Chapter 689 Cold and ruthless
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Wan Li Yu
Tian Xiaoji felt like his head was blank now. How could he offend such a number one person? His legs were shaking just thinking about it.
But he didn't know that Zhang Yifeng didn't take his matter to heart at all. Zhang Yifeng has always been a low-key person. As long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, he won't cause trouble. As long as Tian Xiaoji doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble for him, he won't be able to remember the trivial things that happened between them.
"My friend, if you need my help, just ask."
Situ Xiong's voice came again, hinting to Zhang Yifeng whether he needed to take action to solve the Pang family's trouble.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be necessary."
Zhang Yifeng is a smart man. Some favors are good for outsiders to know and cannot be used easily. If you don't use favors, others will be wary of them. But if you use favors, no one will be wary of anything.
Situ Xiong wanted to say something else, but the voice of the woman in black suddenly came: "Your name is Zhang Yifeng?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at the woman. The woman was wearing a tight-fitting black leather dress, which perfectly highlighted her figure. Her curves made people unable to take their eyes away. But the strange thing was that no matter how he looked, Zhang Yifeng could not clearly see the woman's appearance. There seems to be an ethereal aura emanating from her body, which obscures her appearance. You seem to see her face, but you don't seem to see anything at all.
The woman must have practiced a special secret technique that can hide her appearance, or else she is wearing some kind of strange mask that can hide her consciousness.
Nodding, Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "I am Zhang Yifeng, what can I do?"
"I want to compete with you."
After the woman finished speaking, the sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword roared like a dragon. Just by the sound of the sword, you could tell it was a precious sword.
As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding air instantly became cold, as if there was a wild beast, watching everyone with eager eyes.
"It feels so cold and heartless, this is the Heartless Sword!"
"She is so ruthless! She killed the mayor of a main town in seconds a while ago, and he is also a fierce man."
Zhang Yifeng looked at the woman and said calmly: "Sword competition? Forget it, I'm not very good at using swords, and my sword is not for competition."
"No more than a sword, I'll kill you."
Leng Qingwu pointed the sword at Zhang Yifeng's throat, her voice was cold and emotionless, it seemed that the only thing in her world was the sword.
"I only say this once, get out!"
Zhang Yifeng's face turned cold at that moment, and the heart-shaped green leaves emitted a faint light in his palm. If you anger him, no matter who you are or what your background is, you will only die!
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
The cold and ruthless voice came again.
"Don't be afraid, because you can't kill me. Your sword may be fast, but there are things that are faster than your sword."
Zhang Yifeng looked at Leng Wuwu, his eyes still indifferent.
Leng Qingwu also looked at Zhang Yifeng. After a while, she took back the sword and said: "You are not worthy of me to draw the sword now. When you are qualified to let me draw the sword, you will die."
The voice fell, Leng Wuwu turned and left.
"madman."
Zhang Yifeng just shook his head lightly, and then spoke to everyone around him.
"Just now in the inn, some people arrogantly manipulated my people. I gave them a chance to admit their mistakes and let them go. If they don't admit their mistakes and I find them out, the consequences will be more serious."
As soon as Zhang Yifeng said these words, everyone realized that the matter was far from over!
"Young people, be generous when doing things and don't worry about it."
"Yes, otherwise it would be easy to offend a lot of people."
Someone came out of the inn to watch the excitement, and someone warned them.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "I never take the initiative to offend people, but I am not afraid of offending people either. Those who bully me must give an explanation."
Some strong men couldn't stand it and said: "Little brother, don't think that you are invincible just because you borrowed a sword. The reason why you were able to kill the Pang family and his son was because they were unprepared. If they were prepared, Even if we take the initiative, you will be the only one who dies."
Zhang Yifeng smiled and said: "I know you think I am talking big words, but you won't think so later. Don't think that you are superior to others because you are the mayor of a senior town or the mayor of a main town. At least here, It’s not your turn to speak yet. Even if you are a strong man in a city, you have to look at my face. Here, if I, Zhang Yifeng, want you to die, you will not be able to live!"
If I, Zhang Yifeng, want you to die, it is impossible for you to live.
