Chapter 157
The old Chen Family’s house was obviously forcibly occupied by this Barutu and taken as his own.
Now that the victim came to the door, Barutu actually put on a posture of bitter hatred, standing aggressively at the gate of the mansion, raised his finger to Chen Xinglie’s nose, and cursed that Chen Xinglie was a stray. Dog, it's crazy to the extreme.
Chen Xinglie has ever suffered such humiliation in this Martial Dao world?
If I were to be a more impulsive commoner, I was afraid that I could no longer suppress the monstrous anger in my heart, so I roared and rushed to fight Barutu desperately.
Chen Xinglie is different. He has no expression on his face and no mood swings in his eyes.
Usually speaking, it is only when you can't fight.
Chen Xinglie doesn't like yelling loudly. He is better at being a quiet and handsome man. He is also very leisurely when hacking people.
"Hang it up."
Chen Xinglie only said three words, his tone was indifferent and light, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
The few people who can follow Chen Xinglie's side are already scared and hairy.
In Clear Sky City, the past is like a wave, shocking everyone's mind.
Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojiejie directly rolled up their sleeves and rushed over.
Qin Wannian and Duan Wuhuan have profound strength. They are far superior to the heroes and heroes in the Martial Dao Cultivation Base. In a flash, Qin Wannian and Duan Wuhuan have come to Barutu. , Grabbing Barutu's shoulder, dragged it to the gate of the mansion.
crash-bang!
Duan Wuhuan pulled a rope, tied Barutu’s feet, dumped it on the door frame, and was next to and shoulder to shoulder with the lady Nan who had been hoisted a long time ago. With shoulders, legs next to legs, I made a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate.
"Stealer!"
Baru Tu fiercely stared at Qin Wannian, angrily roared: "You steerer, dare to do something to me, it's just eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gallbladder. I tell you, the Dakun Dynasty is not the Dakun Dynasty in the west. It is not the turn of this world to hid the sky with one hand like you, the eunuchs!"
Qin Wannian shook his head, bent over, leaned over Barutu’s ear, and quietly said, "Master minibus, you have misunderstood this manager. This world can hid the sky with one hand, great. The character is not the director, but someone else. As for the director, at best, it is just the minion in the hands of the great character."
A trace of panic flashed in Barutu’s eyes, and he asked. "Could it be that this matter today meant what the Queen Mother meant?"
Qin Wannian shook his head.
Barutu asked again: "Is it Your Majesty?"
Qin Wannian still shook his head.
Barutu said: "Could it be painted mountain sect Supreme Elder Shang Qingkong?"
Qin Wannian sighed: "Master Ba, the great character you provoked, Compared to the Queen Mother, Your Majesty, and Shang Qingkong, they must be terrifying much more."
"Who is it!" Barutu's mind trembled.
"Guess." Qin Wannian sneered.
Barutu is at a loss. I really can't figure it out. In this great dynasty, how could someone be terrifying more than the three combined.
pa pa pa ……
There was a sound nearby.
Barutu hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Chen Xinglie holding a wooden stick in his hand. He walked slowly over, and while walking, he gently clapped his palm with the stick.
Boom!
Chen Xinglie waved his hand as a stick and broke Barutu's leg.
"Ah..."
Barutu screamed in pain, and his voice spread all over Fenghua Street.
In terms of temperament, this Barutu is far inferior to his wife, Mrs. Nan. When Mrs. Nan was whipped, she was very hardened and refused to make the slightest noise, but Barutu looked like a gong and drum, which sounded as soon as it struck.
Chen Xinglie asked: "Does it hurt?"
Without waiting for Barutu's answer, Chen Xinglie hit him with a stick again, breaking Barutu's other leg.
Ah...
There was another scream like killing a pig in Fenghua Street.
Chen Xinglie listened attentively to the screams, quite leisurely, until Barutu stopped hissing, then he raised the stick-patted Barutu’s face, and said kindly: "The Ba family is Official Aristocratic Family, the scholarly family, how can you curse indiscriminately and make your mouth dirty? How can you reverse black and white, without making sense at all?"
Barutu grinned with speechless pain.
"Ah..."
Chen Xinglie sighed softly, and said, "The reputation of the Ba family is corrupted by people like you. Rather than let If you live in the world and continue to corrupt the reputation of the Ba family, it is better to let this seat interrupt your hands and feet and make you inconvenient to move, so that you will not run out to shame the Ba family again. This is also considered as a good deed. You say, OK? Good?"
"No! Not good!" Barutu was terrified and finally understood that the great character Qin Wannian said before was probably this Chen Xinglie.
Chen Xinglie raised the stick and said comforted: "Be good, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all."
Barutu struggled desperately.
"Stop!"
In Fenghua Street, there was a loud shout, and the sound was roaring like thunder.
Chen Xinglie turned a deaf ear.
peng peng!
Two sticks fell, Barutu’s arms were broken.
Chen Xinglie lowered the blood-filled stick, looked up leisurely, and looked in the direction where the sound had just come from.
An old man in his seventies, sitting in a simple and old ox cart, with a majesty and majesty on his body, but there are no servants around him, only one dressed in coarse cloth A brawny man in a robe, leading a cow in front.
The person who shouted "Stop" earlier is this old man.
The old man in the car lifted the curtain, eyes cold and severe, staring at Chen Xinglie.
Chen Xinglie smiled and said: "What was the old man yelling just now? That voice is too small to hear clearly, can I say a few more words?"
The old man Leng Ran There is a saying: "In the capital, at the feet of the emperor, you dare to commit crimes in the street, you are so bold! I ask you, is your name Chen Xinglie, are you a descendant of the Crown Prince Tai Fu and Chen Dacheng? "
Chen Xinglie smiled nodded, the blood on the stick in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, ticking.
Qin Wannian secretly used the sound transmission secret technique, saying that the old man in the car, named Gongsun Xuanji, is the current Crown Prince Taifu...
"Let me ask you. "
Gongsun Xuanji pointed to the two people hanging from the door, and said, "Barutu is also the Imperial Court commander anyway, why did you hang him and his wife upside down at the door? You still have a king in your eyes. Is there any law?"
"No." Chen Xinglie said bluntly.
Gongsun Xuanji was so angry that he patted his thigh fiercely, and sighed: "I think of what Chen's demeanor was in those days. He is proud and elegant. He is known as a generation of literary sect, and his name lasts forever. But you , You are so cruel and violent, there is no benevolence, righteousness and morality, not at all like an upright gentleman!"
Chen Xinglie smiled and said: "Many thanks, Mrs. Fu praises, I will continue to work hard. However. Since Taifu Gongsun is full of benevolence and morality, he is mostly an upright gentleman. Why has he turned a blind eye to the occupation of the Chen Mansion for so many years, but instead jumped out to do justice when the suffering master came to the door. Taifu Gongsun didn’t feel disgusting. Right?"