As Han Qianqian stood up, hand over forehead Zhong Beihai hand over forehead, through the gap in his hand to see this scene, suddenly the heart is like being fed shit by the senior brother and nephew, depressed, disgusted to the extreme.
You guys pretend that I don't care, don't fucking take me into the water, huh?
With a slight movement, Zhong Beihai directly borrowed the form of a few disciples and hid at the end.
Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes, acting as if everything had nothing to do with Laozi and that Laozi was sleeping.
Chen Shimin wanted to respond as a matter of course, but as soon as he saw that it was Han Qianqian who stood up, his words were stuck directly in his throat, and his arrogant eyes did not dare to look at Han Qianqian in any way.
After all, the lesson he had been taught by Han Qianqian was still fresh in his mind, not to mention the fact that he knew Han Qianqian's identity, so he naturally did not dare to make a fuss.
However, the white-bearded old Taoist did not know that most of the trouble Chen Shimin had caused outside was settled by Zhong Beihai, and the white-bearded old Taoist, the master, had no idea what was going on inside.
When he saw that Chen Shimin had lost his nerve, the white-bearded old Taoist gave him a displeased glare.
When Chen Shimin saw this, he thought to himself that he had the backing of his master, even if the other party was Han Qianqian, so what? The moment he heard Han Qianqian, his uncle Zhong Beihai pissed himself, that was because he was incapable and timid.
But now it was different, he had not only his senior uncle, but also his senior uncle, and even more so his own master, the entire elite of Tiangui Palace was all here.
Thinking of this, Chen Shimin lifted his head and met Han Qianqian's icy stare with direct disdain in return.
Old Daoist Bai Hu nodded, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Only such a person was a disciple of his Tiangui Palace.
At this moment, the white-bearded old dao laughed gently and spoke out, "Since you are an elephant, why would you think like an ant? Shimin, my master has taught you many times that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility should be, not to bully others with power, do you know that you are wrong?"
Although they were words of education for Chen Shimin, anyone could hear how high they were holding their position, and at the same time there was a deep sense of dark sarcasm towards Han Qianqian and the others.
"Yes, Master is right, how would an elephant be able to see eye to eye with an ant, if that were the case, then I, too, would not be that so-called impulsive and good, impetuous and impatient chief of young people that you speak of." After glancing triumphantly at Han Qianqian, Chen Shimin sat down with a buttock after he said in an eerie manner.
"The poor thing is those who follow him, they always have to pay for his impetuousness, although this is what every young chief must go through, but taking their own lives to pay for him, that is too much of a loss."
At these words, the few brothers of the division next to Chen Shimin burst into laughter.
"Shameless!" Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng gritted his teeth in anger, but almost in an instant, the hand on his shoulder suddenly disappeared, and when he raised his eyes again, a boom had come from the group of Tian Gui Palace's camp, which was a few metres away.
"Bang!"
A loud boom sounded from one of the walls of the tavern, after which the entire wall defence Buddha could not help but tremble slightly.
And at this moment, Chen Shimin, with a smile still on his face, but his body was already almost half set in the wall ......
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're doing.
With a boom, only then did the crowd see clearly what had happened!
And only then did Chen Shimin see clearly that the one who was holding his neck with one hand at that moment was actually him!
Han Qianqian!
The wall, which was close to thirty centimetres thick, had been crushed by his body, and I am afraid that he did not need any words to describe the impact he had received.
His eyes began to reveal panic and fear, and he tried to struggle to get up, but found that not only was he embedded inside the wall, but his body had almost broken countless bones, and he simply did not listen to his own commands.
At this moment, Han Qianqian frowned slightly and said softly but, "Elephant?"
It was just a short word, a question, but to Chen Shimin, it was simply an endless mockery.
Zhong Beihai heard the sound and opened half of his eyes to look over, without looking, he hurriedly closed his eyes again to play dead and pretend to sleep.
If Han Qianqian's speed and his ability to make a huge hole in an extremely thick wall with just one hand stuck around Chen Shimin's neck was considered a great skill.
If Han Qianqian's speed and the fact that he was able to make a huge hole in an extremely thick wall by simply jamming his hand around Chen Shimin's neck was considered a great skill, then the fact that the wall was dented by 20 centimetres and still made the wall only retreat outwards without forming a hole was a great skill.
To be able to hit a man against a wall at such an almost imperceptible speed and still cause enough damage to the wall without damaging the wall as a whole can only mean that the man's control of power has clearly reached the pinnacle.
As Zhong Beihai played dead, the rest of the Tiangui Palace were no better, staring at each other with their jaws agape, clearly confused as to how so much had happened in an instant.
How could the people have been taken away right under their noses ......
The old daoist with white beard saw this scene and immediately felt disgraceful, angrily shouted: "Young kid, I have given you enough opportunities, but you dare to hurt my disciple, really wanton, today, I want you to taste the dust of the old man."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the white bearded old dao moved his body, followed by a fling of the dust, the seemingly half-soft dust was as strong as a lance in an instant.
Han Qianqian dodged sideways, and the whisk suddenly passed through his waist.
There was a thud.
After a muffled sound, the whisk pierced through the wall and made a huge hole in it.
"This old man is so strong." Knife Twelve was closer and watched more lightly, at this point he could not help but say to Mo Yang in a shocked voice.
Mo Yang did not say anything, but just stared at Han Qianqian nervously, his heart was also vaguely a bit worried for him, it was obvious that even Mo Yang understood that this old man with a white beard was by no means a good type, but a real top expert.
Even Mo Yang could see it, how could Han Qianqian not?
How could a soft duster be so powerful if it was not an expert?
At once, Han Qianqian's brow furrowed and he let go of Chen Shimin, then stood up and stood slowly, facing the white-bearded old daoist directly.
The two masters were facing each other and the air pressure around them moved slightly as a result.
At this moment, Han Qianqian suddenly smiled faintly, "Do you think that I have given you less chance again?"
As soon as the words fell, the jade sword fiercely appeared in Han Qianqian's hand, while the Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel also arrived quietly ......