Zhang Yifeng's words were extremely domineering and arrogant.
At that time, there was an old man who was angry.
"Boy, how dare you! I want to see what ability you have and how much you can control my life and death."
An old man walked out of the crowd. He was wearing gray satin and had a strong and terrifying aura.
"Don't rush to die. You'll find out later. There's still a show for you to watch."
Zhang Yifeng had an indifferent expression and walked into the inn step by step to the side of the Hundred Bandits before he spoke.
"You showed up in the hall. Your room must have been occupied. Tell me who occupied your room."
After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the inn fell into a brief silence. The people occupying the room of the Hundred Bandits were from a much larger background than the people sitting below. This kid is simply not afraid of trouble!
"City Lord...this..."
The bodies of the hundred war bandits and others trembled, and Sima Han was even more embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
"Don't worry, in the Ice Mountains, no matter how powerful the forces are, they all have to look at my face."
Zhang Yifeng saw Sima Han's dilemma and spoke again.
"What a loud tone. Are today's young people so arrogant?"
Suddenly there was a cold shout from the second floor, and a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes walked down step by step. Beside him, there was an old man and a group of young heroes.
"They call you the city lord. Tell me, which city are you the lord of? I have never heard of a young man being the lord of the [-]th branch city or the main city."
A middle-aged indifferent voice came with a haughty expression.
"It's them."
Zhang Yifeng did not answer, but turned to ask the hundred war bandits.
One hundred war bandits nodded and did not deny it.
Zhang Yifeng then said: "My city is just a small city. It is called Weiwo City. It is not famous now, but it will probably become famous in the future."
"Weiwei City? Never heard of it. Is it as big as a small village?" the old man said mockingly, and then said coldly, "Young man, you have to understand that although we occupy your room, we have also left a place for you. Let you continue to stay in the inn without being kicked out by everyone. This is the end of our benevolence."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled: "Oh? Drive my people out of the room and let them stay in the inn to be ridiculed. Is it also called being benevolent and righteous? Well, I am a kind-hearted person and I will be benevolent and righteous once. Now get out. My room, then kneel down and admit your mistake, and I will let you live."
But he didn't know that Zhang Yifeng didn't take his matter to heart at all. Zhang Yifeng has always been a low-key person. As long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, he won't cause trouble. As long as Tian Xiaoji doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble for him, he won't be able to remember the trivial things that happened between them.
"My friend, if you need my help, just ask."
Situ Xiong's voice came again, hinting to Zhang Yifeng whether he needed to take action to solve the Pang family's trouble.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be necessary."
Zhang Yifeng is a smart man. Some favors are good for outsiders to know and cannot be used easily. If you don't use favors, others will be wary of them. But if you use favors, no one will be wary of anything.
Situ Xiong wanted to say something else, but the voice of the woman in black suddenly came: "Your name is Zhang Yifeng?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at the woman. The woman was wearing a tight-fitting black leather dress, which perfectly highlighted her figure. Her curves made people unable to take their eyes away. But the strange thing was that no matter how he looked, Zhang Yifeng could not clearly see the woman's appearance. There seems to be an ethereal aura emanating from her body, which obscures her appearance. You seem to see her face, but you don't seem to see anything at all.
The woman must have practiced a special secret technique that can hide her appearance, or else she is wearing some kind of strange mask that can hide her consciousness.
Nodding, Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "I am Zhang Yifeng, what can I do?"
"I want to compete with you."
After the woman finished speaking, the sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword roared like a dragon. Just by the sound of the sword, you could tell it was a precious sword.
As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding air instantly became cold, as if there was a wild beast, watching everyone with eager eyes.
"It feels so cold and heartless, this is the Heartless Sword!"
"She is so ruthless! She killed the mayor of a main town in seconds a while ago, and he is also a fierce man."
Zhang Yifeng looked at the woman and said calmly: "Sword competition? Forget it, I'm not very good at using swords, and my sword is not for competition."
"No more than a sword, I'll kill you."
Leng Qingwu pointed the sword at Zhang Yifeng's throat, her voice was cold and emotionless, it seemed that the only thing in her world was the sword.
