At the same time.
Looking at the arrogant and insufferably arrogant Fatso, Mu Qing's mouth twitched violently. She secretly said, "Brother Qin, aren't you going to stop him?"
"Why should I stop him?"
Qin Feiyang asked rhetorically.
Mu Qing said, "This is the trading pavilion. People who make trouble here will not have a good ending."
"You have to remember one thing."
"It's not us who are making trouble. It's them who are making trouble first."
Qin Feiyang said lightly.
He was also very puzzled.
The place where they were standing now was more than ten meters away from the door of the trading pavilion.
How could such a wide distance hinder his business in the trading pavilion?
They were obviously looking for trouble!
His style had always been that if you respected him, he would respect you tenfold.
But if they were looking for trouble, he was not afraid of trouble.
Yan Wei whispered, "Why do I feel that they are looking down on us?"
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang and Mu Qing were stunned. They looked at the two guards in black and then glanced at the crowd around.
They found that there was a trace of disdain on the faces of these people more or less.
"I understand."
"It must be because our current appearance is too ordinary."
"Especially you, Mu Qing."
"Look at you, dressed like this. If I were you and blocked my door, I would also drive you away."
Yan Wei said helplessly.
"Uh!"
Mu Qing said in surprise, "So, I am too low-key?"
"What do you think?"
Yan Wei rolled his eyes.
The status of the Divine City here was equivalent to the imperial capital of the Central Divine Kingdom.
The people here, no matter how poor they were, would dress decently.
Unlike this guy, who was dressed like a beggar.
Of course.
It did not mean that Mu Qing's current appearance was really sloppy and terrible.
Although his clothes were a bit old, they were still clean.
But compared with the other people's dressing, he was really no different from a beggar.
"Keeping a low profile can also attract trouble?"
Mu Qing began to feel unhappy.
He had disguised himself to enter the God City so that he wouldn't attract any attention.
Who would have thought that it would have the opposite effect?
Whoosh!
Suddenly.
He landed beside Fatso and blocked the door with Fatso. He said arrogantly, "If I don't cause a ruckus today, I'll write my name backwards."
"Ah!"
Fatso was surprised. Then, he hooked his arm around Mu Qing's shoulder and chuckled, "Fat Lord realized that you're not that bad after all!"
"Get lost. Do I know you that well?"
Mu Qing's face darkened.
If not for the anger in his heart, he would not have accompanied Fatso to do such a childish thing.
"You …"
Seeing this.
The two black-clothed guards were about to explode from anger.
"What about us?"
"Since you guys don't know how to treat your guests, Yours Truly will have to teach you guys a lesson."
Mu Qing sneered.
"Guest?"
"With your shabby appearance, how can you be worthy of being my trading pavilion's guests?"
"Let me tell you, if you know what's good for you, scram immediately. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"
The two guards said with disdain.
"You're welcome …"
"Then let me tell you, if you don't apologize to me today, no one will be able to enter this door, and no one will be able to come out."
Mu Qing crossed his arms and looked at the two of them in ridicule.
These two people were not weak. They were both Nine Star War Sect, so he was definitely not their match.
But he wasn't afraid at all.
Because right now, there were three lawless and ruthless characters here.
Naturally, it was Qin Feiyang, Fatso, and Yan Wei.
"You're courting death!"
The two black-clothed guards were enraged. At the same time, they stepped forward and slapped Fatso and Mu Qing.
"Are you really going to make a move?"
Fatso's gaze turned cold.
"Not only are we going to make a move, we're going to cripple you. We'll let you know the consequences of causing trouble in my trading pavilion!"
A cold light flashed in their eyes.
"Cripple us?"
Fatso's eyes narrowed slightly.
Boom!
A terrifying pressure suddenly surged out.
But it wasn't Fatso, it was Yan Wei!
The holy might was like a waterfall, instantly imprisoning the two guards in place.
And Yan Wei's move was naturally instructed by Qin Feiyang.
"What?"
"This is actually the holy might!"
The two guards' faces changed.
The surrounding crowd also turned pale with fright.
They never thought that there would be a war saint hidden among these inconspicuous people!
"How dare you be rude to my young master's friends. Even if it's your trading pavilion, this old man won't agree."
Yan Wei said expressionlessly.
At this moment, he was a white-haired old man, but it didn't affect his domineering aura in the slightest.
"Young master?"
"Who is his young master?"
"Could it be him?"
Everyone looked at Qin Feiyang, their eyes filled with bewilderment.
In fact, everyone was already used to this kind of thing.
Because in the Divine City, many young people would have a follower by their side.
Among these followers, there was no lack of powerful warriors of the war saint level.
However!
Without exception, all the young people who had followers were not simple.
In particular, these followers were war saints.
After all …
A Battle-Saint, no matter where they were, was a top-notch expert.
Therefore …
It was only at this moment that they realized that these people were not poor at all.
All of a sudden …
The place fell into dead silence.
Smack!!
But suddenly …
A loud slap sounded, breaking the atmosphere here.
"Hmm?"
