Chapter 134, more domineering [, please collect]

Xu Limin frowned, turned his head and looked at Yang Fan and said, "Young Master, is your waiter a little too much? Brother Ling didn't provoke you. Isn't he too arrogant to slander Brother Ling like this?

"Ky! How to speak?" Yang Fan's servant said and shook his fist and said, "This is between us and this little beast. What does it have to do with you? Humph, where are you going to get cool!"

"Brother Xu, don't pester a subordinate!" Ling Xiaolou raised his hand to stop Xu Limin, who was still going to stand up for him, and whispered, "Just leave this kind of thing to me." With that, Ling Xiaolou looked at Li Jin.

When he was instructed, Li Jin slapped the table, his face was cold, and his eyes flowed with murder. He couldn't help it. If Lord Blood Wolf hadn't stopped him, he would have beaten these guys all over the ground.

"How arrogant! He is just a waiter, and he dares to insult our young master. If you have the ability to fight, I will beat you all over the ground!" Li Jinteng got up and said with a trace of fierceness in his eyes, "I don't even know your mother!"

"I'm afraid you won't do it?" Yang Fan's child servant was murderous and stared at Li Jin with a cold face. Although he is not as murderous as Li Jinzhong, it does not mean that his strength is weak, but fewer people are killed.

"Bat him! It's too arrogant!"

"That's it! Ske him! Do you really regard yourself as a person?"

The teenagers beside Yang Fan and their attendants shouted, all murderous, looking for trouble for Li Jin and Ling Xiaolou.

"Ling Shao, can you give Qianqian a face, forget it this time?" Su Qianqian smiled faintly: "Tonight, we gather with you talents to select a few outstanding literary talents and participate in the spring outing three days later. It's better not to make the atmosphere stiff!"

"Since Miss Qianqian has opened her mouth, I naturally want to give this face!" Ling Xiaolou said indifferently, "Let him kneel on the ground and kowtow to admit his mistake, and I won't care about him!"

"What?" Yang Fan's face suddenly turned cold. He got up and walked towards Lingxiao Tower. Su Qianqian opened his mouth and glanced at Ling Xiaolou and Li Jin, but did not stop him.

"Young master, I'll do it!" The waiter stood in front of Yang Fan and grabbed Ling Xiaolou's shoulder with a ferocious smile.

"Look for death!" Li Jin, who was next to Ling Xiaolou, opened his eyes angrily and suddenly took action. He grabbed the other party's right paw, and his left hand suddenly restrained the other party. Li Jin slapped Yang Fan directly in the face, and his voice was particularly loud in the wide lobby.

Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, the servant of the fourth young master of the Ling family was so strong that he slapped Mr. Yang Fan's servant boy with two big mouths.

With a bang, Li Jin kicked the waiter away and hit the Eight Immortals Table where Su Qianqian and others were located. With a click, the table was torn apart, and the vegetable soup and oil splashed. Su Qianqian waved his hand and pulled a teenager in front of him. A fish hit the teenager's face. Although it didn't hurt, it was quite embarrassed.

Li Jin secretly said that it was a pity. His purpose was to make Su Qianqian suffer a secret loss, but he didn't think that the other party acted very fast. His black-and-white eyes stared at Yang Fan, who was rolling and howling on the ground, and said contemptuously, "Don't take yourself too seriously. Some people can't afford to offend!"

"You... damn it!" Yang Fan roared and trembled angrily. Although Li Jin slapped the waiter, who would think so in public? Everyone will think this is hitting him in the face of Yang Fan.

Li Jin was quite straightforward and shot like electricity. He hit Yang Fan in the face, and his voice was extremely loud. Yang Fan's right cheek suddenly swelled, and a bright red fingerprint was extremely eye-catching.

Everyone in Feng Mingxuan is going crazy. He is just a waiter. How dares to hit Mr. Yang Fan in the face and hit him so loudly that Mr. Yang Fan can stand it?

"Don't take yourself too seriously!" Li Jin quickly retreated and slanted at Yang Fan.

The eyes of everyone looking at Ling Xiaolou have changed. Fortunately, they are happy with disaster, shock and fear, and sigh with pity.

"I'll kill you!" Yang Fan shouted and covered his right cheek. At this time, there was a feeling of disbelief. How could someone dare to slap him in the face in public? What is not looking for death?

"Hmm! Kill us?" Li Jin said expressionlessly, "With what your servant just said to insult my young master, he has no choice but to die. If you don't have a good father, you will die!"

"Haha..." Yang Fan laughed angrily and roared, "I want to see how you killed my waiter and teach me a lesson!"

"Yang Shao, don't talk nonsense with him, let our waiter go together and kill them!" The other people sitting at the table with Yang Fan's eyes were cold, shouted at Ling Xiaolou and Li Jin, and commanded their respective attendants to rush forward together.

"Calm down, everyone!" Su Qianqian stopped the people, slowly got up, walked to Yang Fan, stared into Ling Xiaolou's eyes and said, "Ling Shao, your waiter is too much to slap Yang Shao in the face. Did you come forward to apologize to Yang Shao?"

Yang Fan frowned, looked at Su Qianqian, and meditated for a long time. After all, he didn't open his mouth.

"Apologize?" Ling Xiao said blankly, "Why should I apologize? Is it allowed for him to trouble me, insult me and my mother, and not allow my waiter to teach him a lesson?

"Just now, everyone saw that it was Yang Shao's waiter who insulted Ling Shao and your mother, not Yang Shao." Su Qianqian's voice was as soft as cotton, but full of a faint majesty: "Besides, your waiter has taught Yang Shao's waiter a lesson. Why did he slap Yang Shao in the face?"

"Do you want to stand up for him?" Ling Xiaolou stared calmly at Su Qianqian and whispered, "If so, then we are the enemy. If not, please sit where you should sit." After a pause, he added, "There are some things that you can't deal with."

"So, Ling Shao is not going to give me this face?" Su Qianqian's face suddenly became cold, and his eyes flashed cold.

Ling Xiaolou shook his head slightly and said nothing. But silence itself is an attitude, and Su Qianqian's face became colder and colder.

"Beauty, you are beautiful, but don't think that everyone should give you face!" Li Jin looked at Su Qianqian and whispered, "Our young master's face is not affordable!"

"Don't talk nonsense with them! "Death them!" Several teenagers standing next to Yang Fan looked ugly and shouted loudly, commanding their attendants to rush forward.

"Hmm!" Yang Fan snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed coldly.

Facing the six waitresses, Li Jin was silent, with his feet slightly open, level with his shoulders, standard fighting movements. This is the most important action of the killing fighting skills taught to them by Ling Xiaolou.

Just when six people were half a foot away from Li Jin, he moved. Li Jin's eyes were cold, his hands touched under the gown, and six silver needles flashed with cold light appeared in his hand.

The silver needle is like electricity, flying to six people. In the sound, the footsteps of the six people stopped abruptly, fell at Li Jin's feet and fell into a coma.

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