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Chapter 120(1/2)

You guys go together, I will fight you and a group of people one by one.

Not only did Shen Lang kick Changsun Chong away, but now he has provoked the group of servants he brought.

What's this?

This is contempt.

Nude contempt!

His meaning is very obvious, not only you, Changsun Chong, is a waste.

You guys are all a bunch of weak guys.

Faced with Shen Lang's extremely arrogant words, the group of strong men reacted instantly.

"Brothers, avenge your son!"

The leading man immediately shouted with a fierce bullet.

Although his heart was full of timidity, his master was kicked unconscious by the kid.

If I don’t avenge my master, wouldn’t that be too incompetent?

Then how can I follow Changsun in the future?

So he had to bite the bullet, wave the stick in his hand, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

"ah!"

Just as Shen Lang was about to take action, he heard Biaozi roaring in the corner.

I saw him holding a table and rushing up.

Biaozi used the table as a shield and rushed forward suddenly, and instantly knocked three or four strong men away.

Then he raised the table above his head and smashed it hard at the head of the strong man.

Bang!

With a loud bang falling, the table was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The strong man on the ground even covered his arms and legs, rolling in pain on the ground.

Biaozi is also a person who has been on the battlefield and experienced a battle of life and death.

Facing these little hooligans, it was like a wolf entering the flock of sheep.

I saw him beat him up.

After a while, the group of strong men lay on the ground and screamed in pain.

Shen Lang looked at Biaozi with satisfaction.

"Tie Changsun Chong and throw all the waste out."

Shen Lang said as he turned around and walked upstairs.

After all, the beautiful girl Liu Mo Nong was still waiting for him in the boudoir.

How could he miss it?

"Who dares to be selfless at the Tang Dynasty's laws?"

With a roar sounded, Shen Lang stopped immediately.

Another thing is a blind eye.

The visitor is naturally the butler of the Changsun family.

When Changsun Wuji learned that his son was beaten, he naturally had no choice but to send his own housekeeper to save the Changsun family's face.

But when I saw the servants on the ground, and the Changsun Chong, who had already fainted from his face with blood.

The butler's heart trembled in an instant.

Looking at the entire Chang'an City, who dares to hit the Changsun family?

What's more, he is the eldest son of the Changsun family!

In order to maintain the face and status of the Changsun family.

This person must die!

"Call me!"

Shen Lang turned his head to look at the butler and said lightly.

"hey-hey."

I saw Biaozi grin and rushed forward impatiently.

Although his body was extremely fat, his speed had no effect at all.

Facing Biaozi rushing towards him, the butler was stunned on the spot.

What does this mean?

Why don’t you play according to the routine?

At least you have to ask who I am?

Why do you take action when you have a disagreement?

I am the butler of Changsun’s family!

If you hit me, it would be like hitting the prime minister Changsun Wuji of the dynasty.

But he forgot a little bit, Shen Lang, company commander Sun Chong, dared to beat him, let alone him, a dog slave?

In the blink of an eye, Biaozi rushed to the butler and beat him up.

After a while, the housekeeper was beaten to the point of bleeding, and his nose and face were swollen.

"Go back and tell Changsun the old slut to use the money to redeem his son, otherwise the young master would chop Changsun and rush to feed the dog!"

Shen Lang raised his foot and stepped on the butler's head and said with a smile.

The extremely evil smile on the corner of his mouth made people shudder!

"Do you know who I am?"

The housekeeper endured the pain in his body and shouted in great anger.

"I care who you are!"

As Shen Lang said that, he raised his foot and kicked the butler away as if he was playing a ball.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the housekeeper fell to the ground.

His pig-killing voice rang out, causing the Chang'an talented man who was watching the fun around him to tremble all over.

At this time, they still had the intention of watching the fun and couldn't wait to leave here.

But Changsun Chong and the strong men were lying at the gate of Zuiyun Pavilion, and they had no way out!

"Hurry, go back home and report to the master."

The butler said weakly while spitting blood.

"etc!"

As Shen Lang finished speaking, the men who were trying to leave couldn't help but tremble all over.

Killing God, please let us go.

We are just a bunch of dogs!

Their legs were weak one by one and they kept praying silently in their hearts.

"Go back and tell the old Yin guy, and I'll be more interesting in the future."

Shen Lang immediately said with great domineeringness.

And as his words fell, the servants around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he carried the butler and fled in panic.

At this time, Changsun Chong was sitting down under his butt and pretending to be dead, waiting for Changsun Wuji to come to save him.

"Madam, find two girls to accompany my brother."

Shen Lang said meaningfully at Biaozi.

Looking at Biaozi's shy face, Shen Lang couldn't help laughing to the sky and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

As the door of Liu Monong's boudoir opened and closed, the talented man onlookers instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

But as the fear in their eyes disappeared, they instantly replaced by envy, jealousy and hatred.

That is the boudoir of Liu Moonong, a flower courtesan in Pingkangfang!

How many young talents have always dreamed of!
To be continued...
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