"ah!"

Because of the battle between Hei Feng and the monk, there were many people watching the fun. Some sharp-eyed people saw the monk holding a sharp weapon between his fingers and wanted to kill him secretly. They thought that the person who fell to the ground would definitely see blood, but they did not see him and were stopped by a small child.

Seeing the child with a bald head, everyone around him looked slightly flashing. It seemed that he was an extraordinary child. Just by taking action, he could subdue the monk, which was enough to show his ability.

But what was unexpected was that this little hand was so straightforward and hesitant to break the monk's hand without any hesitation. This style was surprising.

"I'm so dark, it's okay if I don't want this hand."

As she spoke, her hand had completely broken the monk's hand, and her hand bones were completely broken. Her whole hand suddenly became soft, and even the sharp weapon held between her fingers fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ah... Xiao, young master, please spare your life..." If that man didn't know that he had messed with someone he couldn't mess with, he would have been in vain for years. He didn't care about his own hands and just kept begging for mercy.

"Get out!" Tang Ning kicked, and he lay down, fell to the ground and rolled and crawled.

Heifeng came to her side and lowered his head slightly: "Master Tang, I'm embarrassing you."

"It's okay, just turn around and practice more." Tang Ning said, then he looked at the hawker monk who was wiping his cold sweat on the side and asked, "How much did you say just now?"

"This, this young man can just give him one hundred gold coins, one hundred gold coins." The monk said embarrassedly, stretching out a finger to compete. This boy looked harmless, but who knew that he would be so cruel?

Tang Ning glanced at him, then said to Xingtong: "Give him one hundred gold coins."

"Yes." Xingtong then took out a hundred gold coins and gave them to the monk.

The broken mirror had already been put away by Tang Ning. She had a bad time and her interest in shopping became weak. Tang Ning said, "Let's go! Go back." She got a strange mirror, and she also wanted to go back to see what happened?

However, before a few people walked out of the West Street, they were stopped by a group of people.

"Brother, it's them! That child is very evil, he broke my hand!" The monk who had been twisted by Tang Ning pointed at the few people angrily, and there were seven or eight monks around him, one of whom was a foundation-building monk.

"Cut down their hands and feet for me!" A monk in the lead drank in a dark way.

"Yes!" The seven or eight monks responded, took out an axe from behind, and actually chopped them up with the axe.

"It's actually the Axe Gang! Those people are going to be unlucky." The people who were watching around shook their heads and looked at Tang Ning and the others, as if they were looking at dead people.

There will inevitably be a mixture of various random cultivators in the city, and some of them are in groups. The people from this Axe Gang are composed of a random cultivator who do nothing on weekdays. Each of them has an axe, occasionally takes on mercenary tasks, and occasionally do shameful things. Their reputation is in this West Street, which can be said to be known to everyone.

Now that the children are involved in them, they are afraid they will be in trouble.
Chapter completed!