Chapter 70: Wouldn't it be better to just kill him?

Bang!

The wild boy flew back at a faster speed, knocking down the wall completely, causing a cry of surprise.

"Humph, you overestimate your own abilities, you are just a great soul master."

Ye Zhiqiu snorted coldly, and the green black tortoise martial spirit was released. Four white, yellow, yellow and purple soul rings appeared one after another. He shook his neck and looked at the boy buried in the ruins, whose life and death were unknown, with a hideous smile on his lips.

"But since you are looking for death, you can't blame me."

"Who is this guy?"

Next to the street, in an elegant teahouse.

The young blond boy looked at the noise downstairs with interest, pointed at Ye Zhiqiu who was pinching the wild boy's neck, and asked the person next to him.

"Reporting to His Highness Weiss, this person is an intern teacher at Canghui College."

The waiter beside him immediately bent down and explained respectfully.

"Canghui College?"

The blond boy looked at him in confusion.

"Report to His Highness Weiss, it's just a barely second-rate academy, and it won't pose any threat to the geniuses of our Xingluo."

"Hmph, the teacher is just a four-ring rubbish, and the students are such trash that they were beaten to a pulp by the great soul master. My cousin has dirty his hands by killing them."

Davis curled his lips in disdain.

"By the way, if the Spirit Hall law enforcement team comes later, go and help."

The waiter was stunned, "Help the Spirit Hall?"

"Idiot, it must be to help him!"

Davis looked at him with a look of idiot, "What do you think we are here for?"

"But remember, don't expose our identities, just find someone to stand in the crowd of onlookers and shout a few times."

Looking at the team of white-clothed deacons who hurried over, his eyes flashed with a wise light.

"Someone will help us complete the rest of the work."

"Brother Weiss, why are you standing here, hey, what are you doing with the stool?"

The little black-haired girl poked her head out and looked at Davis curiously standing in front of the window with her hands behind her back.

The air fell into a moment of silence.

The profound expression on the latter's face could not be held back for a moment, and he climbed down the stool in a rage and roared, "Zhu Zhuyun, you idiot!"

"Woo woo woo, brother Weiss, don't scold me, at most, at most, I'll let you be the Titled Douluo next time."

"Idiot, shut up, who wants to play house with you!!"

"Woo woo woo~"

"Woo——!"

The wild boy's face flushed, and he kept struggling in the air.

Ye Zhiqiu pinched his neck with a grim smile, but he was horrified in his heart.

He had already used all his strength, but it was extremely difficult to suppress it.

With such a terrible talent, if this kid and his sect are not eliminated, my Canghui Ming Dynasty will be in danger!

Thinking of the terrible consequences, Ye Zhiqiu tried harder, and the boy's struggle gradually slowed down, his eyes turned white, and he was about to lose his voice.

Some onlookers gloated, some sighed, and some just watched the fun.

No one stepped forward to stop it.

After all, this is Wuhun City, and it is an internal dispute. If you intervene rashly, you will only get yourself involved.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout came, and Ye Zhiqiu subconsciously let go, so that the young man had a chance to catch his breath and began to breathe in fresh air.

"No private fighting in Wuhun City!"

A team of white-clothed deacons hurried over. The leader looked at the collapsed walls and blood on the ground with an ugly face. His chest rose and fell violently, and he was obviously very angry.

Just a little carelessness, and such a big mess happened. This time the captain was going to scold him to death.

The leader felt bitter, and his eyes turned more and more unfriendly towards Ye Zhiqiu, "Why don't you put it down quickly?!"

"Sorry, sir, I will compensate for the damaged items, but this is a private matter of my academy, please don't interfere."

Ye Zhiqiu's ears moved slightly, and his flustered face instantly became confident. He straightened his chest and pointed at the half-dead wild boy in his hand, "His name is Du Wudi, and he is a disciple of a small sect under my Canghui. You can check our registration list."

"Save these words for the interrogation hall."

The leader of the law enforcement team snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Take them all away."

"Sir, is this the style of the Spirit Hall?"

Ye Zhiqiu did not resist, and let the white-clothed deacon pull his body, just looking around and saying loudly.

"We small sects and small academies don't even have the right to deal with our own private affairs?"

The leader froze, and his face instantly became uglier.

He turned around, looked at the smiling Ye Zhiqiu, and said word by word, "We in the Spirit Hall never interfere."

However, before he finished speaking, doubts suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Yeah, why are you so overbearing?"

"I'm just cleaning up the house, why do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

"If you break something, can't you just pay for it?"

"Tsk tsk, this is the Spirit Hall, they are used to being overbearing."

It was as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves. In an instant, countless condemnations came overwhelming, drowning the leader of the law enforcement team in the waves.

"See."

Davis smiled proudly, "It's not just my Xingluo family who came to add insult to injury after learning the news. Who on this continent doesn't hope that the Spirit Hall will fall?"

"Your Highness is wise."

The waiter admired him very much.

"Brother Weiss is so awesome. Can I stand on the stool with Brother Weiss?"

"Shut up, idiot!"

On the field, in the middle of the crowd.

The leader of the law enforcement team gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was slowly tidying up his clothes, as if he was not the one who was just caught.

"Don't worry, we have no intention of going against a behemoth like the Spirit Hall. I'm just doing my own thing. If I break your rules, please forgive me. Can you let me go?"

Ye Zhiqiu patted the hand that grabbed him, adjusted his collar, and with a smile, he pulled the wild boy over, grabbed his neck, and exerted force instantly!

"Woo!"

The boy groaned miserably, rolled up his bloodshot eyes, and saw that he could only breathe out but not in

"You!"

The leader was trembling with anger, wishing he could punch through that damn smiling face, and at the same time he was extremely hesitant in his heart.

If he let the other party kill the child, then his face would be completely lost.

But if he rescued him, the Spirit Hall would be accused of interfering with other sects, and he couldn't afford it in such a serious situation.

"Well, I know you are busy with official duties, so I won't bother you anymore. I will send the cost of repairing the wall this afternoon."

Seeing that several people were hesitant, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, and he exerted force in his hand to completely solve the wild boy.

However, the next second——

"Ahhh!!!"

Ye Zhiqiu screamed and flew backwards. The hand holding the wild boy had been pierced by a "dagger" engraved with dragon patterns.

"I say, you people. Why are you still polite to him?"

The long and clear voice resounded in everyone's ears, but they saw that where Ye Zhiqiu was standing, there was a silver-haired boy.

He turned the "dagger" in his hand, and his black eyes swept through the crowd, and finally stopped at the howling Ye Zhiqiu.

"Such a person, wouldn't it be better to kill him?"