Chapter 31: The King of the King

There is a difference between a martial artist and a martial artist. Anyone who has practiced spiritual energy or learned spiritual skills can be called a martial artist. Only those who have broken through the agility stage and reached a higher level can be called a martial artist.

The big men are only 20 or 30 years old. No matter how much they practice, Lin Dong didn't believe that they could split the table several meters away from the same as Yun Lan. He couldn't beat him, so he just went to the backyard to invite Yun Lan over.

Yun Lan would agree to help wipe away the traces of the original owner as he snatched the spirit ring, and naturally he would not refuse the troublemaker.

The old man is different. He dares to cause trouble at such a young age and has undoubtedly cultivated spiritual energy. If he does not advance, he will retreat. Only by persevering in cultivation can he maintain his strength. The old man dares to cause trouble, he will have a high chance of practicing for decades.

Lin Dong was a little worried that Yun Lan would not be able to deal with the results of decades of cultivation, after all, they were old. Although they were strong, the old man would not be able to be a thug for others, but God knows whether the old man was tired of any disputes and was willing to live in a small county town.

The old man obviously noticed Lin Dong's gaze. After looking up, there was no information in his turbid pupils. He lowered his head and poured a cup of fragrant scent directly through the thyme outside the door.

Lin Dong couldn't help but turn his head and look at the thin bamboo pole: "Are the two tables together?"

Shou Zhugan shook his head: "There are only three people on the table. After the fight started, the old man did not run away with the other guests. It was strange that the lobby was so dark that it did not affect him at all."

Lin Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, without any effect. He was bounced away by someone using his spiritual energy?

Fortunately, it’s not enough to come together to make trouble and eat the King’s meal.

"Do you know where you are from?"

"They are all guards of Fuji Restaurant." Shou Zhugan said angrily: "The leader is the 26 or 7-year-old, the nephew of the owner of Fuji Restaurant. It turned out to be a tycoon in Xilan City. Later, he managed the guards for his uncle, and the other two were his subordinates."

Lin Dong was stunned and immediately laughed: "This Fuji Restaurant is too crazy, right? He actually blatantly sent guards to make trouble. Don't he take the initiative to let me know who the enemy is?"

"The shopkeeper doesn't know. It is said that Kuang Dazhi has practiced martial arts before. Except for the Liu family and the county government, he dare not provoke anyone in Xilan City." Shou Zhugan whispered: "The other two are not simple. Brother Six takes us with him, but Kuang Dazhi doesn't do anything, and they are all dealt with by the two guards. Brother Six has no choice, so he asked me to find you."

"It's okay! If I can't beat it, I'll go to the backyard to find Yun Lan." Lin Dong touched a bench with only one leg left and strideed forward.

Like literati, warriors also have privileges such as exemption from crime and prison. With this privilege, coupled with the strength of the warriors themselves, who would take the county government seriously? Since these three people dare not provoke the county government, they naturally did not achieve the strength of the warriors.

It's not too short that I've been here in this world. Lin Dong has never fought with Lian Jiazi. Anyway, the closing move of the door can even kick out the system permissions of the peak powers in an instant, so I can save my life without worry. I just try it with the three of them.

"Several people, the shop's guys are injured. Our shop is temporarily closed. Are you paying the bill?" Lin Dong came to Kuang Dazhi with a smile.

After scanning the rotten bench in Lin Dong's hand, Kuang Dazhi hummed a few times.

"Get out, I just saw that my subordinates had hit a few eye-catching things, and they were all hungry. Don't bother me."

"Brother Kuang, there are not many dishes. Should I ask them to serve them again?" a man of thirty-five or six years old suggested.

Kuang Dazhi picked up a plate of leftovers and suddenly smashed towards Lin Dong.

On one side of her body, on Lin Dong's long gown, there was no splash of soup.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Kwong Dazhi said, "The reaction is pretty good. Go and bring all the good wine and dishes in the store."

"Okay!" Lin Dong swung the bench in his hand and smashed it into Kuang Dazhi's head.

