Liu Mang ignored him, left a few coins, packed up and left.
The waiter picked up the copper plate on the table and weighed it: "You have a pretty bad temper."
Song Mansion.
Song Ya sat on a chair in the middle of the hall and looked at Song Bo kneeling below with a livid face.
Although Song Bo did not dare to resist his sister's words, he still complained: "Sister, that boy was so arrogant just now. He just slapped our Song family in the face. You let him go so easily?"
"Idiot!" Song Ya yelled angrily, "You are really immodest to say you are an idiot. After being scolded, Song Bo shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.
Song Ya added: "Sister, I'll teach you to stop eating and drinking with your bad friends on weekdays, and practice your own cultivation more when you have time. You have listened to my sister's words several times."
"Normally, I won't say anything about you taking advantage of your family's power to do mischief outside. But today, that boy's cultivation is unfathomable. Even my sister can't see through him. You still have to fight with him. It's really stupid. To the extreme!”
Song Bo was still a little dissatisfied and muttered: "But on the street, he can still
"You still know that on the street!" Song Ya was furious, "As the sole ruler of Yunmeng City, our Song family fought with a young boy on the street because of your arrogance and even ate a big meal. It’s a shame, if it spreads out, it won’t make other people laugh.”
Song Bo was speechless.
Song Ya sighed and said: "You deserve what happened today, just forget it. Fortunately, dad is not at home these days. If dad finds out, I will have to skin you. And as punishment, you won't be allowed to eat tonight. , go and copy the house rules ten times and bring them to me before going to bed.
"I know. Song Bo stood up and limped out.
The maid on the side said: "Miss, the third young master is seriously injured. Would you like me to bring some medicine to him?"
Song Ya looked at Song Bo who was going out with a look of hatred on his face: "Don't worry about him, it's okay to suffer a little. If he is half as successful as that boy in the day, it will be considered as our ancestors of the Song family have accumulated great merits." ”
"Don't say that, miss, isn't our young master still young?"
"You are already eighteen this year, are you still young?" Song Ya waved her hand, "Forget it, go to the pharmacy and get some medicine, and I will deliver it to him later.
The maid smiled and said: "Young lady is really a sharp-tongued person.
Song Ya raised her hand and pretended to be angry: "You damn girl, are you looking for a beating
The maid stuck out her tongue and ran away.
Song Bo sat in front of the table and copied the house rules one by one. It was already past dinner time and his stomach was already growling with hunger. The more he thought about what happened during the day, the angrier he became, and finally he put down the pen He threw it on the table and shouted angrily: "Ah Fu, where is Ah Fu? Where did he die? Come in here." The door opened with a creak, and Ah Fu ran in in a panic: "Master, What's the matter?" Is there anything to eat? I'm starving. "
Ah Fu said cautiously: "Young Master, the second lady has ordered that you are not allowed to give the young master food tonight. The young one is also in a difficult situation.
"Trash!" Song Bo cursed, "It's all the fault of that boy during the day.
For a long time, my heart was still full of anger. I thought about it and called Afu to my side and whispered: "You saw that boy during the day. He must not be far away now. You can take someone to find him and let me know when he comes back." He must avenge himself during the day.
"Ah?" Ah Fu wondered, "Third Young Master, if you let Second Young Lady know this, why don't you take off my skin!"
Song Bo picked up the pen and hit Ah Fu on the head: "Why are you so useless? Secretly, secretly do you know? If my sister finds out, I will kill you first. Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
Ah Fu didn't dare to say anything, so he responded and went for it.
Song Bo's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Boy, I will make sure you die a miserable death."
Liu Mang didn't really want to live in an inn. He preferred the tranquility of the wild to the hustle and bustle of the city.
The clear night breeze and the leisurely chirping of insects can calm his heart even more.
He lay next to the bonfire with his eyes closed, enjoying the rare peace, but there were always people who were restless and wanted to disturb him.
There was a sudden burst of sympathy, and a group of people emerged from the deep grass a few feet away. It seemed that there were at least twenty or thirty people, and the leader was Song Bo.
Seeing that it was them, Liu Mang knew that they were here for revenge.
He didn't even get up and said to Song Bo from the air: "Who is it? It turns out to be you. Why, I didn't get enough beatings during the day. Are you going to make up for it at night?"
Song Bo glanced at him contemptuously and said, "I dare not touch you when my sister is here during the day. Now there is no one around. Tell me how you want to die."
Liu Mang sighed and said nothing.
Song Bo suddenly burst out laughing, and the people following him also laughed together. After laughing enough, he said: "Now that I know I'm afraid, okay, you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and call me grandpa." I'll spare you.
Liu Mang finally stood up, stretched his muscles, and cracked his knuckles: "If you don't cherish the opportunity given to you, you can't blame me."
Song Bo snorted and waved his hands: "Kill him!
Upon hearing the order, all the followers drew their swords from their waists and rushed forward, shouting.
Liu Mang stood there and gently raised his right palm. The green energy in his palm was like a blooming lotus, dazzling and dazzling, instantly igniting the dark night. For a moment, everyone felt that the green light was blooming in front of their eyes, and they could not open their eyes. .
The next moment, Liu Mang had pushed his right palm forward, and the zhenqi in his hand instantly transformed into thousands of soft threads, like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, winding towards the crowd.
Before Mirai had time to react, those soft silk threads still arrived, tightly entwining everyone and hanging them in mid-air, unable to move. Only the stronger ones were still desperately trying to cut it off with their knives, only to find that these seemingly soft threads were The thread is as tough as steel and can be pulled no matter how hard it is pulled.
Everything happened almost in an instant. Song Bo didn't even see clearly what Liu Mang had done, and was so frightened that he froze in place.
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Liu Mang chuckled and slowly clenched his right hand. Those soft silk threads were slowly tightened as if they had received an order. The thin threads were like sharp blades cutting into tofu, cutting into everyone's flesh, and the blood It flowed out gurglingly along the silk thread, and the screams came one after another, reaching Song Bode's ears so harshly. At this moment, he no longer wanted to take revenge, he just wanted to run quickly, but he found that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he could no longer Can't move anymore.
After half a cup of tea, the screams gradually disappeared. The ground was already soaked with blood, and the blood-red grass was shocking.