Zhao Wugui used to like to suppress others with power and pressed them upright, but now it is different.

Now he can't suppress it, so he can only use a more roundabout way of convincing people with reason.

If you believe my fallacies, we are friends. If you don’t believe it, you can only use physics to convince people.

Zhao Wugui always felt that it was wrong to use physics to convince people, but someone wanted to force him to use physics to convince people.

"Look, this is nothing, I'll leave first. There is still a white-headed tiger in my house waiting for me to feed it." Zhao Wugui looked at the group of people calmly.

Everyone couldn't help but shrugging their throats. Although the poor scholar in front of him had a calm face, it turned out to be a cruel man. He also raised a white-headed tiger at home. I'm afraid he would find an excuse to catch someone and feed the tiger later.

Although there are many people, they are actually not sure. The middle-aged man who was in charge just now was the owner of Biyun Pavilion. He had an invincible hand in the Hanyue Palm among the people, but the owner was slapped to death by the poor scholar and had no time to say his last words.

But just letting the Fuhujun go, everyone's faces were dull.

What is the reason for being in this world? It’s nothing more than fame and fortune. Now the owner of the Biyun Pavilion who invited them to help the boxing is dead and his money is gone, so it’s easy to say.

But if you dare not say a word and let Fuhujun leave, your reputation will be bad.

Fame is so bad that everything is over.

"Please stay, Yao Feng, Qingliu Jian, you have to wait for an explanation for this matter, Fuhujun." A young man weighed the pros and cons and spoke resolutely.

With someone taking the lead, everyone responded.

"Explanation? What explanation is required? You are going to kill her? What explanation is required to ask me for? I didn't stop you." Zhao Wugui asked in confusion.

That's right, but that was just now when the owner of Biyun Pavilion was alive, it's different now, and it's important to keep his reputation now.

"You killed the owner of Biyun Pavilion in front of many of us heroes and heroes in front of this Biyun Pavilion. We must not give us an explanation for this." Yao Feng said gritting his teeth.

"Your words are unfair. Just now, so many people watched it. It was the owner who wanted to kill me first. I was just defending myself. But he was too weak and could not bear it."

"This..." Yao Feng was also stunned.

"It must be that you, a poor scholar, did something that is not tolerated by nature, otherwise..." A voice in the crowd shouted loudly, subconsciously trying to turn black and white, but before he could shout halfway, he found that everyone was automatically away from him, and exposed him as a figure. He only shouted the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence became smaller and smaller, and in the end he was just squirming his mouth, and there was no sound at all.

The man was stunned. This is wrong. Why did he expose me? You should have used my words to attack directly, why are you so scared?

This ruins people's reputation but destroys people's future. Everyone is just looking for face, and it's not really going to have a conflict. You want to use people to bring us more people to offend someone who can kill the owner of Biyun Hall with one palm. Such a person can be provoked by us.

Even the Qingliu Jian Yao Feng looked at the man who intended to cause trouble with a fool.

"My house hasn't been fed today. This hero is going to go with me." Zhao Wugui's face suddenly became cold.

"This, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding just now." The man was confused. Everyone was wondering if the Fuhujun was looking for an excuse to catch someone and feed the tiger later. Unexpectedly, someone came to the door directly.

"Misunderstanding, I don't think it's like it. You never think that the owner of Biyun Pavilion will die at my hands. Could it be that hero who was sowed by that hero? After all, before that, I and the owner of Biyun Pavilion were not acquainted with each other." Zhao Wugui said in a playful tone.

"You are slandering, I have never known you, how could you provoke..."

"Hey, you see, it's a coincidence. I have never met the owner of the museum, but once the owner dies and I'm fine, you can't help but jump out of the way to inspire all the heroes and heroes to cause trouble for me." Zhao Wugui slapped his head and then continued to speak.

"All heroes, is there such a possibility? Some villains among you who deliberately deceive you and me to make a death vengeance with me, the poor scholar." Zhao Wugui looked at the person who jumped out of the name and said maliciously.

"It is more likely to cause bloody storms in the world, and he may be able to achieve his ulterior motive." Zhao Wugui continued to add fuel to the fire.

"You, you..." The man looked at the long sword piercing from his back with disbelief, and blood flowed back from his throat. He turned to see Yao Feng with a warm face and pulled the long sword back.

"It's worthy of being Fuhujun, I really know people with a wise eye." Yao Feng said, wiping the blood of the long sword in his hand.

"I dare not, I dare not, I still have to rely on all the heroes." Everyone carried the Huahua sedan chair, and Zhao Wugui also said modestly.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Everyone was also smiling.

"Then, all the heroes, let's leave now. Don't get up and follow me." Zhao Wugui patted the head of the black-faced "boy" and signaled to follow, then turned around and left.

The crowd also ignored Zhao Wugui and took the black-faced "boy" away. After all, the incident finally subsided. If the incident happened again, no other fool would have jumped out and suffered for them.

As for the dead fool?

Just roll a mat and throw it to the mass grave. Whoever still remembers who he is?

With a step forward, you have retained your reputation and may even go to a higher level, and you have also reached a little friendship with a master, and everyone has made a lot of money.

It was a loss to that fool and the owner of Biyun Pavilion.

What does the black-faced "teenagers" taken away have to do with them? They didn't destroy the entire Xuanyue Village family. They said they were here to help the boxing, but in fact they were here to earn fame and money.

Now that the reputation has been earned, it’s money. The owner of the Biyun Pavilion in front of me is not dead, and the Dinghai Shen Needle is gone. Isn’t this just a piece of fat meat?

Just take a bite and it will be full of oil, which is more than a stack of travel expenses and wine sponsored by the owner of Biyun Pavilion when he invited them to come.

Of course, this matter should be low-key.

However, Zhao Wugui was thinking in his heart: "I want to go there so hard, it's so boring to brag with this group of mobs."

"Be calm, now I can't be reckless, I will be made into bubbles and hang up. Be calm."

"As a matter of course, I'm still not suitable for these twists and turns. If I hadn't held it back just now, I would have taken out the Yin-Yang Liangyi Cannon and killed them with one shot."

"It's not easy to pretend to be stupid."
Chapter completed!