"This boss, I really lost my wallet, otherwise I won't have the money to pay the bill!"
Facing the unbelief of the purple-clothed man, the short-haired man seemed a bit introverted, his face flushed with urgency, and then explained.
"Haha, hillbilly, you dare to come here to eat the king's meal if you don't have money!"
"Haha, yeah! Get out of this hillbilly quickly, the son of the province has no appetite to eat!"
"Untouchables are damned!"
Seeing the embarrassing look of the short-haired youth, the three elder brothers were like chicken blood, all kinds of unpleasant and harsh words rang out one after another.
"Let's talk, is it a broken hand or a broken foot?"
The purple-clothed man didn't seem to have much patience. Seeing that the short-haired youth couldn't afford to pay the bill, his expression turned cold, his expression stern.
There was ridicule and ridicule. The short-haired young man lowered his head, the muscles in the corners of his eyes trembled violently with anger, his complexion flushed.
But even so, the short-haired man never retorted.
"Haha, hillbilly, if you knelt down and knocked your head for this young man, maybe I can consider paying you for this meal!"
One of the three elder brothers had a long face like a crown, with a superior posture on his face, stretched out his palm, and hooked his hand to the short-haired man.
call out!
"Aw...!"
A scream like a slaughter of pigs resounded through the restaurant, and everyone saw the domineering brother, with a chopstick in his palm, and blood running down his fingers.
"Ah... my hand!"
Brother Gongzi was holding his bloody right hand, his face was distorted and deformed with pain, and cold sweat rolled from his forehead.
All this happened between the electric light and flint, and when everyone in the restaurant reacted, they all cast their eyes on Lei Xing not far away.
Lei Xing sat at the dining table leisurely, with a harmless smile on the corners of his mouth, stretched out the remaining chopsticks in his hand, inserted a braised pig's foot, put it in his mouth and started chewing hard.
Among the three elder brothers, except for the injured elder brother named Hua Shao, the remaining two elder brothers are obviously headed by this elder brother Hua Shao.
The name with the chopsticks in the palm is Linghua, and the remaining two brothers, one is called Wang Bo and the other is called Marriott.
The three of them are all around the age of sixteen. They all come from the rich and powerful families in the Eastern Regions, and they have a high status in the clan.
This time the three of them gathered in this golden holy city, in order to participate in the entrance examination of Xingxuan Academy three days later.
At this moment, Ling Hua's palm was pierced by chopsticks, and the other two sons, Wang Bo and Wan Hao, immediately panicked.
The younger brother Wang Bo, who was dressed in a golden silk brocade robe, turned pale in fright, quickly took out a pill from Xumi Jie and stuffed it into Hua Shao's mouth.
"Young Master Hua, that kid was the one who tried to plot against you."
On the other hand, the other son, Wan Hao, noticed the direction where the chopsticks were flying, and finally fixed his gaze on Lei Xing.
"Hillboy, did you try to figure out Hua Shao?"
Wang Bo ran to Lei Xing's dining table with an angry face, pointed at Lei Xing's forehead, and sternly questioned.
"Lao Tzu advises you, it's best to remove your fingers!"
Lei Xing held up his wine glass with an air of composure, and drank the wine without anyone else.
"Haha, just you, a gangster, dare to threaten Ben Shao, I think you are tired of living!"
Facing the threat in Lei Xing's words, Wang Bo laughed instead of anger, and a strong coercion burst out all over his body.
"Ling general realm cultivation base!"
Lei Xing was slightly surprised. This Wang Bo is indeed a son of a wealthy family, and he has entered the realm of spiritual power at the age of sixteen.
Lei Xing's spiritual qi cultivation only had the seventh level of the spirit soldier, while Wang Bo was the first tier of the spirit level, and there was a double gap between the two.
"Hey, are you scared? Now, as long as you kowtow to Hua Shao and me to admit your mistakes, Ben Shao will naturally make you suffer less pain!"
Wang Bo obviously sensed Lei Xing's cultivation base, and then he was confident and raised his head with a triumphant expression on his face.
"Knocking your head to admit your mistake?"
Lei Xing groaned in his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and a gleam of cold blood flashed in his deep eyes, his right hand protruding out like lightning, and instantly grabbed Wang Bo's finger.
"Hey, forgot to tell you, I hate people pointing at me the most!"
Lei Xing sneered coldly, and when Wang Bo was still stunned, his right hand slammed hard.
"Wow...!"
A sad scream sounded, and Wang Bo's finger was twisted by Lei Xingsheng.
"Get out of here, don't be an eyesore here!"
Lei Xing stood up, smiled wildly, and kicked Wang Bo, who was in the first class of spirit, to fly out.
Seeing that Wang Bo, who was at the level of spiritual level cultivation, was kicked into the air, while Lei Xing, who had only the level of spiritual level cultivation, was safe and sound, the restaurant was suddenly silent.
Most of the diners who ate in the restaurant were monks. As for the cultivation of Lei Xing and Wang Bo, he was already known. Originally, Lei Xing was nostalgic and preferred to be a short-haired young man. Many diners looked at him and felt that he was overpowered.
Unexpectedly, the development of the matter was completely beyond everyone's expectations. When Lei Xing faced Wang Bo, who was at the level of spiritual cultivation, he took a few breaths, and Wang Bo broke his finger and was kicked out of the field.
Such a dramatic scene fell in the eyes of many diners, and they couldn't help but take a few breaths.
"Hillboy, you dare to hurt Wang Bo, you are looking for death!"
Wang Bo lay on the ground and vomited blood, life and death unknown. One of Ling's elder brother, Wan Hao, was frightened and furious. He sprinted to the side of Lei Xing, raised his fist, and rushed towards Lei Xing's forehead.
"Compete with Lao Tzu with a fist!"
The sharp gang wind moved the long hair in front of Lei Xing's forehead. He raised his head and his dark eyes were as bright as stars. He stepped back and raised his fist to greet him.
Lei Xing is a freak of spirit, martial art, and soul cultivation. His physical strength has already crossed the boundary of cultivation level, and the power of a punch has reached a terrifying more than 70,000 catties.
Marriott is also a powerhouse of the first level of spiritual skills, and his physical strength alone is not more than 30,000 catties. At this moment, he is facing Lei Xing's fist, and the result can be imagined.
I saw that Marriott's complexion changed drastically, an irresistible force passed into his body along his arm, and his body involuntarily flew backwards.
"How can this be?"
"What a terrifying power!"
"Another evildoer has appeared!"
With a punch, Lei Xing blasted away at the spiritual realm cultivation base of Marriott. Many diners with cultivation bases opened their mouths wide, and a deep shock appeared on their faces.
"I paid for this brother's meal, are you okay?"
Lei Xing walked in front of the purple-clothed man, threw a dozen gold coins casually, and asked faintly.
"Hehe, of course there is no opinion!"
Just now Lei Xing showed his great strength, the purple-clothed man saw in his eyes, with respect, and said with a smiley face.
"go!"
The purple-clothed man took the money for the meal, no longer entangled with the short-haired youth, waved to several of his subordinates, and left quickly.
"This brother, I really don't know how to thank you?"
The short-haired young man scratched his head, his dark face showed a sincere expression of gratitude, and his voice was full of anger.
"Hehe, you don't need to thank me if you see an injustice on the road and draw your sword to help!"