Chapter 211

Fengyu City, restaurant

"What did you do to him? Speak quickly, or I'll kill you!"

The sound of his head knocking on the floor made the leading big man angry. He roared at Chen Xiaoming. At the same time, he grabbed the wooden stool on one side, broke it into a long stick, and came over to Chen Xiaoming.

"Yo, kill me?"

Chen Xiaoming smiled gently and expressed his admiration for the big man's behavior of giving his head.

"There are too many people who want to kill me. You may have to line up first."

To tell the truth, Chen Xiaoming shook his head and didn't look at the big man at all.

"Die."

The words fell, and the big man was stunned when he heard the words. The next second, he was angry. He danced with a long stick in his hand and smashed it at Chen Xiaoming.

Those who can come out and mix are also a little guys in the hands of big men. Just now their companions fell down inexplicably. There is nothing else except a contact with Chen Xiaoming.

Therefore, big men dare not be careless and attack directly with long sticks.

"Alas, they say you have to wait in line. Do you have to be so anxious?"

With a sigh, Chen Xiaoming still sat still and let the long stick come to his forehead.

"Forget it, jumping in line is bad behavior. You'd better stay aside."

The words fell, and the long stick that had fallen stopped an inch above Chen Xiaoming's head, while the big man's body was fixed in place and motionless.

The crowd could not help exclaiming. When they looked at the big man, they saw that there was also a strong color of fear in his eyes, but other parts could not move except his eyes.

"You, who are you? No... don't come!"

Two companions in a row became like this. The last one left kept retreating. When he looked at Chen Xiaoming again, he seemed to be looking at a monster.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Glancing at each other, Chen Xiaoming is not a peerless beauty. Chen Xiaoming is not interested in each other. The two people teach Chen Xiaoming a lesson because they shot at themselves.

As for whether they can live or not, it's none of Chen Xiaoming's business.

When he became a mortal, he could be bullied without cultivation.

Think too much. He called Chen Xiaoming's hanging force in vain?

With the rich experience of his imperial alchemist, it's not easy to refine some poison.

"What a disappointment."

He shook his head. He wanted to have a pleasant day. As a result, Yaxing was destroyed at the beginning. Chen Xiaoming cleaned up and went out directly with his luggage on his back.

As for the big men, whether they live or die depends on their luck.

After the medicine is finished, if they are lucky enough not to die, they should not die.

As for how long the medicine lasts, Chen Xiaoming seems to vaguely remember whether it is two days or three days.

One step out, everyone in the restaurant suddenly retreated, as if they were avoiding the plague, for fear that they would be like big men.

If he didn't care, Chen Xiaoming would have attracted the attention of the world if he went his own way. This is just the beginning.

Stepping out of the restaurant, Chen Xiaoming wandered on the streets of Fengyu city. After seeing the security of the capital, Chen Xiaoming really felt the gap in the security of Fengyu city.

However, beyond the gap, this Fengyu city has given birth to many places of singing and dancing. Many people are very happy day and night.

I don't know how long I wandered in the street. Chen Xiaoming's pace couldn't help stopping.

Not far away, a line of men in Yamen service clothes came over, led by Constable Li who had passed outside the restaurant before, and beside him was the big man who had been released before.

At the moment, the other party whispered in Constable Li's ear, and his eyes frequently showed to Chen Xiaoming.

"Oh, it's boring. Why are you here again?"

Chen Xiaoming said that he really didn't want these people who took the initiative to come to the door. He was a great imperial alchemist, refining poison and harming ordinary people. Such behavior is humiliating. Isn't he ashamed of Chen Xiaoming?

Eh, I seem to be a tree. I have no face!

In response, Chen Xiaoming showed his signature cheap smile for a moment, took out a pill and held it in his hand with his right hand in the burden behind him.

"Is he the one who killed Zhang San?"

The big man followed Constable Li and others, pointed to Chen Xiaoming with his right hand, and said with righteous words.

Chen Xiaoming is slightly stunned. Who is Zhang San? Killed this man yourself?

Slander, naked slander, there is no weak person who can die in his hands.

In a word, his men don't kill nobody. He didn't kill these three names as soon as he heard them.

"Come on, catch it."

Constable Li raised his eyebrows and waved his hand. Several men dressed in Yamen service clothes immediately surrounded Chen Xiaoming.

When the long knife was pulled out, the light of the knife was cold and flickering brightly.

"Hey, don't you even listen to my excuse?"

He did it without saying a word. Is it because he hasn't experienced the mortal world for too long, or is it just like this mortal on the reverse side of the immortal?

"No!"

Coldly, Constable Li didn't give Chen Xiaoming a chance to speak. He moved and rushed up with the several yamen servants.

"Alas, what's the matter? How can I always meet these people on my way to change the world?"

With a slight sigh, he pinched his right hand on the purple poison pill, and a wisp of purple poison gas diffused out and spread around Chen Xiaoming.

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With the sound of the long knife landing, Constable Li and others all looked very ugly. A wisp of purple gas spread on their faces and kept going towards their head and heart.

"What did you do to us?"

Weak limbs, but also the invasion of poison gas. At the moment, Constable Li has long lost his previous hegemony and arrogance. He asked Chen Xiaoming eagerly.

"Nothing. I don't want to waste time, so I'll give you something."

He took the road of transforming the world. He either went west without anyone, or met a group of people to send heads. He came to understand the Tao, not to pretend to be forced.

"Stay where you are. After three hours, the toxicity will be relieved naturally."

Having no time to waste time with this group of people, Chen Xiaoming whispered for a while, then turned around and went towards the city gate.

Recalling everything he has experienced in his mind, Chen Xiaoming feels as if he is getting farther and farther away from understanding the origin of cause and effect.

After thinking about the old man's game red dust, for a time, Chen Xiaoming looked down on the origin of cause and effect.

Deliberately forced, but the more unavailable.

"No matter what, it takes time to accumulate experience anyway. Just be a mortal medical saint!"