Chapter 712 City Lord Zhao Dezhu
Ta-ta-ta!
Footsteps sounded everywhere.
More than a dozen soldiers wearing heavy armor quickly rushed to the second floor.
The leading soldier glanced around with cold eyes, and finally looked at where Nanfeng and Tang Chengyun were.
"An old man and a fool?" The soldier snorted coldly, "Can these two useless things kill Mr. Zhao?"
Nanfeng was a little unhappy.
Tang Chengyun, who is level 46, has all his aura and feels like he has returned to his original nature. At first glance, he does look like a little old man.
But Nanfeng is not a fool.
He just changed his appearance to look honest and honest in order to keep a low profile.
Well, the honest man has eaten your rice, and you call me a fool?
"The city lord's personal guards are here to capture the assassin, and everyone else is here to get out of here!"
On the street below, more than a dozen well-armed teams came from all directions.
They shouted and surrounded Zhao's Restaurant.
Not only that, there were three strong men in their 40s who flew from the air and landed on the opposite roof.
Dragnet!
In the eyes of outsiders, the old men and fools in the restaurant can't escape even if they have wings!
Of course, Nanfeng had no intention of escaping.
He peeled a banana and ate it carelessly, tapping the table with his left index finger.
"Who killed the waiter?" Nanfeng asked calmly.
call out!
Opposite the restaurant, a level 41 strong man stepped in the air and walked over.
He did not answer Nanfeng's words, but asked coldly: "Did you kill Mr. Zhao Bi?"
Nanfeng glanced at him: "Answer my question first."
The level 41 strong man was furious: "Who are you, and you dare to question me?"
As he spoke, he raised his toes in the air, appeared in front of Nanfeng in an instant, and hit Nanfeng's head with a heavy elbow.
"I answer your mother...ah...Mom! Save me, Mom!"
In the restaurant, the heart-rending screams of the level 41 expert could be heard.
His entire right arm was cut off from the shoulder joint, and the incision was flat and smooth. The person who did it looked like an expert at first glance.
This is not the scariest thing.
The most terrifying thing is that with so many people present, no one can see clearly who did it!
The old man was sipping tea with a smile.
That fool was eating a banana innocently.
They seemed...none of them took action?
Of all the people present, only Tang Chengyun saw Nanfeng draw his sword. The others were too weak and their eyesight could not keep up with Nanfeng's speed.
"Mom...it hurts so much, mom."
The level 41 strong man was still screaming and rolling on the ground in pain.
It was obvious that he had not experienced a fierce battle, nor had he suffered such serious injuries.
His level is due to the accumulation of resources.
"Mama's boy, you?" Nanfeng sneered and kicked him downstairs, "Someone who can take charge will answer my questions."
On the second floor of the restaurant, a group of soldiers wearing heavy armor looked at each other.
They knew that this old man and fool were not as simple as they seemed.
They've hit a rough patch!
"Hahaha, the strength of these two gentlemen is astonishing. What's the point of coming to our Wukong City?" Another level 41 strong man said from the rooftop opposite.
Nanfeng glared at him: "Before asking me questions, can you answer my questions first?"
The level 41 expert said solemnly: "Don't think that just because you have some strength, you can act recklessly in Wukong City. Our Zhao family..."
"Damn it, why is it so hard to talk to you?"
Nanfeng shot out [Mountain Climbing Flying Claw], which directly penetrated the man's thigh.
After a scream, Nanfeng dragged the level 41 strong man back with a flick of his wrist.
Snap!
Nanfeng stepped on his head, leaned over and asked, "Let me ask you, who killed the waiter?"
The level 41 strongman cried bitterly and said in panic: "I don't know, I just came here too."
"I don't know where you are, why are you chattering?"
Nan Feng kicked him again and kicked this man downstairs.
In one minute, two consecutive level 41 Zhao family experts were kicked away by Nan Feng.
One of them is missing an arm, and the other has a hole in his thigh. They are really brothers and sisters, so miserable.
All the guards of the Zhao family who were present had their hearts beat faster and retreated.
Damn it, this time I really hit the wall.
Look at this posture, this fool... No, this hero should be a strong man above level 43, right?
The strength is actually the same as that of the city lord, so terrifying!
The most panicked person at this time was undoubtedly the soldier who had just slashed the waiter to death.
He swallowed hard, huddled behind his teammates, and then ran downstairs quickly while no one was paying attention.
"Hey, wake up, don't die."
With a sad face, the soldier knelt beside the waiter, who had already lost his breath, and shook him vigorously, trying to wake him up.
But it's all in vain.
If he had the strength to bring the dead back to life, there would be no need to be afraid.
"The city lord has arrived!!"
A sharp and harsh sound came from the distance, and a moment later, a luxurious sedan decorated with gold and silver stopped downstairs.
The city lord of [Wukong City], Zhao Dezhu, is here.
His arrival was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for all the Zhao family guards present.
No matter how strong the old man and fool are in front of them, they can't possibly be stronger than the Lord of the City, right?
Ta-ta-ta.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Zhao Dezhu, with a gloomy face, slowly walked up to the second floor.
Nanfeng looked at him and sized him up and down.
Zhao Dezhu had a thin face and fierce eyes, and he looked like a sinister and cunning villain.
While Nanfeng was sizing Zhao Dezhu, Zhao Dezhu was also observing Nanfeng and Tang Chengyun - two ordinary people.
This was the first judgment Zhao Dezhu made.
But he knew that these two people were very strong and could not be ordinary people. They could only be strong people who hid their aura.
A super strong person who was much stronger than him.
But Zhao Dezhu was not afraid because he was a member of the Zhao family.
No matter who these two people were, if they dared to kill his son, he would make them pay with their lives.
"Bring the people up." Zhao Dezhu said coldly.
Soon two guards came to the second floor with a bloody woman.
The woman had been tortured beyond recognition, with no teeth, no nose, and no ears.
There was no light in her eyes.
This woman was the woman Tang Chengyun had saved from Zhao Bi this morning!
Tang Chengyun, who was still drinking tea with a smile, gradually calmed down and put the teacup in his hand on the table.
Only Nanfeng could feel how murderous Tang Chengyun was now.
"This area of 100 miles is all the territory of my Zhao family. Want to run? Where can you run to?" Zhao Dezhu said jokingly.
He said this not to Nanfeng and the others, but to the woman covered in blood.
"Come, take a good look at these two people." Zhao Dezhu grabbed the woman's hair, lifted her head, and faced Nanfeng and Tang Chengyun, "Tell me, did they kill my son?"
The woman's eyes were dull and dim. When she saw Tang Chengyun, her body trembled slightly.
Then, she said, "No, no... I don't know them."
