Yang Hong's body was suffocated, and his steps that had already taken off shrank back. He turned around and looked at the person who made a sound.

I saw him wearing a bright red cotton coat, with a square cloth on his head, an ordinary appearance, and frosty temples.

Sitting upright at the table in the center of the tavern, it was inconspicuous.

But his expression was firm and his eyes were full of spirits. There were many warriors who seemed to be headed by him, and they seemed to have some appeal.

Under his voice, the group of warriors who had just stood up seemed to have been given great courage and were inspired, and they shouted and yelled at Yang Hong and swearing, and there were dirty words, but more of them were asked to leave the stole Chang Lin.

It is related to Jiaolong. Even ordinary timid and cowardly people will arouse their passion and courage after following the crowd.

The sword-holder who had killed the man who had stood out before looked ugly, his lips were slight, and he said,

"The Seventh Prince, this person is Zhou Qing, a martial arts man from Dingxiang County. Although he is a turbulent man, he has good martial arts skills and is generous and righteous. He is quite famous for being a hero. He is respected by others and is difficult to pass on."

The Yang family of Chengyi Bo is the dominant of Dingxiang County, but it is obvious that Zhou Qing, the crane hand, was not afraid of Bo's mansion. Instead, he was full of courage. In front of dozens of people present, he carried the banner and competed with the Yang family for people.

This person who is fighting for naturally refers to Chang Lin, who is still kneeling on the ground and is quite uncomfortable.

Yang Hong was immediately furious, thinking that he was sincere, the Yang family was a noble family with a strong foundation and dominance. Could it be that a merely a lowly man who ran around the world would dare to go against him?

However, he was not stupid after all. He knew that Zhou Qing dared to speak, and he was accurate in telling Chang Lin that the information about the dragon was revealed, which made dozens of people in the restaurant feel greedy and full of ideas, so he dared to do so.

The so-called public anger is difficult to offend. If you are too anxious, these dozens of people will not dare to leave him here and kill him.

Gripping his teeth, Yang Hong's eyelids pounded, suppressing the boiling murderous intent in his heart, and said in a cold tone,

"Xia Zhou, this man is just a lowly thief who steals his personal belongings and speaks nonsense in order to save his life. How can he trust him easily after listening to his words?

I know that you are from Dingxiang County. Since you are all fellow villagers, why should I stop me from retrieving my stolen personal belongings?”

Zhou Qing struggled from the bottom of the world for a long time, and had never seen any conspiracy and plot. He had been through life and death for several times. He would never be deceived and intimidated by mere words, but he still said loudly.

"Young Master Yang, the wise man doesn't say secret words. No matter what this person has done to you, since he has top secret information about the dragon, it should not be underestimated. We will never let him leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, many of the warriors gathered in the wine shop had already pulled out their arms with a clang and stared at Yang Hong with a bad look, full of momentum, obviously not afraid of the other party's background.

If the other party still insists on his own actions, he will take action and start a murderous attack.

As the saying goes, a man dies and a bird is facing the sky, and he will never die for thousands of years. The guy who licks blood at the tip of a knife will not deliberately provoke those guys with strength and background, there is no need.

But if it involves tangible interests, then no one can do it.

Wu Feng is fierce and heroes violate the ban with martial arts. Isn’t it just a group of fierce and bloodthirsty people?

Several masters around Yang Hong also drew their weapons and confronted them. Although they were all good players, they could not resist the large number of people on the other side, and there were also guys like Zhou Qing who were extremely skilled in the acquired realm.

Chang Lin didn't expect that things would change like this at this time. Cold sweat soaked his clothes. Although the wine shop was still warm, his heart was like this broken door, and the cold wind was pouring in.

He thought about it and felt that he could not continue like this, otherwise the two sides would be about to break out and a bloody battle would happen. Wouldn't he be in trouble?

"Everyone, I'm just a flying thief, and I really don't dare to talk nonsense. There are dragon scales as evidence. Please read it."

As he said that, Chang Lin, with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, rustled through his chest, and then pulled out a scale that was two palm-sized by an ordinary person and was shining with a blue halo, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present and relieved the originally tense atmosphere.

Although we still have to fight, for the time being, everyone's attention is attracted to this.

No one has seen the dragon scales present, but at least everyone knows that the pure blood dragon is a rare ferocious beast with strong strength. It is full of treasures. The scales of the dragon naturally have extraordinary appearances.

The dragon scales taken out by Chang Lin have excellent quality, green light is like a clear water, and the texture is mysterious, as if engraved with some great way that has been passed down since ancient times, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can forge, because everyone has never seen such a strange thing.

What is even more convincing is the strong sense of oppression above the scale, which is powerful and sacred, fierce and powerful, like an ancient giant beast crawling down on the earth, making everyone believe that this is the scale of the dragon, otherwise, how could it be so sacred?

It seemed that the scene was not chaotic enough, Chang Lin stood up carefully and presented the dragon scales to Yang Hong to please him,

"Young Master Yang, this dragon scale, I will offer you this little dragon scale. I hope you can forgive the little one's previous confusion."

Yang Hong's eyes were almost protruding, and the dragon scale was close in front of him, so he didn't care about anything else. Not to mention that this little thief just stole his things, even if he killed him, he would not be tolerant if he offered this rare treasure.

After reaching out to take the dragon scale, Yang Hong was ecstatic and suppressed his excitement, and said with a trembling voice,

"There is still the news, let me tell you to leave and I will never get entangled with you."

Of course he wanted to take over the news, but he was still rational and knew that it was impossible. If he had to do it alone, the war would break out in an instant, and he was not sure that he could protect the flying thief.

Previously, the people in this group of taverns did not allow him to take Chang Lin away. Now that the dragon scales have appeared, how can he let him go as he wishes?

Chang Lin had already noticed that when the dragon scales fell on Yang Hong's hand, the atmosphere that had already calmed became tense and solemn again. The greed and heat in the eyes of the warriors led by Zhou Qing almost turned into a flood and drowned the dragon scales.

I laughed in my heart, but I still had to be patient and handle this guy who was about to lose his mind carefully.

"Young Master, this dragon scale was stolen by the little one from the room of a man named Xing Zhuo in Jiuyuan Gate. Xiao Su suspects that Xing Zhuo may also have a map of where the dragon lays eggs in Yunwu Mountain. Otherwise, how could there be this dragon scale?

Of course, this is just a villain's guess. If you believe it or not, you will decide whether you believe it or not."

As soon as this said, countless breathing sounds came from the small wine shop.

If you speak vernacularly, this statement is just an ulterior motive, and even makes people suspect that he deliberately framed the guy named Xing Zhuo.

However, holding the dragon scales in his hand and making everyone present recognize it as a real guy, his words are quite credible.

At this time, no one would underestimate Chang Lin's words. He could not say that he trusted 100% of his trust. He would eventually verify them.

It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist, and to use it on Chang Lin in an appropriate way.
Chapter completed!