ning Sui also grabbed him, Ning Suxin said: "Let the people of Mingyue City solve it by themselves."

Nangong Yishou pursed his lips and retreated, but his hands were secretly accumulating strength, and the hidden weapon was ready to go.

Diao Qihuan was already impatient: "Have you said enough is enough?"

Yang Yueming rolled his eyes contemptuously: "Half a duck, I'm giving you more time to prepare, you have to learn to be grateful, okay?"

Diao Qihuan didn't take him seriously at all: "It's up to you?"

If he was still half jealous of Qin Yuxi, then he had complete disdain for Yang Yueming.

Yang Yueming's appearance is extremely outstanding, even Fang Muhao, a well-known and beautiful man in the Jianghu, pales in front of him, but his footsteps are flimsy, his face is pale, and he doesn't have the rough feeling of a martial arts practitioner. A noble son who has no strength to restrain a chicken.

I'm afraid it's because I've been used to being pampered since I was a child, and people are used to being arrogant. When I get out of this world, I think that everyone should be courteous to him in my own square, so I am so self-righteous.

Diao Qihuan had a teasing heart in his heart, he just thought that today he would let this dandy who has never seen the world see how powerful a real martial arts master is.

However, Yang Yueming's arrogance was more powerful than he thought, and he hummed lightly: "Of course it's not with me... just one hand is enough."

"Pfft——" Nie Xueyi couldn't help but spit out. She knew Yang Yueming's outspokenness very well, but her self-righteousness was beyond her comprehension. She tugged on Luo Zhuchen's sleeve, "By the way Dust, are we helping a group of wealthy people, I think Diao Qihuan won't let him go now."

Luo Zhuchen also looked worried, but he looked at the problem more comprehensively than Nie Xueyi, patted the back of Nie Xueyi's hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, if wealth is really in danger, guess whether Ren Xiaodao will Just sit idly by."

Nie Xueyi thinks about it too. With Ren Xiaodao's feelings for Yang Yueming, how can he let Yang Yueming fall into danger and ignore him. Since Ren Xiaodao can watch from the sidelines, Yang Yueming has a countermeasure.

Diao Qihuan was really irritated by Yang Yueming, and his eyes were ruthless: "Okay, let me see how much you have."