Everyone looked over and their pupils suddenly constricted.
They saw that Fatso was slapping the two guards hard.
And he was merciless. Every slap landed solidly on their faces.
"Ah …"
In less than five breaths.
The two of them suffered dozens of slaps and screamed in pain.
Their faces were swollen like a pig's head.
"We were wrong!"
"We were blind, please spare us!"
The two of them couldn't help but beg.
"Wrong?"
"What were you doing earlier?"
Fatso sneered and punched the two of them in the mouth again. The two of them immediately spat out blood and their teeth were all broken.
"Ruthless enough!"
The surrounding crowd muttered in their hearts.
Although the two of them were indeed in the wrong, there was a saying that one had to look at the owner before beating a dog.
These two people were the guards of the transaction pavilion. Shouldn't they leave some face for the transaction pavilion?
Of course.
If he insisted on beating them, no one would dare to say anything. But he could change places!
But right in front of the entrance of the transaction pavilion, wasn't this equivalent to slapping the face of the transaction pavilion?
How could the transaction pavilion endure this?
Fatso retracted his arm and retreated back to block the door. He laughed happily: "Now you feel good, quickly apologize!"
"After beating up the people of my transaction pavilion, you still want them to apologize. You are really awe-inspiring!"
But at this moment.
A rather gloomy voice came from the transaction pavilion.
"It's the steward!"
The two guards trembled and looked inside the door as if they had seen their savior.
Qin Feiyang also raised his head to look and saw a black-clothed old man slowly walking out of the Transaction Pavilion.
The old man exuded a very strong aura. Yan Wei couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He transmitted a message: "He should be a Nine-star Battle Sage."
"So what?"
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.
"Get out of the way!"
The old man in black stopped behind Fatso and Mu Qing. He glanced at the two of them coldly and said in a commanding tone.
"Steward, is it?"
"You came at the right time. I was just about to ask, how does the transaction pavilion discipline its subordinates?"
Fatso and Mu Qing didn't move and looked coldly at the steward.
"You have beaten and scolded. Don't you think it's enough?"
The old man in black raised his eyebrows and said.
"Of course."
"We are injured mentally. It's not that easy to recover from mental injuries."
Fatso grinned.
The old man in black's eyes flashed coldly and asked, "Then what do you want?"
"What do we want?"
Fatso and Mu Qing looked at each other and smiled.
Fatso said, "I want to ask, do we owe you money?"
"No."
The old man in black shook his head.
"Then why did you show up with a black face as if we owed you millions?"
"You should know that we are the ones who are wronged now."
"And the transaction pavilion didn't discipline well. As the steward, shouldn't you apologize to us as soon as you come out?"
"Or is your current attitude the way you treat your customers in your transaction pavilion?"
"If that's the case, then I can only say that the transaction pavilion is really awesome."
Fatso gave a thumbs up with a face full of admiration.
However, anyone who understood the situation would be able to tell that he was mocking the Transaction Pavilion.
The old man in black's eyes darkened.
Now, he had an impulse to kill someone.
But he knew that he had to endure it.
Because there were too many people present now. If he made a move, the image of the transaction pavilion in the eyes of the world would completely collapse.
Although this was just a small matter, the impact was very big.
"Okay."
"I apologize to the two of you on their behalf."
"However, even if they were in the wrong, shouldn't you not hit them?"
The steward held back his anger and said.
"F * ck."
"They said that they wanted to cripple us. Can't we fight back?"
"The transaction pavilion is also overbearing. Is there any law? Do you really think that you are the ruler of the Forgotten Continent?"
Mu Qing said angrily.
"Hmm?"
The steward frowned and looked at the two guards. He shouted, "What's going on?"
"We …"
The two of them stammered and couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Hmm?"
"You still don't know what's going on?"
"Then why are you talking nonsense here?"
"Come, come, come. Young Master will explain it to you."
Mu Qing was really angry.
He had originally thought that the steward had seen everything that had just happened from inside the room.
Who would have thought that he didn't know anything?
This wasn't covering up, it was not right and wrong, and it was overbearing.
This was even worse than covering up.
After listening to Mu Qing's story, the steward was so angry that his beard blew and his eyes widened. He looked at the two guards and said angrily, "Who gave you the right to treat the guests like this?"
"We were wrong."
"We won't dare to do it again."
"Lord Steward, please be merciful and spare us this time …"
The two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
"I'll deal with you later!"
A cold light flashed in the steward's eyes. He looked at Qin Feiyang and the other three, and his attitude instantly changed. He cupped his hands and said, "I didn't ask clearly just now and wronged the four of you. Please forgive me."
"That's more like it."
Mu Qing sneered.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault."
The steward smiled apologetically. He then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Little brother, you see that I've apologized. Can you ask these two little brothers to not gamble at the door? After all, we still have to open the door to do business."
"Get out of the way!"
Qin Feiyang waved his hand and said.
Fatso and Mu Qing looked at each other, smiled proudly, and then retreated to the side.
Yan Wei also withdrew his Holy Aura.
"The transaction pavilion is just so-so."
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