"Get out of the way!" A young man came over with dozens of strong men, his steps as if he had no recognition from his relatives.

It turned out that the commander who was still despising the two of them was panicked for a moment, so he hurried over and said, "Young Master Han Ling is here, the little old man is missing the welcome!"

Han Ling looked at it disdainfully and snorted coldly: "Hurry up and prepare a room for me, I want to drink here!"

"Young Master, the shop tips here are already full, except for these tables, there are really nothing else!" The in charge pointed to the table below and said embarrassedly.

"Bastard! What is my identity? I want to be with these lowly untouchables here. What do you think I am! The person who comes drags him out for me! Beat!" Han Ling said furiously.

"No! Young Master, please spare me!" The shopkeeper was obviously afraid and did not dare to look at Han Li, so he kept begging for mercy.

Han Yi stared at Han Li with a playful look on his face, looking at his fat face, wearing gold and silver, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more obvious. My mother was throwing her head and blood outside. These bastards were actually pulling my back here.

"Who is he!" Han Yi asked Dian Wei behind him in a cold voice.

Dian Wei looked at the good-looking Han Ling and said, "The only son of the third uncle of the king, named Han Ling, is arrogant and domineering! He is known as Yitianhu!"

"Yitianhu! If it weren't for Gu's support, he wouldn't have made such a mistake. Now it seems that my fault is still mine!" Han Yi laughed at himself, slowly putting down the cup in his hand, and his body was filled with momentum.

"I don't dare!" Dian Wei quickly apologized.

"Lord! Do I want to stop it?" Xu Chu said worriedly.

Han Yi waved his hand and said, "No! Look at what this guy wants to do!"

"I'm asking you again! Is there any?" Han Ling's face turned red and his neck was thick! Looking at the charge, he slapped his mouth.

The manager was so scared that he quickly pressed his eyes on his eyes, but he didn't feel the pain. He quickly opened his eyes and saw the strong man he had just despised, grab Han Ling's arm and smiled, "Young Master, please forgive me if you want to forgive me!"

"You bastard, you a plaintiff, dare to catch me! You still don't let go!" Han Ling said furiously.

"Young Master said that, you let him go!" the strong man asked tentatively.

The cold man on Han Ling's head was on the verge of surprise and quickly greeted the men next to him, "What are you doing when you are standing stupid? Just beat me!"

"yes!"

Dozens of Hanzhong raised their hands and hit the man's head. The strong man had no choice but to put down Han Ling in his hand, kicked him up, and flew out alone.

Han Yi below was eating the dish and watching the noise calmly. Xu Chu, who was beside him, looked at the strong man's skills and rubbed his hands: "This guy has great force!"

Four or five men were knocked to the ground by the man. Seeing that something was wrong, a soldier quickly pulled out the machete in his hand and chopped the strong man behind.

"when!"

I saw an iron rod stretching out. The iron rod was eight feet long and about the same height as the man. The pattern on it was strange. The man stared at the soldier below and said, "It's really a little man to bully the less, and to bully an unarmed person!"

"Get out!" The man in his hand picked up the iron staff in his hand and slapped the soldiers away as if he was playing a ball.

When they saw the fight, everyone applauded. Seeing Yitianhu suffer a loss, they were naturally happy and wished that Han Ling would die sooner.

Seeing that he had not brought enough staff, Han Ling was almost unable to suppress the two of them, so he hurriedly said, "Hurry! Hurry! Get the guards in the mansion!"

"But the master must know that it is so large-scale! "The confidant beside him said worriedly.

Han Ling was furious and said, "Do you listen to me or my father!"

"Touch!" He punched Han Ling in the face, knocked him to the ground, looked at the dazed soldier and said, "Go! Go and find your lord! I want to see what kind of father he is, and handed over his child to this now."

"This...this..." The soldier looked confused, but after thinking for a long time, he hurried back to bring the reinforcements.

Han Ling looked at the strong man and said, "Bastard! I want to kill you!"

"Boy! You are the only three-legged cat, so stay honestly!" As he said that, he found a rope and tied it up.

Looking at the man beside him, he said, "Thank you, brother, for your help!"

"You're welcome!" the man waved.

"You two are waiting, waiting for my father to come back! You will definitely kill you! I want you to die better than death!" Han Ling was furious, his fat cheeks looked fierce.

The strong man looked at Han Ling and snorted coldly: "I heard that this Korean king recruits talents and respects the wise and the wise men now seems to be just a fame! I just entered the city and knew that the three tigers of Yangdi, and the dignified Korean countries could all show you, a thing that relies on people's power. I think this South Korea is not good, but I offended it now! I offended it to the end. I, Peng Yue, are not afraid of things!"

"Peng Yue..." Han Yi smiled lightly and drank the wine in his hand. If he hadn't come here with a glass of wine, he would have lost a general today.

Dian Wei, who was about to have an attack, was comforted by Han Yi. He wanted to see what kind of waves were like Han Ling.

"What the hell are these three tigers in Yangdi!" Han Yi said calmly.

Xu Chu laughed and cried in his heart: "I don't know if I wait!"

"Who dares to touch my son!" A gorgeous and wealthy man came over. He was wearing a luxurious dress, wearing a silver hairpin on his head, holding a sword in his hand, and rushed towards him with a fierce attack! Following him, hundreds of knights were following him.

"I did it!" Peng Yue knew that there was a fierce battle next time, and the sword in his arms was pulled out. His resolute cheeks were staring at the man in front of him. The murderous aura in his eyes was scattered. He was burly and eight feet long, his arms were like monkeys, his body was like a tiger's back, and his waist was like a bear. This was the posture of a tiger general.

"It's you who hurt my son!" The sword in Han Qi's hand was shaking, looking at Peng Yue.

"And I! Wuqiujiu!" The man holding an iron rod suddenly pulled the iron rod in his hand to the ground, and the stone that turned out to be very hard suddenly broke into pieces.

Han Qi was trembling with anger and said furiously: "Kill them for me!"

"Uncle is so majestic!" Han Yi slowly put down the knife in his hand, wiped his hands and mouth with a towel, and said neither salty nor lightly.

"Who dares to marry me? I believe it or not. I will punish you for a crime of pretending to be a royal family!" Han Qi was dizzy when he was old and did not see clearly. Han Yi cursed.

"Is that true! I want to see how you cure my sins!" Han Yi's voice became cold.

"The king is here! You can't kneel down quickly!" Dian Wei's roar shook the whole world.
Chapter completed!