Chapter 42 The Wrath of the Little Boy's

(Do you have a collection? Do you have any red tickets? Is there anything more powerful?)

Xiao Xuzi ordered a drink in the Tingfeng Pavilion and found both Long Xue and Lin Yanyu. When the two knew that it was a banquet for Lin Fan, they naturally rushed here happily.

It's just that when they saw Lin Fan's intimacy with Xiaoxiao, they immediately pointed the finger at Xiaoxiao. Before long, the three women became one. Even the talkative little one opened the box and talked about Lin Fan's original embelliedsment.

For good, they get along happily, and Lin Fan and Xiao Xuzi are not embarrassed. On the contrary, the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion was originally scolding the clerk. When he saw Lin Fan returning, he almost knelt down and kowtowed to him, begging him not to kill people in Ting Feng Pavilion.

Xiao Xuzi and Han Rusheng looked surprised and couldn't help asking Lin Fan the reason. When they heard that it was the little one who was bullied and those people threatened to provoke, they immediately shouted that it was good to kill.

Han Rusheng's face was full of admiration, and he was already slightly drunk. He held a wine glass and said to Lin Fan, "I think my status in the Han family was not high at the beginning, because I couldn't practice. In such a continent where people can eat people, no strength is a waste. Even my biological father disliked me. At that time, hehe, it was really miserable.

With that, Han Rusheng drank all the wine in the glass, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Maybe he felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing. Xiao Xuzi raised his glass and said to Lin Fan, who had been sitting there silently, "Brother Lin, I wish you victory in two months in advance. It was you who made me understand that a powerful existence is not invincible. I hope you can continue the miracle all the time. Come on!"

"The battle between Brother Lin and Mr. Shui has attracted a lot of attention now. Come on, Mr. Lin."

When Lin Yanyu heard the words, he immediately giggled, and his tone was quite playful. He picked up the glass and looked at Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan, you are also a big shot now. Why don't you have any spirit at all?"

Long Xue talked and laughed with Xiaoxiao while staring at Lin Fan, who was extremely implicit in drinking wine, and her words were particularly dissatisfied.

Lin Fan smiled and ignored it. Instead, he made Long Xue puff up his cheeks and then chatted with Xiaoxiao.

After drinking with everyone one after another, Lin Fan was too drunk. At this time, he also felt a little drunk. He immediately said to Han Rusheng, who persuaded him to drink, "I don't drink well, which makes the two big brothers laugh."

When he said this, Han Rusheng gave up the idea of continuing to drink, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and stopped talking.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the Tingfeng Pavilion. The dust on the street was flying. Nearly a hundred people came to surround the Tingfeng Pavilion aggressively. Everyone was dressed in white and arrogant. They looked like the children of a big family. When the group of people were separated from each other side, the old man who came out was even more guessed by others. Their identity.

The business hegemon of the southern region, the Korean family in Jiangdong!

"The man who killed the third young master is here. Arrest him and remember to live."

The old man stared at the plaque of Tingfeng Pavilion for a moment, and suddenly said coldly.

"Yes!"

The people in white responded in unison, and more than a dozen strong men suddenly rushed in. They were so scared that the shopkeeper of the Wind Pavilion hid beside him, and they didn't even dare to show their atmosphere.

The old man walked into the Tingfeng Pavilion and glanced at every drinker present with cold eyes. Those people in white checked at the table and knocked over a lot of things. For a moment, the whole Tingfeng Pavilion became chaotic again, which made the shopkeeper's cry bitterly. He knew best why this group of people came.

His eyes floated to Lin Fan's table. The shopkeeper was afraid of annoying the killer again and smashed his own shop, so he dared to come forward and laughed and said, "Several, few people, don't worry, the person you are looking for has left. Do you think you want to sit down and take a break and taste our craftsmanship of Fengge?"

"Get out of here!"

A woman in white came forward and kicked him aside. The shopkeeper rolled around a few times like a meatball, but he didn't dare to get up in pain.

"Look for it slowly. We have plenty of time."

The old man didn't even look at his orders to the people in white. The so-called contempt is nothing more than that.

"You guys, stand up!"

The woman in white arrogantly walked to Lin Fan's table and didn't even disdain to look at it, so she said.

Han Rusheng on the wine table suddenly frowned, and the water in his hand flashed and slapped on the table fiercely. The sound of the break shocked the woman in white and looked at the water and gas in astonishment.

"What do you mean?"

It seemed to know that these people in front of her could not be dealt with by herself, and the woman did not continue to be rude. Her tone was slightly relaxed, but she still looked high-high.

Her behavior made Han Rusheng's face extremely gloomy, as if she could see through the water.

Xiao Xuzi looked at him and naturally knew that his brother was really angry at this moment.

Han Rusheng is the next head of the Han family. Now he drinks and talks with his friends here, but he is actually interrupted by his family members. He undoubtedly slapped him in the face fiercely. How can this make him not angry?

