With Wu Dongao's sonorous voice, the surrounding is quiet.

However, to everyone's surprise, Duan Feng is still sitting on his own table, eating barbecue carelessly, completely unmoved.

"Well?"

Wu Dongao raised his eyebrows and then showed a cruel smile.

Now, even a teenager dare to challenge his authority like this?

However, Wu Dongao has not yet broken out, and the Yellow haired youth behind him jumped out with great insight.

"Stinky boy, my boss told you to get out if you don't want to die!"

However.

Duanfeng is still unmoved.

Such a scene, however, scared the owner of the stall and other customers.

If it goes on like this, people will die.

After all, it's Wu Dong, the bully of Chuzhou.

"Well, you don't want to face, right? OK, wait. You can wait for me."

Say, that yellow hair youth did not know where to draw out a stick, facing duanfeng is to walk step by step.

"Proud Ao ye, this It's going to kill people. "

The stall owner saw that the Yellow haired youth had approached duanfeng, and then fell on Wu Dongao's body and hurriedly said.

"Oh, life? What's a human life worth? The wound on Laozi can be made up by a small one? "

Wu Dongao still did not speak, next to a 30-40-year-old man jumped out, sneering.

And this man, it was the man who had been the body of Duan feng'an.

"Put on a show and get out of here!"

At this time, Huang Mao youth has come to Duan Feng's, he yelled, raised the stick in his hand, and without hesitation, he smashed it.

Many of the customers at the stalls did not dare to look at them.

"Dong!"

A moment later, a deep voice sounded.

Then came a series of howls.

"Eh?"

Hearing the howling sound is not like that young people issued, many people have a trace of doubt.

Then they looked over and saw that the boy sitting on the seat did not move.

As for the Yellow haired youth, he has been rolling on the ground.

And it was from him that the cry and howl came out.

"What?"

"Why What's going on? "

The stall owner and the customers were shocked.

As for Wu Dongao and others, the smile on their faces also disappeared instantly.

"Hadron, this guy is what you call super power?"

Wu Dongao turns his head and looks at the man whose body has been nunnery and asks.

"Yes, Aoye, that's the boy. At the beginning, the boy blew such a big stone to pieces with one blow."

Wang Qiang nodded heavily, and the size of the stone was also compared in his hands.

"I see."

Wu Dongao nodded and then walked step by step.

"Ao ye, you You must avenge me. "

Yellow hair youth sees this, on the face big joy, hastily opens a way.

"Step back!"

Wu Dongao glanced at the Yellow haired youth and cheered.

Although the latter do not understand and understand, but still bear the pain, back to the crowd behind.

"Little brother, my name is Wu Dongao. Can I ask your name?"

Wu Dongao slightly bent down and asked politely.

This behavior made all the people around him confused.

However, they are also sensible not to talk, for fear of offending Ao Ye.

"You don't deserve to know my name, take your people, go away!"

Duan Fengtou does not return, will eat the last piece of barbecue, light mouth way.

"This..."

The stall owner and the customers around him were all dumbfounded.

They thought there was something wrong with their ears.

You know, this strong man who asks politely in person is Wu Dongao, the bully of Chuzhou.

"Stinky boy, please correct the attitude of talking with AO Ye!"

How can Huang Mao's youth resist Duan Feng's arrogance? When even the cold drinks out loud.

"Shut up!"

However, before Duan Feng opened his mouth, Wu Dongao turned his head and took a cold look at the Yellow haired youth and cried angrily.

"Ao ye I... "

Huang Mao youth's heart is extremely aggrieved, however, he finally put up with the discomfort in his heart.

Others were also stunned.

It's a little different from what they expected.

"Little brother, are you a monk?"Wu Dongao then asked.

He thinks that Duan Feng has this super ability, so he must be a man of cultivation.

Only when a man of practice is in such a situation can he be calm and proud.

If it had been for ordinary people, I'm afraid they would have been so scared.

And in front of the youth, also does not seem to be pretending.

"A man of cultivation? What is that

From Wu Dongao's mouth burst out a word that he didn't hear. Duan Feng's face was slightly moved and then asked.

"It is said that people who practice Taoism can turn their hands into clouds and cover them with rain; they can take things from the sky and kill enemies from thousands of miles away."

Wu explained.

"Oh? Is there such a man on earth? "

Although these magical abilities for Duan Feng, not into the eye of the law.

But when he heard that the earth had such existence, he was still a little surprised.

"You don't belong to this group, little brother?"

At this time, Wu Dongao was surprised.

Just now he clearly saw that he didn't make a move at all. The Yellow haired youth was shot and flew away.

But also heavily fell on the ground, causing a lot of damage.

"Of course I am not, are you?"

Duanfeng shook his head, then turned around and asked in the face of Wu Dongao.

"I've just tasted a little bit of cultivation. I'm not a monk at all."

Wu Dongao smiles bitterly.

Why didn't he want to be a man of practice?

Up to now, he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and wanted to be worshipped by a master, but he was rejected because of his general foundation.

Even with their own efforts, but for more than ten years, they are only better than ordinary people.

But even so, it also brought great influence to him.

"Try to attack me with all your might."

Duan Feng has some interest, casual opening way.

"Good!"

Wu Dongao nodded and simply agreed.

If the young man in front of him is really a genius of cultivating Taoism, he can take the opportunity to get closer and worship under his door.

If he is not a monk, but an ordinary person, he may take revenge for his two subordinates.

"Pay attention, little brother."

With that, Wu Dongao shows the eight trigrams posture of a man who practices Taoism.

At first, he danced himself, and the dance was full of vitality.

And his group of people cheered with interest.

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