"Who are you?

Who asked you to come in!"

Liu Yuting suddenly stood up. He was the one who specialized in today's situation to entertain Ma Tu. This man was so bold and reckless that he dared to trespass?

Isn’t this slap him in the face?

Bang! Jiang Beichen waved his hand, and Liu Yuting flew out and hit the wall behind him. The walls fell down. Liu Yuting's bones seemed to be disintegrating, staring at the man in front of him in horror.

What kind of strength is this?

He is at the peak of his external strength and is actually vulnerable.

"You stay honestly, I won't look for you!"

Jiang Beichen glanced coldly.

Immediately, I continued to look at Matu.

Matu couldn't help but shudder, as if he was staring at a lion, and felt a trembling feeling all over his body.

"Who are you?

Do you know I..." Pa! Before I finished speaking, a slap was already slapped on Matu's face.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Jiang Beichen asked coldly.

Ma Tu shook her head subconsciously with a confused expression.

Bang! Then another slap came over! "I usually don't slap people in the face unless this person is shameless!"

Ma Tu reacted now, fuck, he is the young master of the aristocratic family. This man was so brave that he dared to slap him in the face! "Fuck you..." Slap! Another moment, Ma Tu's face instantly swollen and deformed! "Come on!"

Jiang Beichen stretched out his hand, and naturally wanted the slingshot in Ma Tu's hand.

Matu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but knew that he was no match for him, so he had to hand over the slingshot honestly.

"So you are for the little girl from the Wei family?"

Matu suddenly realized it, and then his face looked a little unwilling.

He particularly liked this slingshot and was betting on the face with the Wei family. Now that he has been taken back, how can he be willing to do so?

"You fucking dare to rob my sister's stuff?"

Bang! Jiang Beichen slapped him again, and Ma Tu flew backwards and smashed the entire tea table.

“Bold!”

And at this moment, an old man suddenly walked in from outside and stood in a long robe.

"Who are you? How dare you attack my young master of the Ma family? Are you tired of living?"

The old man said with an angry face.

"Director Zhou, kill him!"

Matu climbed up from the ground with difficulty, with an angry expression.

It's a reversal. Matu has never been beaten like this since he was a child! Today I have to kill this kid! "Young man, if you lose your martial arts skills now, kneel down and apologize to my young master. I can spare your life, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Director Zhou spoke with a serious expression.

He is one of the three major directors of the Wu League and the loyal sect of the Ma family. His mission to come to Jinling is to be responsible for the safety of Ma Liang and his son.

"director?

Are you from the Martial Alliance?”

Jiang Beichen nodded, suddenly reached out his hand, directly grabbed the old man's neck, and slowly pulled it up from the ground.

Seeing this scene, Matu was stunned for a moment, and Liu Yuting also turned pale and knelt on the ground with a thud.

This is a martial arts master who was actually pinched in his hand like a little chicken, without any power to backhand?

"Uh...gu..." No matter how hard the old man struggled, he could not break free from those big hands.

"I haven't killed the Martial Alliance Director, it's much easier than killing a chicken!"

Crack! With a strange sound, the old man's head hangs down instantly, and was immediately thrown aside by Jiang Beichen like rags.

"You, who are you?"

Matu's eyes widened in horror and his whole body trembled.

Killing a master is like slaughtering a dog. What is this strength?

It's too scary! What is this person's identity?

However, Jiang Beichen's next move perfectly explained the answer.

I saw him slowly pull out a gorgeous plum blossom from his arms.

The fragrance is swaying, and the flowers are blooming in full bloom! Ma Tu's pupils suddenly locked! Liu Yuting's legs are also weak, and he instantly circles under his crotch.

This is the first place in the Hualong list, a plum tree! The flower branches flew away, directly penetrated Ma Tu's shoulder blades, and nailed him firmly to the wall.

"Hero! You save my life. I am the young master of the Ma family. As long as you save my life, I can tell my father that I recommend you to be the general secretary of the Wu League. No, I will let you be the head of the helm. Only if you don't kill me, I can give you anything!"

Matu shouted loudly in horror.

What I just said to Liu Yuting was just bragging! The shadow of a man and the name of a tree.

The other party killed ten martial arts masters in a row, and the hero Yizhimei, who stained the North Sea blood! Even the aristocratic races would be afraid of such an existence, not to mention that he was just a child of the Ma family.

What is it to be in front of others! "Born me?"

Jiang Beichen's lips curled up, "I'll ask you a question. If you can answer it, I'll spare you!"

"You said you said!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly: "The plum blossoms in the corner of the wall are blooming alone!"

"I know I know. Next sentence, I know it's not snow, because there is a faint fragrance!"

Matu shouted excitedly.

"What I want to ask is not the next sentence, what I want to ask is the meaning of this poem!"

Jiang Beichen spoke sinisterly.

Matu was stunned.

meaning?

Who knows this! I'm aware of the theory! "Don't know?"

"Okay, then I'll tell you!"

Jiang Beichen nodded and said lightly: "It means that I will not be with your Ma family!"

Bang! As soon as a fist went down, Matu's chest suddenly sunken. Matu's eyes widened incredible, looked down at his chest, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, dyeing the collar on his chest red.

Immediately, my head twitched twice and stopped moving.

Silence! Even the air in the entire private room seemed to have solidified.

Liu Yuting only felt his head buzzing.

Matu is dead! The dignified young master of the aristocratic clan was extremely arrogant just now and arrogant. He became a cold corpse in a blink of an eye.

"Great, hero, please spare your life!"

Liu Yuting was trembling.

"Climb here!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly.

Liu Yuting's figure froze for a moment, and did not dare to neglect at all. He quickly crawled over from the ground on his knees, just like a little Corgi raised at home.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Jiang Beichen slowly lifted his head and said lightly: "Go back and tell you that I will disband the Jinling Martial Alliance within a week, otherwise, the Red Clan!"

After saying this, Jiang Beichen slowly let go, turned around and walked outward.

Liu Yuting let out a long sigh and fell softly to the ground.

Immediately, my heart started to jump again.

Yizhimei asked her father to disband the Jinling Martial Arts Alliance?

How is this possible?

Although Liu Ziyi is the leader of the alliance, he has no right to dissolve the Martial Alliance! Wouldn't that be against the Ma family?

But if it doesn't disband, Yizhimei said it clearly just now.

The Red Clan! At this moment, the Liu family was really driven to the blade, and both sides could not afford to offend! Liu Yuting looked sad and quickly took out his phone and called his father Liu Ziyi.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.
To be continued...