4420: C4420 Beat Him Up(part Ii)

C4420 Beat Him Up(part Ii)

It took Lin Hao a lot of effort to get rid of the mustache with Lin Hao's collar. His face had turned red. It was obvious that he was a pillow, but he still shouted at Lin Hao aggressively, "Do you know who you are facing?"1

"Who?" Lin Hao put his hands behind his back and did not look at the two body cultivators beside him. He pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Are you the legendary general with a mustache? Or is it the General Huzhuang Huzhuang Huzhuang?"

"You!" The adonis was so angry that his face turned red and red. He glared at Lin Hao. "I am the third son of the Duan family, Duan Yile! You country bumpkin, you dare to speak ill of me!"

Lin Hao spread his hands and said in surprise, "Hey, how come I have never heard of it? It must be you who fabricated it, right?"

Duan Yi Le glanced at the body cultivator beside him and shouted sternly, "You two are useless, hurry up and tie him up so that Young Master can vent his anger!"

The two body cultivators immediately stretched out their hands to stop Lin Hao, one on the left and one on the right. Lin Hao did not struggle and allowed them to drag him out of the restaurant under the watchful eyes of the public, to a quiet alley.

"Hmph! Hmph! What you said was formidable, yet in the end, isn't he still a trash that's at the mercy of others?" Duan Yi Le stroked his small mustaches, his face full of pride. "I see that you don't even have the strength to struggle, and you still dare to go against me. You're simply tired of living! "

"I saw it, you haven't paid the bill of the restaurant. But you ate an overlord's meal." Lin Hao wasn't in a hurry. He looked at the moustache man with a smile. "He even specially pulled me out before he dared to make a move. What's wrong? Could it be that the Duan Clan is so poor that they can't even afford a broken restaurant?"

"You can only say some beautiful words now." Duan Yi Le snapped his fingers at the two body cultivators, a sinister smile hanging at the corner of his mouth. " Break all his bones, strip them, and throw them on the street. Let others see how powerful our Duan family is! "

"That won't do." Lin Hao suddenly interrupted.

He stretched his back and broke free of the body cultivator's restraints as if there was no one else around. He tapped on the ground again and jumped up lightly. His feet had already stepped on the left shoulder of the body cultivator.

With just a light step, the eight feet tall burly man's legs immediately softened. He fell to his knees with a plop. His eyes had already turned white. Like a pile of soft flesh without bones, he fell down with a splash.

When the other body cultivator saw this situation, his face turned pale with fright. How could he still care about the young master with the mustache? He hurriedly activated the Spiritual Energy, and covered his entire body with it. He wanted to rely on his Body Hardening Technique to find a way out.

But how strong could a body cultivator who hadn't even reached the Martial Monarch be?

Lin Hao's toes had not even touched the ground, and the sword at his waist had not even left its sheath. He pointed his finger in the air, and a gust of wind instantly condensed. It silently pierced through the air, directly breaking the heroic spirit of the body cultivator. It pierced through his chest.

In less than ten seconds, the two body cultivators both stopped breathing, leaving only the young master with the mustache, Duan Yile, who was still standing there trembling, cursing at Lin Hao with mixed words.

"I, I'm telling you, I'm the third young master of the Duan Clan. If you dare touch me, I -" Duan Yile watched as Lin Hao walked towards him step by step. His white robe was like an impermanent that could attract souls. He was so scared that he started to stutter, not saying a word for a long time.

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