"Are you from Xuexintang?"

Looking up at them, Han Rusheng's voice was low and a little angry.

But the woman in white did not realize that the person in front of her was the future master of the Han family. Hearing the three words Xue Xintang, her face was more arrogant, and she hummed faintly from her nose, "Since you know, why don't you stand up and ask us to investigate? The son of the third mistress was killed, which must have nothing to do with you!"

"Han Shaoming, that useless person is dead?" Han Rusheng's face changed slightly. He looked at Lin Fan unnaturally. Seeing that he was still interested in tasting Wanhua wine one by one, he was a little at ease and said coldly, "That kind of garbage will die, and you still want to fight for him?"

"What are you talking about?"

Several disciples of Xuexintang suddenly became angry and were about to start on the spot, but Han Rusheng raised his hand and slapped him in the air, making the Xuexintang disciple who wanted to do it spit blood on the spot and flew five meters to stop his body.

"You bastards, it seems that I haven't returned home for a few years, but it's a bunch of things in Xuexin Hall!"

Han Rusheng waved his robe sleeves, and several Xuexintang disciples were all beaten out by him, making a trace of light flash in the eyes of the old man at the door and whispered, "You said that you haven't been home for several years? Who are you? How can you know about Xue Xintang?

"Are you in charge of Xuexintang now?" Han Rusheng did not answer his words, but asked angrily.

The old man was stunned, because he couldn't confirm Han Rusheng's identity, and his tone was a little polite. He replied, "It's me, I don't know..."

"You have been abolished. Go back and tell the owner of the Han family. Just say that it means Han Rusheng. Get out!"

A wave-like pen shadow shook and directly bombarded the old man who was not guarded from the Tingfeng Pavilion. Even the good-quality door panel became fragments under this collision. It can be imagine how the old man who received a frontal blow would be hurt.

Boom! Boom!

Han Rusheng waved the king of the king of helin's pen, and more than a dozen Xuexintang disciples were directly bombarded out, fell into the crowd, and immediately knocked down.

"King of Hell Jingtao Pen, you are the young master!"

Seeing Han Rusheng's Star Palace, the old man who was originally bombarded out of the house with anger suddenly became dumbfounded. He knelt outside the Tingfeng Pavilion and said tremblingly, "No... I don't know if it's the young master here. I hope the young master can be graved!"

Young master?

Several Xuexintang disciples who were kicked out of the door were slightly stunned. They remembered the talented young master who had not returned to the Han family for several years. Their hearts were half cold. They quickly knelt down with the old man and cried and begged Han Rusheng not to blame him.

"Brother Lin, this matter."

Han Rusheng didn't care about the people in Xuexintang who knelt outside the door. He just looked at Lin Fan with some hesitation. He wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know where to open his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan suddenly shook his head and smiled and said, "It was my fault to kill your brother. If you want to avenge him, I can also understand."

"No, although I am related to him by blood, I am not a mother after all, and my relationship is not deep. And he is not as good as others. He will die. He can't blame anyone. Knowing that Lin Fan didn't care, Han Rusheng was more or less relieved. As for the unlucky third young master? Except for the third mother who doesn't like him, who else cares about his life or death?

A boulder in his heart fell to the ground, and Han Rusheng did not have the idea of continuing to blame them. Xuexintang is the elite in his family. Although these people in front of him are just rubbish, if they really kill them, they will be difficult to convince the public in the future.

He glanced at the snow-hearted people outside coldly. Han Rusheng waved his hand and said, "Get out of here!"

"Master Xie, Master Xie!"

How can the old man dare to mention anything about revenge for the third young master? It is already a great luck to escape his life in the hands of this young master with the name of hell. How dare he ask for too much? He doesn't have enough life!

Seeing that this group of people came fiercely and went, they were even more embarrassed. Suddenly, some people gathered outside the Feng Pavilion and began to guess what they said.

When some people saw Lin Fan, all the rumors were self-defeated. The people inside were Mr. Ao Jianlin!

After ten months of disappearance, not to mention the whole slaughter center, even in the southern continent, few people do not know Lin Fan's name. The existence of the water prince personally invited to fight, and it is also the rumored new generation of heavenly swords. All kinds of bright auras are unconsciously added to Lin Fan's head, making some people who have never seen Lin Fan very good. Strange.

"Did you see it? The man with the long sword inside is Mr. Ao Jianlin. He had bought medicine from me at the beginning!"

A guy who looks like a pharmacy mate stood in the crowd, showing off to others proudly. Sure enough, the people around him immediately cast an envious look at him, which made him very comfortable and talked endlessly. As for whether it was true or false, no one knew.

Lin Fan, who noticed this scene, smiled and ignored it. Anyway, his goal has been reached. Although it is a little different from his expectations, after this battle, I believe that the news of his return will spread all over the slaughter area. Everyone knows it!