Without waiting for Han Sanqian to react, the leader had already grabbed Han Sanqian's collar and lifted Han Sanqian up: "Boy, what did you fuck you just said?"

"It's a great kindness to the Lord of the City, how dare you not give me a face?"

That guy was extremely vicious, with a cold face and anger. He was about to swallow Han Sanqian alive in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the people next to him did not think that the leader's behavior was reckless, but instead pointed the finger at Han Sanqian: "You are right. If you don't give me a face to the Lord of the City, you won't give me a face to wait. No one will feel pitiful if you die."

"Actually, it is a small matter to be said that the face of the Lord of the City is a small matter, and the face of the gods from heaven is a big matter. In fact, it is a small matter to be together for everyone to have a dinner and drink. It is the top priority to congratulate him in unison to thank him for his power. This person refused to even agree with this. Obviously, he was either disrespectful to the gods from heaven, or he must be the minions of the Demon Cloud Ghost City. His heart should be punished and his heart should be destroyed."

Everyone's tongues were like swords, and they wished that the sword would take Han Sanqian's life.

As these people spoke harshly and despised themselves for the punishment of the barbarians, the anger of the onlookers around them was instantly ignited.

"It is not only disrespectful to God, but also a remnant of the Demon Cloud Ghost City. This kind of thing will be killed naturally."

"Yes, kill him, kill him."

The anger of the crowd was like Han Sanqian had become a remnant in their mouths, shouting and beating.

However, old Ju hurriedly explained to others: "Don't misunderstand everyone, he is definitely not a remnant of the Demon Cloud Ghost City. He is just like us, a refugee who escaped from the Demon Cloud Ghost City."

"Yes, yes." The four old men beside Lao Ju also echoed one by one.

"Sir, you have a lot of them, so don't be as good as this young boy. I'll try to persuade him later." After Lao Ju said that, he hurriedly took out a piece of gold ingot from his bag and handed it to the leader.

Seeing this, the leader relaxed his tone a little, pulled the gold ingot into his hand, and said, "I don't want to do this either, but in order to thank God for his kindness, I have to do this." After the words, he relaxed his hand and then put Han Sanqian down.

With a bang, Han Sanqian sat heavily on the chair, his skin numb, he smiled bitterly, and said, "You always say you want to respect God's power. Have you asked him what kind of respect he really needs?"

Hearing this, the leader frowned: "Boy, what were you saying?"

"Aren't what I said clear enough?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly.

He himself is the so-called gods from heaven among these people, and the result is that these guys who have always said they want to thank the gods for their kindness have been asking for trouble for him.

Why not a huge irony?

However, Lao Ju is an old fried dough stick after all. He was not just relying on the luck of lottery after living in the Demon Cloud Ghost City for so long. He knew it well. Just when the leader was about to get angry, he quickly stuffed another ingot of gold, and laughed repeatedly and said, "Haha, sir, children are ignorant and nonsense, don't just tell me."

"Today, it is all about the grace of God and man. This is a happy event. There is really no need to cause any unpleasant things, right?"

After the words came, Lao Ju pushed Han Sanqian up and signaled Han Sanqian to say something soft.

The leader glanced at another ingot of gold in his hand, which was short in his hand. Besides, Lao Ju's words made sense. He nodded and glared at Han Sanqian: "Boy, this time, I will forget about you for the sake of the power of the gods and man, but if I hear you have any disrespect to the gods and man, be careful that your head will not be protected."

After saying that, he looked at the soldiers behind him and said coldly: "Look at him. If this kid is still sitting here for a long time, he will kill him on the spot for his crime of disrespect."

After saying that, he glared at Han Sanqian coldly and left angrily with a few people.

After the man left, Lao Ju and others looked at Han Sanqian with a gaze, obviously worried that a young man like Han Sanqian would not bow his head. If he really became stubborn, he would only suffer.
Chapter completed!