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The guard hesitated for a moment and reported, "Yang Zhanfei was the one injured!"
"Yang Zhanfei!"
Everyone in the hall was shocked, even Fei Rong, who was originally angry, lost his anger.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but ask: "Who is Yang Zhanfei?"
Fei Hou said respectfully: "That Yang Zhanfei is Yang An's younger brother!"
"Yang An?" Huang Xiaolong was also a little surprised.
Is it Yang An, the most evil genius in the foreign kingdom? Along the way, the name he heard the most was Yang An. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhanfei was Yang An's younger brother!
"Where is your young master now?" Huang Xiaolong turned around and asked the Fei Mansion guard.
Fei Hou, Fei Rong and others all looked at the guard.
The guard quickly replied: "On Wande Street!"
"Wande Street?" Huang Xiaolong looked at Fei Hou: "How far is Wande Street from Fei Mansion?"
"It's only three or four streets away, not that far!" Fei Hou said quickly.
"Then let's go over and take a look now." Huang Xiaolong stood up.
Afterwards, under the leadership of Fei Hou, Fei Rong and others, not long after, Huang Xiaolong and others arrived at Wande Street. When they arrived at Wande Street, they saw a group of people surrounding the middle of the street in front of them. They were pointing and looking. Quite lively.
When Huang Xiaolong and others approached the crowd, an arrogant voice came from inside: "Damn it, you look like a bear, are you worthy of Tao Zhe? Don't think that Fei Mansion is like you. In my eyes, you guys Fei Mansion is nothing!"
"I'm telling you Fei Ming, I'm going to beat you today, so what! What do you Fei Mansion dare to do to me? I'm just like a bear!"
A burst of laughter ensued.
It was obviously the laughter of Yang Zhanfei's minions and guards.
"Yang Zhanfei, I will fight with you!" A roar sounded.
But then, a scream came out.
Fei Rong's face changed and he became furious. Fei's guards rushed forward and pushed away the crowd. Huang Xiaolong and others saw a young man in his twenties and forties lying on the ground with blood on his mouth. A young man in his twenties and thirty-fours Years old, the beautiful woman helped him up with a worried look on her face, and at the same time looked at a young man wearing a brocade shirt not far away with an angry look on her face.
Such a beautiful woman should be Tao Zhe, and the young man in the brocade shirt is Yang Zhanfei.
"Fei Ming, how are you?" Tao Zhe helped Fei Ming up and asked urgently.
Fei Ming shook his head.
At this time, Fei's guards lined up the crowd, and Fei Rong rushed in first.
"Dad!" Fei Ming saw Fei Rong rushing in and just spoke. Suddenly he looked behind Fei Rong in disbelief. Then he looked surprised and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa!"
"Grandpa, you're back!" Regardless of his injuries, Fei Ming rushed forward and came to Fei Hou.
Fei Hou nodded, showed a loving smile, hurriedly supported his grandson, and quickly checked his injuries. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. His grandson's injuries were not serious, just minor injuries. It seemed that Yang Zhanfei had taken measures well.
When Yang Zhanfei saw Fei Hou, he was slightly shocked. Fei Hou, who had disappeared for so many years, was back? He knew that Fei Hou was a peak powerhouse in the late tenth level.
"Hehe, I didn't expect the Fei Mansion's guards to arrive so quickly. Even the head of the Fei family came over!" Yang Zhanfei said with a smile: "Don't worry, Fei Ming won't die yet! But I won't be so lucky next time." At this point, he looked at Fei Ming: "When you see me in the future, you'd better stay away, otherwise I'll beat you every time you see me!"
"Let's go!" Yang Zhanfei waved his hand and said to the servants and guards behind him.
"Stop!" Just as Yang Zhanfei and the minions and guards were about to leave, a shout rang out.
Yang Zhanfei couldn't help but stop and look, it was Fei Hou who spoke.
Fei Hou slowly walked towards the other party.
If we let the other party go like this today, what face will Fei Mansion have in the royal city outside the territory in the future
Yang Zhanfei looked at Fei Hou approaching, but his face was calm: "Are you Fei Hou? Do you want to avenge your grandson?" At this point, he swept away the guards of Fei Mansion: "What, you want to bully the minority?"
Just as Fei Hou was about to speak, Huang Xiaolong suddenly came over and said, "As long as you can take my slap, we will let you go."
Yang Zhanfei looked at Huang Xiaolong and suddenly laughed: "Boy, what did you say? Give you a slap? Say it again, I'm afraid I can't hear you clearly."
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei laughed.
Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent.
"Boy, where did you come from, a little brat who can take charge?" Yang Zhanfei stopped laughing and said.
"He is my young master, and what he means is what I mean!" At this time, Fei Hou said.
Little Lord? !
Yang Zhanfei looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock, shocked.
Fei Hou actually called this young man who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, "Young Master!"
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei also looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock.
After Yang Zhanfei was surprised, he looked at Huang Xiaolong and said coldly: "In this case, then I want to see how you can defeat me with one palm!" At this point, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Although Fei Hou called Huang Xiaolong his young master, which surprised him, he didn’t really take Huang Xiaolong to heart, or simply didn’t believe that Huang Xiaolong, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, could defeat him, let alone with one palm!
At this time, everyone around them automatically backed away.
Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong stood there, and a flow of air formed.
Everyone was looking at Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong in the field. Fei Rong was staring at Huang Xiaolong closely. He also wanted to see Huang Xiaolong's strength.
What qualifications does this young man have to make his father consider him the young master!
"Dad, who is he?" Fei Ming asked Fei Rong, referring to Huang Xiaolong. Just now, his grandfather actually called the other party's young master. He was even more surprised and confused than when Fei Rong heard it.
"Are you ready?" Huang Xiaolong looked at the other party indifferently.
"The Fist of Ten Thousand Stars and All Saints!"
At this moment, Yang Zhanfei suddenly rose up and punched Huang Xiaolong's chest. Countless starlights shot out, and a faint sacred aura spread out.
Everyone was taken aback, not expecting Yang Zhanfei to take action suddenly.
Fei Rong was equally surprised.
"Be careful!" Fei Ming blurted out. Yang Zhanfei was at the peak of the late seventh level.
Just when everyone thought Yang Zhanfei would knock Huang Xiaolong away with one punch, Huang Xiaolong suddenly raised his right hand and met it with a palm.
"Boom!" There was a loud roar.
Yang Zhanfei screamed, flew backwards, and hit the ground hard, causing the ground to shake.
A palm!
There was silence.
Fei Rong and others were dumbfounded. Fei Ming, who had just blurted out to Huang Xiaolong to be careful, froze there with his mouth still open.
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei forgot to step forward and help him up.
Huang Xiaolong walked towards Yang Zhanfei. Yang Zhanfei looked frightened, his butt rubbed against the ground, and backed away in panic: "You, what do you want?!"
"What do I want?" Huang Xiaolong came to the other party.