Chapter 263

Su looked at Fu Su coldly with a calm face.

To be fair, these four sons of Qihuang City, in Su Han's eyes, are a group of little children who don't grow hair.

Young and frivolous, he often doesn't know how thick the sky is, like an aggressive rooster. If you suffer losses, you must come back.

Looking at Fusu like this, I think that after eating in my hands, I haven't been very comfortable during this period. Today, I may have drunk more wine and went crazy with alcohol.

It's just that this method is a little too slap.

"Son Su, Mr. Su, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the dog drank too much and talked wildly. I hope you don't care about the villain and don't care about him."

At this moment, a dark-faced middle-aged man strode out and walked to the table. He pulled Fu Su fiercely and staggered him.

Fu Su stared angrily. Even if the other party was his father, he did not show any weakness. He stared and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't pull me! What are you going to do about young people's affairs?

Fusu's family is a true alternative in Qihuang City.

His father is called Lao Jiu. He likes to drink the most. Every time he drinks, he will get drunk, especially after Fu Su becomes famous, there is no pressure at all. Basically, he retreats to the second line and let go.

Today's banquet was invited by many old friends and had no choice but to come.

When I saw my son have such a thing, I hurried over.

"Wind City Lord, Mr. Su, the child is ignorant, don't pay attention to it. I'll take him back first so as not to disturb your drinking. Lao Jiu pulled Su and walked out.

Feng Wuji didn't say a word and stared at the father and son, with a trace of thought in his eyes.

He seemed to feel that there was something wrong with today's atmosphere. Not far away, the heads of several families sat together and muttered, as if they were plotting something.

As a strong man's instinct, Feng Wuji keenly felt that they seemed to be hiding something from themselves.

"Don't pull me, I won't leave!"

"I still want to drink!"

"Sunzi, you are the envoy, right? Come on, I like Su to make friends with young talents like you. Come on, let's have another drink. Although you are an envoy, you can't look down on people. I'll help Su toast you. It's... hiccup..."

After saying that, Fu Su shook away Lao Jiu, picked up a cup again from the table next door, and continued to walk towards Su Han.

Su Han raised his eyebrows and took a look at Feng Wuji. When he saw the solemn color on Feng Wuji's face, he also smelled an unusual meaning from here.

Although Fu Su is young and frivolous, he has always been a fool to become one of the four princes of Qihuang City.

Today, on the occasion of so many people, I have done such a Meng Lang thing, and I think there is another plan.

It's just...what on earth does he want to do?

Is it...extreme fire?

Su Han's mind has already thought of this aspect.

Since killing Fang Chunyang that day, Su Han has been very cautious. He is very clear about Huo Ying's character.

The old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years is not notorious and full of evil, but it is definitely not a good kind.

If he kills his men, he will never give up.

Is it possible that some families in this city have been connected with the Extreme Fire Sect?

"I'll drink with you!"

Just as Su Han's thoughts were flying, the sound of vines suddenly sounded in his ear.

Man stood up, picked up the glass, filled a glass of wine, and walked towards Fusu.

After two steps, she staggered under her feet as if she had tripped over something, and the glass in her hand suddenly flew out.

Like a roaring arrow, it made a sharp sound of breaking through the air and flew to Fu Su and went straight to his forehead.

Dong!

With the crisp sound, the hard white porcelain wine glass hit Fusu's face and turned into a smashed, sharp porcelain piece, piercing his skin like a knife, oozing red blood.

The ** in the wine glass was also sprayed out, spilling the faces of the father and son.

Fu Su let out a scream, subconsciously covered his forehead, and his eyes turned red.

"Ah, I'm really sorry. Your feet are soft, which scares you. Tut, as one of the four princes in Qihuang City, why can't he even catch a wine glass? It really disappoints the slave family.

Man Man said with a smile.

Su Han may still be in the face and will not do anything out of order at this banquet. After all, the main purpose of this banquet is to thank and thank these people for providing soul bones.

But Manman has no pressure at all.

As a woman, she is still a beautiful woman, and she still has this privilege.

"You!"

"What are you!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The wound on the forehead is stained with hot wine, like burning pain, but the pain is secondary, mainly psychological humiliation.

Fu Su didn't expect that as soon as she found a little face from Su Han, she was retaliated by this woman so tragically.

Moreover, although he drank a lot of wine, he did not drink to the point of drunkenness, but the glass just now was unavoidable. He was hit straight in the face and broken.

With such humiliation, Fu Su is going crazy.

Bang!

As soon as his voice fell, Manman's hand suddenly raised, and between the sparks of the electric stones, it hit him hard in the face.

The crisp sound stunned a group of people.

