"Yes, yes. How could brother Liang be wrong?"

Hearing the young man's words, a group of middle-aged people around were flattering.

If this young man is an ordinary man, he should be the one who works overtime now.

But this young man is a cultivator!

No way, according to the trend of the earth, maybe the earth has the final say of the practitioners. Besides, the Chinese government has now set up relevant departments to manage these idle practitioners.

The young man was smoking happily, and happily took out a pair of three. Then he said calmly:

"Wang CHAN!"

Looking at the young man telling a lie with his eyes open, everyone around him was dumbfounded.

"Brother Liang, you two three, how did Wang blow up?"

Is it easy for them to earn some hard-earned money? Don't you think you can blow up two or three kings? Isn't this a test of the masses' eyesight?

"What's the matter? I say it's Wang Chan. It's Wang Chan. Do you have any opinions or what? "

Listening to the young man's words, everyone around him shook his head awkwardly, and no one dared to say no. After all, they saw what happened to Xia before. He scolded the young man, but he was beaten by the young man and covered with blood

It was also when the young man was piling more and more banknotes in front of him. Suddenly, there was a wind blowing in the construction site.

"Brother Liang, it seems to rain?"

A group of workers were wondering what reason they should find to end this unfair fight against landlords. They were happy when they saw that the sky was not beautiful.

"Is it raining?"

The young man obviously didn't enjoy himself. This kind of two or three can be used as the fighting landlord that Wang blows up. He is willing to fight all night!

"It's raining. Let's go back to the dormitory and fight."

A group of workers

Are you sure you still have this kind of operation?

With some helplessness, a group of workers got up, just ready to go back to the dormitory, they saw a thin figure coming towards them.

The figure was a young man, just like a high school student.

But at the moment——

There was a haze on the young man's face. I still have a steel pipe in my hand.

With his walking, the steel pipe pulled out a "Yiyi" sound on the ground, which was very uncomfortable to hear.

"Hey, put the pipe back! This is our property on the construction site! "

A worker wearing a safety helmet saw the young man and thought that the goods were from the construction site to steal scrap iron. He yelled at the young man angrily.

In his opinion, they can't stir up brother Liang. Now they can't stir up a high school student?

What he didn't expect was that the high school student just glanced at him indifferently and walked towards brother Liang without saying a word.

The cold in his eyes made him take a deep breath.

Oh, my God! What kind of look is this! It was just this look that almost scared him to pee his pants!

It's also at this time that the workers on brother Liang's side also found the high school student who was walking towards them with the steel pipe. They were all stunned.

"Isn't this the child of the old Xia family?"

A few workers who had a good relationship with Xia Fukun's father were stunned. Thinking of what happened before, Xia Fukun guessed that he had come to avenge Lao Xia.

But what's the use!

Brother Liang is a special cultivator! You think an iron bar will work?

"Xiao Kun! Go away quickly

At present, several workers who had a good relationship with Xia Fukun's father quickly stopped him and pulled his clothes.

"Go away."

Xia Fukun glanced at these workers and said indifferently.

If at ordinary times, he might respectfully call uncle.

But now

These people

I don't deserve it.

Where were these people when his father was beaten?

Such a person only meets with the wind to make the rudder serve as the grass on the wall, so why should he respect it?

There is no law in Jiuyou, but in a sense, the law of Jiuyou is what Xia Fukun said.Xia Fukun knows something about the laws on earth. But with the emergence of practitioners, the constitution will naturally change.

And since there are people like brother Liang, then

Xia Fukun doesn't mind. Change the rule.

"Ah..."

These workers saw that Xia Fukun did not bird them, sighed and went to the side.

I'm kidding. The bright steel pipe in Xia Fukun's hand, brother Liang is not afraid. They are afraid! At this moment, Xia Fukun is obviously on the verge of violence. If Xia Fukun is really crazy, how many sticks will they have to take?

Soon, Xia Fukun came to the bright brother.

Brother Liang is wearing a T-shirt and a pair of torn jeans. His hair is dyed yellow and long. He has a style of mourning his family.

"Oh, I didn't expect to beat Lao Tzu. Now the boy is here?"

"Ha ha, son of a bitch, have you grown up? To avenge your father? You think it's a TV play? Come on, your brother Liang is standing here today. If you can beat me down, I'll kneel down and call you dad. "

Hear bright elder brother that arrogant to have no side of words, Xia Fu Kun mouth corner grin for a while.

"I don't have a son like you."

"Grass Mud Horse!"

Brother Liang didn't expect Xia Fukun to be so clever. I was angry right now.

"I'm a man."

Also at this time, Xia Fukun calmly looked at the bright brother in front of him, light way;

"Usually I don't like to pretend to be forced."

"To tell you the truth, I haven't pretended to be forced for a long time."

"But as a man, I also have a problem."

"No matter how I mess with others. I'm not going to kill all the people who provoke me. But... "

"If others want to do something to the people around me, to my close relatives, to the people I care about the most, I'm sorry."

Xia Fukun said here, mouth a grin, exposed a row of white teeth. At the moment, in the eyes of those workers, the white teeth are as dazzling as knives, which makes people shiver.

"I'm sorry..."

"I don't care who you are, even if you are the emperor, I will kill you."