C11

Fatty shook his hands as he gasped for breath. It was not easy for him to unravel a sentence. "You." You. No. Misunderstanding! I'm not. Yes. "It was intentional!"

Murong Feng released his grip and said, "Then tell me clearly, why are you running around the streets like a madman in broad daylight?!"

Fatty straightened his neck and pointed at the back. "It was sent by Old Lady Mo!"

Murong Feng pulled Fatty away and immediately saw Zhang Lin Xuan dashing towards him.

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Murong Fengyi pushed the fatty away. He took two steps forward, picked up Zhang Lin Xuan and soared into the sky before landing gracefully on the rooftop.

The three vassals were all gasping for breath, sweating profusely as they sat to the side. From the looks of it, they had used up all their strength and collapsed.

At this moment, the fatty saw that the three vassals were no longer able to defend themselves, so he quickly ran up to them and fiercely kicked them a few times. He muttered under his breath, "Now I want you guys to chase after me!" Then they searched through their clothes.

Not long after, he found several gold ingots from the three vassals. After counting them, he hurriedly put them into his sleeves and spat at them, "You three liars deserve it!" Then he swaggered away!

Murong Feng flew down from the rooftop and landed right in front of him, blocking his way as he asked, "Why are you being chased by them?!"

When the fatty saw Murong Feng block his path, he ignored him and said angrily, "Good dog won't block his way! I'll have to trouble you to get out of my way! "

Mu Rong Feng pushed him and said, "Friend, what you did was wrong! It wasn't easy for the two of us to help you settle the three vassals. You don't even have the word 'thank', and you still call me a dog. Aren't you being too rude! " After saying that, she pushed him a few more times.

Seeing Murong Feng's overbearing attitude, the fatty's eyes were filled with panic. However, his mouth didn't spare anyone as he stammered, "You." You don't want too much. It's too much. You pissed me off, or I'll do it. Find someone to accept it. I'll take care of you! "

Murong Feng chuckled and stuck a fan into his bulging belly. "Oh? Is that so?! "Then I want to see who you will find to deal with me today!"

Fatty took a few steps back and quickly took out a small crossbow. Then, he shot a Dysprosium into the sky. The pedestrians on the street were startled by the noise, and a moment later they were surrounded by a crowd.

While the two of them were still in a stalemate, the three officials who had collapsed to the ground had already recovered. Noticing that something was wrong, they stealthily slipped away.

Seeing that Murong Feng was purposely teasing the fatty, Zhang Lin Xuan walked over and pulled on Murong Feng as he said, "Let's go. Why do you need to lower yourself to the same level as him!"

Murong Feng didn't move at all. Perhaps he was fighting with the fatty, but with a wave of his hand, he pushed Zhang Lin Xuan behind him and said to the fatty: "I won't fight with you today, lest others say that I am bullying someone without martial arts skills. But I must wait for your call for help! I want to see what kind of ability you have to dare to act so atrociously in front of me! "

Then he said to the crowd, "That damn fatty, I helped him out with good intentions, and he even called me a dog. Does everyone want an explanation?!"

After the crowd heard what Murong Feng said, they all started to point at Fatty.

"This fatty is clearly not a good person!"

"Right, an evil face!"

"Yo yo yo, isn't this the fatty who's been gambling for a while?!" "What's wrong with that, you won't pay if you lose?"

"What?! We won't pay him if we lose? Beat him up!"

Fatty saw that everyone was criticizing him, so he waved his hands and shouted, "It's not like that! It's not like that! "

Another person said, "Look, his mouth is quite tough!" Another person followed up, "Those who like to gamble are not good people!"

After Huang'er had sent Hua Xiao away, she was alone in the room, thinking hard: Who is this person who wants us to send the darts? Why did he want us to send this patricide sword to the Prince of Western Xia? Was there some kind of conspiracy? She stared blankly at the name of the person who had signed the escort note, "Ding Shitong."

Suddenly, a faint tweaking sound of dysprosium entered her ears. She immediately realized that this was the signal for their escort to call for help. Something must have happened to second senior brother outside!

She quickly stepped out of the door, called Xu Que who was playing dice with the escort, and rode off in the direction of the Dysprosium's cry with her weapon.

The fatty was sitting on the ground with a depressed look on his face. The noon sun was scorching him up, but a lot of sweat was already dripping down his face. Murong Feng was still playing with him, so he squatted down to look at him and said: "Hey, Fatty, have you called the person over yet?!" Everyone's getting hungry from waiting! " The surrounding people probably could not hold it in any longer, and they all advised, "It's fine if you are apologizing to this young master, but there's no point in wasting time like this!" Yeah, how big a deal is it?! Forget it! "

The fatty raised his head, narrowed his eyes and looked at the surrounding onlookers with a bitter expression before standing up abruptly. Due to him standing up too fiercely, he almost fell down, causing the crowd to let out a cry of alarm. The fat man steadied his hat, pointed at Murong Feng and said, "When my Junior Sister comes, you'll be the best!" He then looked at the sky, then looked left and right before sitting down on the ground.

Hearing that, Murong Feng laughed out loud and said, "Is your junior sister very powerful? As a seven foot tall man, you still need to rely on a woman to support you. Aren't you afraid that everyone will laugh? " Fatty disapproved and turned his head to sit on the ground without making a sound …

When everyone saw his actions, they all said he was a scoundrel. They advised Murong Feng not to lower himself to his level, so why waste time on him? Just do whatever you have to do, and let him go.

Zhang Lin Xuan stood to the side, not saying anything. He went to the shop beside them that was buying steamed buns and bought two steamed buns for each of them. The fatty took the steamed bun and started to gobble it down, completely looking down on the surrounding crowd of people.

Huang'er led her escort Xu Yu along the path of Dysprosium. After searching for a while, she still did not see where her second senior brother was. She was about to turn the horse around to look elsewhere. He heard a passerby saying, "That fatty was too funny. He was already in his thirties, and he sat on the ground like a child!" "Another person said," "That's right, and even said 'wait for his junior sister'. He, a man, still has to rely on a woman to stand up for him, it's not shameful!"

Huang'er understood what he meant, so she said to the passerby: "Where is the fat guy you were talking about?"

"Yes."