"Our First Brother was called away by our Master, so he'll be here later. Who is it? How dare they hurt you?"
The Second Senior Brother was a tall and strong bald man in the lead. He looked around with an unkind expression, and his eyes directly swept over Ding Ning. He did not regard this seemingly harmless young man as the murderer at all.
After all, although Eighth Hu was a good-for-nothing, he was still a warrior at the peak of the Human Martial Arts Realm. Anyone who could hurt him with one kick must be a warrior at the Xuan Martial Arts Realm. In their opinion, such a warrior must be at least in his thirties, even if he was not in his forties or fifties. After all, geniuses like their First Brother, who could break through the Earth Martial Arts Realm at the age of twenty and reach the peak of the Earth Martial Arts Realm at the age of thirty, were rare in the secular world.
"Second Brother Miao, you're finally here. If you didn't come, I would have been beaten to death."
Wu Ling was like a bullied child who saw his family. He shouted and pounced on the bald man. He was about to cry.
"Damn, who the hell are you?"
The brawny man called Second Brother Miao looked at Wu Ling, whose face was swollen and body was covered in spicy lobster soup. He was shocked and kicked Wu Ling back. He really didn't recognize who this guy was.
Pan Xianglong's heart skipped a beat. He felt very uneasy. He stared at Wu Ling, who was clutching his stomach in pain, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean?
What do you mean? Didn't we say that we would write off everything in the past and turn friends into enemies? "
Wu Ling ignored him and complained to the strong man, "Second Brother Miao, I'm Wu Ling. Why did you kick me?"
"Ah, you're Young Master Wu? How did you become like this? Sorry, sorry, I didn't recognize you. "
Second Brother Miao was shocked. After a long time, he vaguely recognized that this miserable guy was Wu Ling. He didn't mind that he was dirty, and hurriedly helped him up and apologized.
Wu Ling was just a playboy, but he was the son of the master of the Wu family, and the only male one. Their master was just a collateral descendant of the Wu family. Wu Ling called him Second Brother Miao because he was giving him face. If he was unhappy, he only needed to say something in front of their master, and their master would immediately kick him out of the family. They really couldn't afford to offend him.
"I'm fine."
Wu Ling's heart calmed down. He turned around to look at Pan Xianglong, who had an ugly expression on his face. He arrogantly poked Pan Xianglong's chest and said with a ferocious smile, "Write it off? Turn an enemy into a friend? What the hell are you thinking? That was just my stalling tactic. Aren't you very awesome? Come, come, come. Try hitting me again if you can. "
Pan Xianglong clenched his fists tightly. He really wanted to smash that detestable face into pieces, but he didn't dare. He really didn't dare, because Second Brother Miao was staring at him with a cold smile, emitting a terrifying aura that locked onto him. He realized that if he dared to make a move again, Second Brother Miao would kill him with a single punch.
Eighth Hu's eyes flickered, and he secretly cursed Second Senior Brother for being a pig. The main character was standing there, and he didn't care. He actually dared to compete with that insignificant ordinary person.
However, he didn't think that Second Senior Brother and the others would be a match for that young man. He was happy to stall for time until Eldest Senior Brother arrived. Otherwise, if Second Senior Brother and the others were also beaten to the ground, it would be embarrassing.
Bang!
"Howl!"
Just when everyone was shaking their heads and sighing, thinking that Pan Xianglong was done for, he suddenly raised his hand and heavily punched Wu Ling's nose bridge. With a cracking sound, Wu Ling's nose bridge was broken. Blood mixed with tears flowed down his nose and eyes. He let out a miserable howl that was devoid of human speech.
Second Brother Miao was dumbfounded. He had sensed it the moment Pan Xianglong raised his hand, and immediately wanted to teach this arrogant guy a lesson. However, there was an invisible force that restrained his hands and feet, making him unable to move.
The surrounding audience was dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why Pan Xianglong still had the courage to make a move at a time like this. Wasn't he courting death?
The brothers who came with Second Brother Miao were also dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why Second Brother Miao didn't make a move when he was clearly standing next to Young Master Wu. Instead, he just watched as Young Master Wu was punched.
Pan Xianglong's girlfriend was even more dumbfounded. She didn't know whether she should admire his courage or admire his audacity.
In reality, the one who was the most dumbfounded was Pan Xianglong. He didn't want to make a move at all, but his fist was uncontrollably pulled by a force and smashed forward.
Although it was very satisfying and exhilarating, there was also an endless fear in his heart. He was f * cking digging his own grave. That Second Brother Miao was obviously a martial artist. He would definitely tear him apart if he hit Wu Ling in front of him.
"Xiaolong, don't talk, don't turn your head, and don't look left and right. Today, I'll let you be a real man. Don't be afraid. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I can help you deal with it, much less a mere Wu family."
Just as Pan Xianglong was panicking, a calm and confident voice strangely sounded in his mind. He trembled all over and widened his eyes in shock.
"I know you want to ask who I am. I can only tell you that I'm your sister's friend, a very, very good friend. As long as I'm here, no one can bully you, and no one dares to touch the Pan family. Moreover, don't you want to perform well in front of your girlfriend?"
The seductive voice transmission sounded again, but it made Pan Xianglong ecstatic. He nodded heavily.
