"Oh? "You won't hand it over?"

Hearing Wang Xiaoyu's words, the old man's eyelids unconsciously lifted up towards him, and he exclaimed: "Wang Xiaoyu, are you sure that you have the status of a working-class cultivator with your parents? Oh, what's the name of that word?"

"Right, Diaoyu, how dare you fight against us?"

After the old man finished speaking, he unwillingly raised his lowered eyes and glared at Wang Xiaoyu, his voice low and heavy. The moment they found out that the box containing the thousand year Deep Sea Fish liver oil was in Wang Xiaoyu's hands, they immediately investigated his background.

It was only then that the investigation revealed that he was merely a descendant of the working class, and that he himself was a loser.

They really couldn't understand what kind of power Wang Xiaoyu, who was at this level, had to contend against them.

"Heh, who the hell are you people to actually investigate my background?!"

Wang Xiaoyu was furious when he heard it, he did not expect the other party to not only know his address but also investigate his family background thoroughly.

The old man pursed his lips, bowed his head half towards A Biao and the white-gowned man, and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, saying coldly while walking: "Like I said, you do not need to know who we are, you only need to hand over the box!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The latter still had his hands in his pockets, looking extremely calm. However, after hearing the old man say that he was rude to him, his expression immediately became angry, "God damn, who do you think you are, f * ck, you are f * cking rude to me, what happened to my worker's family? [So what if I'm a loser? "Come on, if I don't give you the boxes today, what can you do?!"

The old man clearly had not expected Wang Xiaoyu to suddenly become so angry, and looking at him, he did not hold back at all, his head lowered, and quickly blinked his eyes, and looked at the two people behind him, and heard A Biao taking the lead to say: "Boss, let me tear him up!"

The old man raised his head to look at A Biao, and shook his head. His many years of experience had told him that Wang Xiaoyu was not as simple as it seemed from the information he had gathered, if he recklessly attacked, he might get an unexpected result, and that the reason he came was mainly for the box.

If he suddenly took action and accidentally killed Wang Xiaoyu, wouldn't the matter with this box be blown away?

As he thought of this, the old man suddenly raised his head and laughed. He said to Wang Xiaoyu, "Kid, you have guts. "However …"

"Let me tell you the truth, the two people behind me are far from something that the bunch of insignificant Black Blade Sect can compare to."

"Therefore, I will give you one minute to think about it. I hope that you are a smart person and know how to choose!"

After the old man finished speaking, he did not care about Wang Xiaoyu and the two people behind him, he started to walk towards Wang Xiaoyu's rented house, and sat down to brew the tea.

"F * ck, this person is really shameless. He actually ran into my room to make tea without my permission."

Wang Xiaoyu muttered in his heart, he could not help but look at the two people in front of him. Amongst the two, A Biao was still staring at him like a big bear, while the other white coat was holding onto his pocket watch, his eyes closed, thinking about something.

"Hey, old man inside, do I agree with your room making tea?"

Seeing the old man lifting up a cup of tea and sipping it, the flames in Wang Xiaoyu's heart could not help but burn, thinking: What the hell is going on, everyone thinks that he is easy to bully.

Just as the old man was about to close his eyes and take a sip of tea, he heard Wang Xiaoyu's question. He was shocked to the point that he spit out the tea, unable to hold back the fire in his heart, thinking that it was best to cripple him first and teach him a lesson.

Therefore, the old man placed the tea cup down heavily, and said coldly: "A Biao, teach him a lesson!"

"Oh, by the way, be careful not to get killed!"

The tall and sturdy A Biao had long been unable to endure the thirst, upon hearing the owner say that, he immediately shouted out, "Kid who doesn't know his place, hand your life over!"

"Duang!"

A Biao took a step forward, causing the ground to shake twice. He stabilized his mind, and stared fixedly at the rushing A Biao.

"Ha, go to hell!"

A Biao took a step forward, and his body fiercely pressed down towards Wang Xiaoyu. Immediately, Wang Xiaoyu felt the surrounding air being squeezed by A Biao's huge body, and even breathing became difficult.

"F * ck!"

Wang Xiaoyu cursed, and then he retreated to A Biao's side, immediately increasing the distance between the two by two meters.

Once he left the shroud of A Biao's huge body, Wang Xiaoyu suddenly felt the air rushing over, and his breathing became much smoother.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyu was actually able to avoid his first strike, A Biao was slightly surprised, but after a moment of surprise, he started to rage, he roared once again, turned, and threw a big fist wrapped in gale towards Wang Xiaoyu.

"Come at me!"

Outside of two meters, Wang Xiaoyu could already feel the wild wind churning around A Biao's fist. It was an effect that could only be produced by using an extremely powerful force to break the air, so Wang Xiaoyu had no doubts that an ordinary person would still be able to survive A Biao's punch.

However, this kind of fist, made Wang Xiaoyu extremely happy. Coincidentally, he had just reached Foundation Establishment, so he didn't know where to release the wild demonic energy in his body.

Therefore, when facing A Biao's big punch, Wang Xiaoyu immediately activated the demonic power within his internal organs, as well as his eight extraordinary meridians.

Once the demonic energy was activated, it was as if the water was attracted by a suction force and surged toward his right hand. In the blink of an eye, his right arm was covered in a layer of faintly discernable red demonic energy.

This layer of demonic spiritual energy was even more powerful than the one that Fat Cat Demon Sovereign borrowed from him during the battle.

"Good fellow, come on, let me test the strength of your Building Foundation Period!"

A Biao's fist was extremely fast, and in a few breaths' time, it was less than half a meter away from Wang Xiaoyu.

Facing the big fist, Wang Xiaoyu did not retreat nor dodge, he slowly raised his right hand into a fist and welcomed the big fist.

"Hmph, you're courting death!"

Even the old man in the rented room had his eyes narrowed when he saw this, and shouted at Wang Xiaoyu: "Kid, A Biao is ranked third in the Mountain City's Underground Black Fist Art, his strength is great, his punch can tear apart tigers, and even knock down a wall with his bare hands, I think it would be better if you knew how to hand over the chest, maybe I can make A Biao stop, and your hand too …"

"Hmm? "What are you doing?"

The old man had not finished speaking, but he was surprised to see Wang Xiaoyu holding her small and exquisite fist, quickly rushing towards A Biao's big fist.

"Hey, A Biao, hold on, don't kill me with one punch!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyu and A Biao's fists were about to collide, the old man suddenly thought that Wang Xiaoyu could not die, and quickly warned him.

"Boom!"