"I only say this once, get out!"
Zhang Yifeng's face turned cold at that moment, and the heart-shaped green leaves emitted a faint light in his palm. If you anger him, no matter who you are or what your background is, you will only die!
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
The cold and ruthless voice came again.
"Don't be afraid, because you can't kill me. Your sword may be fast, but there are things that are faster than your sword."
Zhang Yifeng looked at Leng Wuwu, his eyes still indifferent.
Leng Qingwu also looked at Zhang Yifeng. After a while, she took back the sword and said: "You are not worthy of me to draw the sword now. When you are qualified to let me draw the sword, you will die."
The voice fell, Leng Wuwu turned and left.
"madman."
Zhang Yifeng just shook his head lightly, and then spoke to everyone around him.
"Just now in the inn, some people arrogantly manipulated my people. I gave them a chance to admit their mistakes and let them go. If they don't admit their mistakes and I find them out, the consequences will be more serious."
As soon as Zhang Yifeng said these words, everyone realized that the matter was far from over!
"Young people, be generous when doing things and don't worry about it."
"Yes, otherwise it would be easy to offend a lot of people."
Someone came out of the inn to watch the excitement, and someone warned them.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "I never take the initiative to offend people, but I am not afraid of offending people either. Those who bully me must give an explanation."
Some strong men couldn't stand it and said: "Little brother, don't think that you are invincible just because you borrowed a sword. The reason why you were able to kill the Pang family and his son was because they were unprepared. If they were prepared, Even if we take the initiative, you will be the only one who dies."
Zhang Yifeng smiled and said: "I know you think I am talking big words, but you won't think so later. Don't think that you are superior to others because you are the mayor of a senior town or the mayor of a main town. At least here, It’s not your turn to speak yet. Even if you are a strong man in a city, you have to look at my face. Here, if I, Zhang Yifeng, want you to die, you will not be able to live!"
If I, Zhang Yifeng, want you to die, it is impossible for you to live.
Zhang Yifeng's words were extremely domineering and arrogant.
At that time, there was an old man who was angry.
"Boy, how dare you! I want to see what ability you have and how much you can control my life and death."
An old man walked out of the crowd. He was wearing gray satin and had a strong and terrifying aura.
"Don't rush to die. You'll find out later. There's still a show for you to watch."
Zhang Yifeng had an indifferent expression and walked into the inn step by step to the side of the Hundred Bandits before he spoke.
"You showed up in the hall. Your room must have been occupied. Tell me who occupied your room."
After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the inn fell into a brief silence. The people occupying the room of the Hundred Bandits were from a much larger background than the people sitting below. This kid is simply not afraid of trouble!
"City Lord...this..."
The bodies of the hundred war bandits and others trembled, and Sima Han was even more embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
"Don't worry, in the Ice Mountains, no matter how powerful the forces are, they all have to look at my face."
Zhang Yifeng saw Sima Han's dilemma and spoke again.
"What a loud tone. Are today's young people so arrogant?"
Suddenly there was a cold shout from the second floor, and a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes walked down step by step. Beside him, there was an old man and a group of young heroes.
"They call you the city lord. Tell me, which city are you the lord of? I have never heard of a young man being the lord of the [-]th branch city or the main city."
A middle-aged indifferent voice came with a haughty expression.
"It's them."
Zhang Yifeng did not answer, but turned to ask the hundred war bandits.
One hundred war bandits nodded and did not deny it.
Zhang Yifeng then said: "My city is just a small city. It is called Weiwo City. It is not famous now, but it will probably become famous in the future."
"Weiwei City? Never heard of it. Is it as big as a small village?" the old man said mockingly, and then said coldly, "Young man, you have to understand that although we occupy your room, we have also left a place for you. Let you continue to stay in the inn without being kicked out by everyone. This is the end of our benevolence."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled: "Oh? Drive my people out of the room and let them stay in the inn to be ridiculed. Is it also called being benevolent and righteous? Well, I am a kind-hearted person and I will be benevolent and righteous once. Now get out. My room, then kneel down and admit your mistake, and I will let you live."