He wasn't a brainless person. From the moment Eighth Hu was sent flying, to the moment Wu Ling's hatchet men couldn't get up for no reason, and now Second Brother Miao was clearly standing on the side but didn't make a move, he felt that someone was secretly helping him.
However, he didn't know who it was. After all, although Ding Ning was standing there, he looked harmless. He didn't think that the young man, who was only a few years older than him, was secretly helping him.
Now, this person appeared in the name of his sister's friend. He immediately believed it.
Because when his sister returned home during the Spring Festival, she had secretly told him that she had met a very, very powerful friend. If there was any trouble in the future, he should call her immediately and she would be responsible for solving it.
At that time, he didn't believe it. After all, his family had always told his sister only the good news and not the bad news. They never told her if they encountered any trouble, for fear that she would worry. He thought that his sister was using this as an excuse to let him be an undercover so that he could get the situation of the family in time.
In particular, Ding Ning could talk to him in his mind, which was very consistent with the characteristics of the Secret Voice-transmission in novels. He immediately realized that this sister's friend was definitely a very, very powerful martial arts master.
Ding Ning smiled. This brother-in-law was a little interesting. He was courageous, responsible, and ruthless. He was the one he liked the most among his many brothers-in-law. He planned to give him a good fortune and train him into a martial arts master. In the future, with him in the Pan family, Xiangyun would also be at ease, right?
Of course, the most important thing was that no matter what, he was also a super master standing at the peak of martial arts. If he personally taught a low-level martial artist like Second Brother Miao a lesson, it would be too degrading. So, he simply helped his brother-in-law and gave him a chance to show off in front of his sweetheart.
"Son of a bitch, how dare you hit me! I'm going to destroy your Pan family, kill your whole family, and ride on your sister who's a celebrity …"
Wu Ling came to his senses. He covered his broken and deformed nose and roared hysterically like a mad dog.
But before his voice died away, Pan Xianglong slapped him heavily in the face. Wu Ling's vicious cursing stopped abruptly. His cheekbone was broken, and his whole face was badly mutilated. He flew several meters away like a kite with a broken string and hit the wall heavily. Then, he slowly slid down along the wall like a fallen mural. With a thud, he fell to the ground and fainted.
The whole world was quiet. All the onlookers wondered if they were seeing things. They rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
Pan Xianglong's little girlfriend covered her mouth in surprise. Her big bright eyes were wide open, full of incredible surprise and a touch of undisguised worship.
She and Pan Xianglong were university classmates. They had just confirmed their relationship not long ago. So, she did not know him very well. Pan Xianglong's action of shielding her behind him had touched her.
But being touched was just being touched. Women were very realistic creatures. When Wu Ling was about to take her away to vent his anger, her heart was filled with fear and regret. If she had known that Pan Xianglong had such an undefeatable enemy like Wu Ling, she would not have been with him, no matter how much she liked him.
In fact, even though Pan Xianglong had gone berserk and beaten Wu Ling like a dead dog, she did not feel safe. She even planned to break up with Pan Xianglong after this crisis.
After all, she was also a citizen of Shu Du city. She knew very well how terrifying and domineering the Wu family was. She liked Pan Xianglong, but she didn't love him that much. It wasn't enough for her to die with the Pan family.
But at this moment, although she had not changed her mind about breaking up with Pan Xianglong, she was secretly looking forward to it. If Pan Xianglong could really create a miracle and let the Wu family suffer a great loss at his hands, she would consider continuing to be with him.
Second Brother Miao and the others widened their eyes in shock. They did not dare to believe what they had seen.
They believed that they had not seen wrongly. Pan Xianglong was only an ordinary person and not a cultivator. But where did he get his strength from? How could he have sent Wu Ling flying so far away with a single slap?
"Is the Wu family that great? My Pan family keeps a low profile because we do not want to cause trouble. But we are not afraid of trouble. Since you want to court death, I will fulfill your wish. "
Pan Xianglong said in a domineering manner. But in his heart, he was secretly worried. Although this friend of Sister's is very strong, is he reliable? He actually made me say such pretentious words in front of everyone. This is the rhythm of offending the Wu family.
"Boy, how dare you look down on the Wu family. What bullsh * t Pan family? I will destroy them."
Although Second Brother Miao was a little bewildered, he was more embarrassed and angry. So what if this boy has a lot of strength? In front of a cultivator, this little bit of strength is not enough.
Of course, what angered him the most was that this boy with a lot of strength had actually dared to injure Young Master Wu in front of him. How was he going to explain this to his master when he returned?
"Anyone who insults the Pan family shall die!"
Pan Xianglong said coldly according to what Ding Ning had taught him. He felt his arm not listening to him, and he slapped Second Brother Miao's face.
Second Brother Miao's nose was almost crooked from anger. Damn it, this boy thinks that he has become arrogant after knocking out an ordinary person like Young Master Wu. He actually dares to show his claws to me.
This made him furious. With a loud roar, he raised his hand and punched Pan Xianglong with all his strength. He didn't want to kill someone in front of everyone, but Pan Xianglong's arrogance had completely infuriated him and made him want to kill him.
Although killing someone would be very troublesome, with the backing of the Wu family, it was just a little bit of trouble.
Ding Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Previously, Eighth Hu only injured Pan Xianglong, which was not a crime worthy of death. That was why he showed mercy.
But now, Second Brother Miao actually wanted to kill an ordinary person. Such a person should be killed!
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