"Looking for death!" Kuang Dazhi smiled disdainfully, raised his right arm and blocked the bench.

A bang!

The bench was split into pieces and the wood chips flew. Kuang Dazhi was not very easy to live. He groaned and his whole arm drooped.

The two guards stood up and raised their boxing towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong didn't even get hard. After avoiding it, he punched Kuang Dazhi, who was still holding his arms.

Kuang Dazhi is in the fourth level of the agility period, and his fighting experience is also very rich. In terms of strength, he is definitely stronger than Lin Dong. Unfortunately, his underestimation of the enemy at the beginning made him lose his arm. Seeing Lin Dong punching, he quickly kicked the ground with his feet and flipped his whole body backwards.

Lin Dong smiled coldly, he was already targeted, and he had no choice but to breathe.

The fist was howling behind his ears, Lin Dong kicked his legs, and rushed towards Kuang Dazhi, who was falling down, stretched his right palm and grabbed his hair instantly.

Kuang Dazhi was both heartbroken, and his arm, which he protected with spiritual energy, was broken enough to make him frightened, but he didn't expect that the other party could be so fast that he could not fight back.

His body was still falling back, but his hair was pulled a little, obviously he was taking advantage of the situation to grab his head and smash it at the ground. Kuang Dazhi didn't care about the heartache caused by the fracture of his right arm. He stomped on the ground desperately, and waved his left hand, trying to break Lin Dong away.

Bang!

Everything was just a breath. When Lin Dongfei's pounce was about to be broken away by Kuang Dazhi, a muffled sound suddenly burst out between the back of Kuang Dazhi's head and the ground.

Without even saying a ruthless word, Kuang Dazhi's head tilted and fainted. The crimson liquid slowly spread behind his head.

"Kuang, Brother Kuang..."

The two big men roared and rushed towards Lin Dong, who was also somewhat confused.

"Shopkeeper..."

The thin bamboo pole rushed over, and Wang Liuzhi and others also struggled to get up.

Lin Dong slightly regained his intelligence, and the two were close at hand, punching and kicking each other, attacking his forehead and chest with strong wind.

It was too late to avoid it, so Lin Dong simply protected his head with one hand and grabbed Kuang Dazhi's collar with the other.

With two bangs, Lin Dong's chest hurt and he flew backwards with a humming muffled, but his right palm was still holding Kuang Dazhi firmly.

The two couldn't help but stop and stared at Lin Dong, but did not dare to take a step forward.

With the hostage in hand, there is no worries in the world!

Lin Dong touched his chest that was painful, grabbed Kuang Dazhi's legs, and slowly stood up.

"Go away!"

He drank the thin bamboo pole that was about to rush behind the two big men. Lin Dong swept his eyes and grinned in pain, and took a sigh of relief, and suddenly swung Kuang Dazhi's strong body.

"Big, brother, he..."

The two big men's teeth were trembling. If they touched their heads or broke their arms and legs, after they went back, with Brother Kuang's temper, wouldn't he be skinned and cramped?

Bang!

Seeing that Lin Dong was shaking, the two men didn't even dare to dodge, let alone counterattacked, and they stretched out their hands together. Wherever Kwong's head was swung, their hands were held to wherever they were.

Whenever Kwong Dazhi saw his head avoiding his hands and slamming him, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

They didn't dare to dodge, and this fight was naturally boring. Unfortunately, Lin Dong only reacted after the two of them were knocked unconscious.

"Tie, thin bamboo pole, go and invite a doctor to come." Lin Dong threw Kuang Dazhi casually and slapped her in the face, a little bored.

Well!

A burp sounded, and Lin Dong couldn't help but turn his head to look at the source of the sound. It was the old man.

The old man raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, looked at Lin Dong, and grinned: "I don't have money to pay, just like them! You can just smash it with a bench or just swing me to smash the bench, until you are satisfied."

Lin Dong was stunned.
Chapter completed!