This slap was extremely heavy, and Fu Suwa spewed blood. Several white teeth were knocked off, and there was no longer any appearance of jade trees facing the wind.

"You!"

Like a crazy beast, staring at Manman, Fu Su's face was ferocious, and the blue veins on his forehead couldn't help beating, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He turned around and suddenly looked at Feng Wuji.

"Wind City Lord, I came today. In fact, there is a very important thing to inform the city owner, and I hope the city lord can see it clearly!"

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it another day. I don't have time today."

Feng Wuji said coldly, and his voice was also obviously cold.

This kind of thing happened at the banquet held in his house today. No matter how generous Feng Wuji is, there is still a trace of grudge in his heart.

You are crazy on weekdays, but now you still have such a thing. What on earth do you want to do?

"No!"

"Be sure to say it now!"

"This is a very important matter, even related to the survival of our Huangcheng, and your life and reputation as the city owner."

Hearing this, the crowd was in an uproar.

Fu Su's words are a little too serious.

What the hell is going on?

For a while, the eyes of the crowd were a little curious.

Feng Wuji's heart thumped, and there was also a deep doubt in his heart. After a moment of silence, he said, "You say it."

"Hahahaha..."

Fusu laughed and had his mouth with two teeth knocked off. The gap was extremely obvious, but he didn't care at all.

Two steps forward, he stretched out an index finger, suddenly pointed straight at Su Han, and said loudly, "Wind City Lord, what I want to say is this superior!"

"As far as I know, he is not a superior at all!"

"His true identity is a demon! Everyone gets it and kills them!"

Fu Su's shout was like a thunderstorm in the flat bottom, which stunned many people and even stood up.

Is it evil outside the sky?

How is that possible?

The envoy who was treated carefully by the city lord would be a demon outside the world. If such a thing spreads, Qihuang City will definitely become a real laughing stock.

Almost in an instant, the mouths of the dumb bully and Tu Hao stopped eating wildly, and the food choked in their throats and their faces turned pale.

Others don't know their details, but they know them clearly.

Where on earth did this person get such news?

This is a devastating blow to the four people!

Because Su Han is not only a demon outside the sky, but also killed the Irving Heavenly Wusheng with one arrow!

This is definitely a deep blood feud!

If such news spreads, the whole life will be eager to eat Su Han's meat and drink Su Han's blood.

For a while, Tu Hao and Dumb King sweated in front of their hearts and backs, making their clothes wet.

Sitting in place as if you were in the fixed method, your whole body is on extreme alert.

It can be imagined that if the identities of several people are really exposed under the surroundings of so many strong people in this city lord's mansion, it will be a devastating disaster.

Even if the boss can fight, he may not be able to break out.

The two looked up at Su Han carefully, but saw Su Han's calm face, as if they didn't care at all.

My mood calmed down a little, but I didn't dare to be careless. I was ready to run away at any time.

"Fu Su!"

"You drank too much!"

"Get out of here!"

Hearing Fu Su's words, Feng Wuji's face turned pale, and his eyes were covered with a thick layer of frost. He reached out to the gate to drive Fu Su out of the door.

To be honest, when I first heard the news, Feng Wuji's heart also contracted violently.

But soon, he calmed down.

He knows the mystery hidden in Su Han better than anyone else, especially after killing Fang Chunyang, Feng Wuji is 100% convinced that Su Han is definitely from above.

Otherwise, how can such a thing be done?

Moreover, the woman beside Su Han is also extremely strong. The flame she can make is obviously not ordinary.

In addition to the Extreme Fire Sect, the one who is best at using flames in this world is Imson.

She will never be a fireman, so she must be an aperman.

Even if...

Ten thousand steps back, even if Su Han is really not a superior, it must be inextricably linked to Changshengtian. On the one hand, the star bow can never be fake, and on the other hand, in the chat, several people are extremely familiar with the martial arts saints and Linglong of Changshengtian, and the possibility of counterfeiting is negligible.

After all, even if you are the lord of the city, you dare not know much about Lord Wusheng.

Fu Su was stunned when he said this.

"Get out of here!"

"After three breaths, still stand here, die!"

Feng Wuji roared, and the soul power of his whole body had risen to the extreme.

In front of Su Han, Fu Su said such words not only in Su Han's face, but also in his own face.

Under the pressure of Feng Wuji's strong momentum, Fu Su had a sneer at the corners of his mouth, but there was no fear on his face.

He straightened his waist, reached into his arms, and gently took out a picture scroll.

"Wind City Lord, please stare and have a good look. This is a wanted notice issued by the Jihuo Sect a few months ago! Look, are these people on the wanted notice a little similar to our superiors?