Chapter 511

Wang Yucheng's face suddenly stagnated, and then his face turned blue. He asked coldly, "what do you mean, brother?"

Wen Yan, song Yan loathed and waved: "this word is simple and clear. You don't understand what it means. It seems that you are worried about your IQ. Go away. Don't disturb us for dinner!"

If the other side is the truth and makes friends with him, song Yandao can't say anything, but it's just that the other side's drunk mind is not drinking, and he wants to hit his wife's idea, how can he be polite to the other side, let alone the other side is still abusing him, song Yan doesn't care about him, which doesn't mean he's not angry. Now, if the other side just wants to hit him at the muzzle of the gun, how can he give him a good face.

Wang Yucheng, who had a blue face, changed his face several times. When he was blue, he was white. At the end of the day, he was a little bit more ferocious. He glared at Song Yan and said coldly, "boy, you insult me when I have a good heart to meet you. For the sake of these two girls, I won't kill you, but you have to kneel down and apologize to me. Otherwise, Wang Yucheng is not like that What a shame! "

Just then three others came.

The young man of Zhou surname looked at Song Yandao and said, "this friend, you'd better apologize to brother Wang. He is a master of the iron sword sect."

Zhu said coldly, "yes, brother Wang is kind enough to meet you, but you can speak well. If you don't apologize, don't say that brother Wang won't let you go, and I won't let you go!"

The young man of surname Ma chuckled: "ha ha, the scholar apologizes, otherwise don't blame me for waiting!"

With three friends cheering up, Wang Yucheng was more courageous: "boy, hurry to kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, otherwise, I'm sure you can't walk out of this restaurant."

"Junior two."

Song Yan ignores these four people, but shouts to the waiter not far away.

"What can I do for you, sir?" Shop Small World War II came over, bow asked.

"I'm eating in your restaurant, but I'm disturbed. You don't care?" Song Yan asked, staring at the waiter.

"This...?" The second shopkeeper could not help showing his embarrassment. At present, these four people are all disciples of the Wulin sect near Chutian city. How could he provoke a second shopkeeper? After a while, the following words could not be said.

Wang Yucheng's four people saw this, but he showed a sneer: "scholar, you still don't have to worry about it. Don't say that he is a shopkeeper. Even if the shopkeeper of yuelou comes, he doesn't dare to interfere in our four people's affairs. Ask you again, do you kneel or not? Do you apologize or not?"

In the face of Wang Yucheng's persecution, song Yan did not change his face: "according to your meaning, you are strong, and Langyue tower dare not care about your affairs. What if I am stronger than you?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing song Yan's words, Wang Yucheng couldn't help laughing: "boy, you really don't know the height of heaven and earth. Can you help us because you can do some basic Kung Fu?"

"It's just that you, a scholar, dare to say that you are stronger than us. This joke is not funny!" The young man of Zhu surname sneers at him. All the four men have reached the level of first-class martial artists. In their opinion, song Yan is not like a martial artist at all. He has practiced basic Kung Fu for several days at most.

"So you think you can fix me?" Song Yan said again.

"Bah, don't make a fuss here. I'll give you five more breaths. If you don't apologize, don't blame my ruthlessness!" Wang Yucheng said coldly.

"Without five breaths, now I can tell you the answer. You are not qualified to accept my apology, even if you are not qualified for the iron sword sect!" Song Yan proudly said that the iron sword sect is at best a third-class sect. It's nothing in the world to be domineering in the boundary of the first mansion.

"Well, you are a maniac. Since you don't pay attention to my iron sword sect, let you taste the power of my iron sword sect disciple!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Yucheng waved and clapped at Song Yan's chest.

Seeing that the palm was about to fall on Song Yan's chest, the other three showed a look of schadenfreude, but Su Niang's three faces were calm. It seems that they didn't worry about song Yan's comfort at all. In fact, song inkstone has popularized Su Niang's realm of martial artists these days.

And frankly told her, in this world can beat him almost no, it is so, she saw Wang Yucheng to song inkstone hand will be so calm.

Suddenly, song Yan moved.

Between his hands, he clasped Wang Yucheng's wrist, and then brushed his fingers across his chest, which made him feel stiff and unable to move any more.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa!"

Several loud slaps sounded, and Wang Yucheng was slapped left and right. Song Yan grabbed him and threw him out of the window.

During the rise and fall of the rabbit and the fall of the Uighur, Wang Yucheng was thrown out of the window. All the other three looked dull, but then their faces were white.

Their accomplishments are comparable to those of Wang Yucheng.

Since the other side can easily throw Wang Yucheng out, it's not difficult to throw them. Suddenly, they understand that this time they are mostly met with senior people.

Thinking of this, the young man surnamed Zhou bent over and apologized: "here This elder, I was rude just now. Please don't worry about me! "Although there are potential rules among people in the Wulin, most of them speak with fists, so it's not a shame to apologize to someone stronger than yourself.

The other two were also dissatisfied, followed by an apology and asked song Yan to forgive them.

"Go away!"

Song Yan waved and threw Wang Yucheng out of the restaurant, and the Qi in his heart was already flowing. These three people saw the opportunity quickly, and he had no mind to care about them. The main reason was that these three people were too weak to provoke him to step on others.

Having enough to eat and drink, song Yan calls for a waiter to settle the bill.

However, the waiter respectfully said that their account has been settled.

"Who made it?" Song Yan asked.

"This is the girl!" Little two pointed to a woman in black walking this way.

"When Shen Da is in charge, my host invites you to the attic upstairs."

"Who is your master?" Song Yan looked at the woman and said that she seemed to be only twenty-eight or seventy-eight years old. Her accomplishments were not low. She had reached the middle stage of heaven and man, and her qualifications were comparable to those of the three holy places.

But her identity is a slave. If she can afford to be a slave in the middle of heaven and man, her master's identity will come out.

"When Shen Da is in charge, my master will show his identity!" The woman in Black said lightly.

"In that case, lead the way!" Song Yan thought about it, but agreed.

The attic at the top of the moon building only serves the most distinguished people.

The layout here is luxurious and noble.

When song Yan and his party came to the attic, no one opened the door. A gentle old voice came from the Attic: "please take charge of Shen Da!"