The strong man and the middle-aged man changed their expressions.

The middle-aged man stood up, pointed to the nose of the warrior surnamed Huang and said, "Stop slandering people, which ear did you hear me curse against Mr. Chen Hanzhou?"

"Why, dare to say but dare not take it, dare not admit it?"

The warrior surnamed Huang mocked him: "You won't think that everyone is deaf, right? I'm more than the one I hear."

After saying that, the warrior surnamed Huang nodded at Lin Chongnu: "This brother must have heard it too."

Lin frowned.

He didn't expect that he was shot while lying down.

But he is indeed close.

Even if he didn't hear it, the middle-aged man probably wouldn't believe it. After all, the middle-aged man just lost control of his emotions and did not deliberately lower his voice.

The middle-aged man's expression became ugly, and he was angry and regretful.

What is angry is that the warrior surnamed Huang is despicable and shameless.

What I regret is that I shouldn’t speak bad words and let my opponent catch the handle.

"The surname is Huang, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and glared at the warrior surnamed Huang, with a raging fire burning in his eyes.

"Everyone cares about unfairness when seeing the road."

The warrior surnamed Huang looked righteous: "Wuji Sect is the leader of the martial arts world in our eastern provinces, and Lord Chen Hanzhou is the invincible Martial Saint of Gangjin. If you say bad things about them behind your back, you can't get along with me, Huang!"

The second half of the sentence was said by the warrior surnamed Huang, who deliberately increased the volume and spread throughout the audience.

In an instant, everyone in the teahouse looked here.

Wuji Sect and Chen Hanzhou are undoubtedly the two most dazzling names in the martial arts world at present, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

The middle-aged man's face turned blue and white, and cold sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead.

He realized that things today might not be able to be good.

If a warrior surnamed Huang complains to Wujimen, then from now on, there will be no other place for the eastern provinces to establish themselves.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's eyes gradually became gloomy and dangerous.

The strong man took a half step forward quietly, blocking the middle-aged man and the warrior named Huang, and asked directly: "Brother Huang, do you want to hug Wujimen's thigh?"

The mind was exposed by the strong man, and the warrior surnamed Huang couldn't help but become angry.

"Why can't I hold the thighs of Wuji Sect if you can join the Tianlong Sect? At least Wuji Sect is much better than the Tianlong Sect that is rolling back to his hometown in shame!"

"I understand."

The strong man looked rough and bold, but his words were clearly organized: "But before hugging his thighs, you have to ask if he would accept it. The Baolin Sect wanted to surrender to the Wuji Sect, but what was the result? Qi Changlin was the grand master of Danjin, but he couldn't even see the face of Master Chen. Do you think they would treat you differently?"

Now it was the turn of a warrior named Huang who looked ugly.

"People should have self-knowledge."

The middle-aged man finally vented his anger and stood behind the strong man and sarcastically said: "There are so many people who want to hug Wujimen's thighs now. Which onion are you? People don't even look down on you!"

"I'm so mad!"

The warrior surnamed Huang was so angry that he smoked his orifices, pointing at the middle-aged man and cursing: "Do you, a turtle without eggs, dare to fight me?"

"When you fight, you're afraid of whoever!"

The middle-aged man immediately rolled up his sleeves.

Seeing that the full martial arts were about to be staged, the strong man quickly stopped it and persuaded him with great sincerity: "Brother Bai, Brother Huang, why do we have to go too far? What are the conflicts in the past in the face of the upcoming storm? What should we do most is unity, not division!"

"I don't care!"

The face of the warrior surnamed Huang was flushed and he was completely angry: "Today there is me or not, he or not!"

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man looked at the vacancy and kicked the warrior surnamed Huang hard in the chest.

The warrior surnamed Huang suddenly flew backwards and smashed two tables and chairs.

Fortunately, he was not seriously injured on the spot with the protection of his body.

Even so, my chest felt unbearable pain and my whole body was even more furious.

"How dare you attack your father!"

A warrior named Huang jumped up from the ground with a carp, his eyes turned red, his face twisted, and he rushed towards the middle-aged man fiercely.

The strong man who was originally in the middle sighed, moved aside, and chose to stand by and watch without helping each other.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The middle-aged man and the warrior surnamed Huang were instantly mingled.

The two sides obviously have a deep grudge. Once they take action, they will be ruthless and will try to get the key points, hoping to tear the other side apart.

"Fighting! Fighting!"

"There's a good show!"

"It seems to be the white hall owner of Dingweiwu Pavilion and the yellow hall owner of Zhenfengwu Pavilion..."

"Their martial arts halls are not far away and are competitors. I guess they have disliked each other for a long time. I am not surprised when I fight today..."

The warriors in the teahouse were surrounded and watched the fun with enthusiasm, and they were talking.

Lin Chong hid in the crowd and also regarded himself as a crowd of onlookers.

Although there are endless struggles between hidden sects and undercurrents, the middle and lower classes of the martial arts world seem to have not been significantly affected and are still full of vitality.

The crisis will take time.

The storm also takes time.

This is a top-down process, inside-out process.

At present, the martial arts world can barely maintain stability. If there is no intervention, it will only become more and more chaotic in the future.

"I heard that the Baiguan Master cursed Wujimen and Lord Chen Hanzhou, and the Huangguan Master mocked him a few words. The two of them had a new and old hatred, so they fought so hard..."

Finally, a perverted person told the real reason for the two to fight.

"It's really related to Wuji Sect?"

As if the mute button was pressed, the discussion in the teahouse came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked at each other, looking at each other's expressions.

When he spoke again, his words became cautious and cautious.

Misfortunes come from the mouth and ears are all golden words passed down by our ancestors.

“It’s so impulsive…”

"Yes, yes, the owner of Bai and the owner of Huang are both people with identities, why bother to such a quarrel?"

"Owner Han, why don't you persuade me quickly?"

The strong man surnamed Han had a frown and his face was as deep as water.

Lin Chong, who watched coldly, could feel the inner entanglement of the strong man.

It is a fact that a middle-aged man cursed Wuji Sect, and this is exactly why the strong man is confused.

With the remaining power of killing two great masters of the Five Qi Dynasty, Chen Hanzhou's personal reputation is chasing Du Huaizhen, who dares to strode the tiger beard of Wuji Sect?

The strong man dared not.

The middle-aged man fought with the warrior surnamed Huang more and more fiercely. From one end to the other, the aftermath of the energy continued to spread, and the tables and chairs in the teahouse fell into pieces and turned into pieces.

"stop!"

A sudden shout came from the door, like thunder thunder on the ground, which made everyone's eyes and ears dazzled.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure dragged the strong wind and ruthlessly inserted between the middle-aged man in the fierce battle and the warrior surnamed Huang, and separated the two.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!