Qin Dong had seen a lot of arrogant and domineering people, but this burly man was definitely the best among them. Just as he was about to go out to rescue Xiao Wuzi, the low-pitched discussion of the guests at the table next to him reached his ears: "This young man is really unlucky. It is not good to provoke anyone, but he has provoked this mad dog."
Another person lowered his voice and said, "Although Zhao Weihu's dogs are all crazy, this Lei Qiong is really the craziest among them. Poor young man, I think he is only fifteen or sixteen years old. I'm afraid he will be killed alive today." Beat to death."
"Hey! Dogs rely on human strength! The most bastard is Zhao Weihu. I don't know what evil we, the Three Saints, have done, how come we have such a bastard clan leader?" Another person sighed and said.
After listening to the discussion of these people, Qin Dong sneered in his heart. It seemed that Zhao Weihu had a very bad reputation among the Three Saints and must have made many enemies. Now that he has been deprived of his position as clan leader by Fu Yanshan, he will definitely have a hard time in the future.
"Lei Qiong, how about I use my fists to reason with you?" Qin Dong was about to take action to rescue Xiao Wuzi, but someone jumped in front of him. He saw a man in his thirties, dressed in a heroic suit. He walked out of a cubicle with steady steps. [
"Haha, it's Wenqishan! There's a good show to watch this time!" As soon as this person appeared, the whole inn was in an uproar. The guests at the table next to Qin Dong became even more excited.
"With Wenqi Mountain, Lei Qiong will definitely suffer, just wait and see!"
"I don't think so. Although Wenqishan is upright and loves to fight injustice, and he likes to deal with Zhao Weihu's mad dogs, he can't go too far. After all, his master Huang Xiuze is not powerful enough to compete with him. Zhao Weihu can resist. What’s more, he has to worry about the gang leader.”
"Hey! It's really irritating! Does this gang leader know what Zhao Weihu is doing? Why does he just watch us suffer without taking any care of it?"
Together with these words, there was a sigh at the next table.
Although Qin Dong didn't know the details of Wenqishan, let alone Huang Xiuze, he had a good impression of him after hearing that he was specifically dealing with Zhao Weihu's men. In addition, Wen Qishan has a majestic appearance and a heroic face, which makes him secretly admire his appetite.
"Wenqishan?" The face of the burly man named Lei Qiong changed obviously. His two companions also frowned. Obviously they are more afraid of Wenqishan.
Wen Qishan glanced at Lei Qiong, smiled coldly, and then looked away disdainfully, looking at Xiao Wuzi. "Little brother, are you okay?"
Xiao Wuzi took off the hand covering his face, and saw that his entire left cheek was covered in large bruises, which was quite shocking.
"Beast!" Wen Qishan frowned and cursed when he saw this.
Lei Qiong jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and screamed, "Wen Qishan, who are you scolding?"
Wen Qishan sneered, glared at Lei Qiong, and said faintly, "You are self-aware."
"Bastard!" Lei Qiong became even more angry and punched Wen Qishan. Wen Qishan did not dodge or evade, and looked relaxed on the surface, but in fact he was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. His spiritual power had already been poured into his hands, and he was just waiting for the opportunity to knock Lei Qiong down in one fell swoop.
Wen Qishan's cultivation is indeed higher than that of Lei Qiong, and his calm temperament makes him invincible. Lei Qiong will definitely suffer a big loss if he throws this punch.