Chapter 2093

my god!

Three delisting?

After all, have you come to this step?

Even though many people had expected the end of Li Er and others, when this scene really appeared, people still felt trembling.

I thought that Lu Mingfeng's ruthlessness was not inferior to ye Fanxun.

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Mingfeng's words fell, four or five big men with sticks walked in directly outside the restaurant.

Without saying a word, he went in the direction of Li Er and others.

However, Li Er and others seem to have expected that Lu Mingfeng's means seem to have been used. Instead of being flustered, they still smile.

"Lu Mingfeng, do you really think that Li Er is so easy to deal with?"

"You don't really think that we will go to your Hongmen banquet without any preparation?"

"I said, even if we die, we'll have to break your teeth!"

Between Li Er's grim smile, he immediately called out: "Mr. Zheng, please!"

Yes, Li Er had already arranged the staff outside Haiyuan Pavilion long before he came.

The leader is Zheng He, the master of martial arts of Li Xueqi!

Seeing this, the people were shocked.

Stand up and retreat one after another!

They know that, next, there will be a fierce fight.

These bold and powerful men, afraid of suffering, all retreated to the corner of the wall.

However, after 20 seconds, no one appeared.

Even the sound of footsteps did not ring.

"Well?"

"What's the situation?"

"Are you in a traffic jam?"

People were surprised.

Li Er also frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then called out to the door again, "master Zheng He, please show up!"

"Mr. Zheng?"

"Master Zheng?"

...

however, Li Er's voice almost broke, and the master Zheng He He was waiting for still did not appear.

"Ha ha ~"

"second master, don't waste your energy, he won't come."

At this time, Lu Mingfeng's wanton laughter came quietly.

Li Er's eyes were red and he cried out angrily, "what have you done, son of a bitch?"

Lu Mingfeng ignored him and just clapped his hand.

Boom ~

next moment, just listen to a boom.

The door of the restaurant was kicked open in an instant.

Then, a figure, like a shell, flew in directly.

Finally, he hit Li Er directly.

"This... This is?"

"Zheng... Master Zheng?"

Looking at the corpse full of blood under his feet, Li Er was already confused.

His face was startled, and his pupils shrank.

The old face is even more miserable.

He did not think that his biggest reliance, has not yet appeared, has become a corpse.

"Young Master Lu, you are frightened."

"The troubles outside have been solved."

"According to your orders, there is no one alive!"

When Li Er was sluggish, a burly middle-aged man, dressed in a gray robe, looked cold and fierce. He did not know when, but appeared here.

If you look at it carefully, you will find that the man's facial features are similar to Wei Wuya.

Yes, the man in front of him is Wei Wuya's son, the son of martial arts master, Wei Fu!

"Good."

"He is worthy of being the son of a great master, and he has achieved great success as expected."

"When your father comes back from Jingzhou, the young master and I will personally give you a banquet to reward your father and son."

Lu Mingfeng laughs with pride. In his hearty laughter, he is full of pride.

In addition to Chen Ao's cooperation, the most important reason for this trip to Jiangdong was Wei Wuya's father and son.