Xiao Yang kept smiling, watching Brother Hammer tell his second uncle the address, and then added fuel to the fire to express Xiao Yang's hatefulness.

Xiao Yang did not stop him from muttering.

Soon, Brother Hammer finished the phone call.

At this time, he felt much more at ease, and his arrogance became arrogant. Because his second uncle was about to come. In his eyes, the second uncle was a god-like figure. The boy in front of him would make him regret coming to this world in minutes.

"You will know what a real ancient martial artist is later." Brother Hammer was proud. He couldn't even tell his situation.

So, Xiao Yang quickly reminded him: "Bald, go and slap him twice. This guy is so noisy!"

Brother Biao hesitated for a moment when he heard this, but thought that he had already had a quarrel with Brother Hammer now, and he would take revenge if he didn't hit him. It would be better to give up two slaps now, and he might as well try to please this elder brother and protect himself.

So, he bit his teeth, made up his mind, and walked over firmly.

Brother Hammer saw him coming, and immediately glared at the sight of him, trying to scare the bald brother Biao. Brother Biao is already in a state of mind... Biao!

Waving his hand means two big slaps, and the hammer's face immediately turned red and swollen.

"Let you smash my place!"

Brother Biao cursed angrily, fuck!

Two more slaps.

"Let you bully others with your power!"

Slap!

"Make you lawless!"

Slap!

"The underworld is also a human being, and you have to eat too, so you can't leave a way out!"

Slap!

The bald man scolded and sucked two, which was so relieved.

His anger was relieved, but Hammer's anger was getting stagnant, and he was crazy. When he came, he didn't expect that he would be so miserable. His original calculation was foolproof. In fact, his plan was almost successful.

But it shouldn't be sure, his maid shouldn't overturn Lord Xiao Yang's game console, especially when he finally passed the level.

For a game fan, the pleasure of interrupting him at this time is no less than stabbing his female companion to death when he is about to ejaculate.

This is a very rude behavior, and it is also an extreme act of hatred.

Therefore, it is not a big reason why Xiao Yang came out of nowhere and crushed all his plans. Not killing him has already greatly improved Xiao Yang's personal quality. Fortunately, Xiao Yang's mentality has become a little calmer recently, otherwise he would not even have the chance to grin and regret.

In order to prevent the bald head from angrily and angry, Xiao Yang stopped him: "Okay, just teach him some lessons and let him shut up. Now is not the time to kill him. Let's talk about it when his second uncle comes."

"Yes! Big Brother!" The bald man quickly obeyed and stepped aside.

Xiao Yang didn't like the elder brother's becoming, and it felt like he was a peer. So Xiao Yang corrected him: "Don't call me elder brother, call me Lord Xiao Yang!"

"Yes, Lord Xiao Yang!" The bald man quickly obeyed the order. He felt a little happy in his heart. He felt that he had become closer to Lord Xiao Yang, at least he was willing to train himself in terms of wording. This is obviously a reflection of bringing closer relationships.

But unfortunately, he thought too much. For Xiao Yang, a bald Biao had no value at all, that is, he provided some game coins, that's all. What kind of horsemen does not have? There are also many gangsters in the underworld. The two major gangsters in China, north and south, have been controlled by him and served under his command. A little hooligan like him is nothing, and he is not a bad name, even holding a urinal is too low.

The bald Biao retreated aside.

After a while, an arrogant and domineering roar came in from outside the door, causing everyone's eardrums to tremble slightly: "Who did you eat Xiong Xin and Leopard's gall to hurt me? Is Xu Futian's nephew?"

After a while, a middle-aged man rushed over quickly.

Xiao Yang calmed down slightly and found that he was just the early stage of the Xuan level. He couldn't help but sneer, "Ant, ant!"

"Uncle Second, you finally come. I was almost beaten to death." The hammer on both sides of his face was almost beaten into a pig's head and quickly struggled to get up. But the injuries on his shoulders were dragged down. Although Xiao Yang had sealed his wound, the huge sense of emptyness still made him unable to concentrate all his strength, making him unable to stand up and could only rub on the ground.

When Xu Futian saw his nephew's miserable appearance, he felt extremely distressed. He immediately slapped the table and said viciously: "Who is it? Who did the hand?"

"Me." Xiao Yang waved to him like a leader, almost saying that his comrades were in trouble.

"You?" Xu Futian's angry eyes locked at Xiao Yang, and Cang Lang pulled out the sword in his hand with a sound, and the cold air came in awe.

Xiao Yang waved his hand and the cold air disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, Xu Futian was a little shocked: This young boy was silent and actually had such a powerful person? Could it be that he was also a disciple of the Hidden Sect? Hey, his face still wants to look familiar?

Xu Futian was shocked. His good nephew Hammer was already blowing the magic snail: "Hmph, bastard, aren't you very arrogant? Now my second uncle is here, you can show me another arrogant one..."

Before Hammer could finish his words, Xiao Yang swept it casually, and a strong wind rushed away. Seeing this, Xu Futian quickly stopped it. However, he found that his internal strength had not had time to stop it. The strong wind had already circled past his side. When he turned around, Hammer's left arm had been neatly cut off, and blood was storming everywhere.

"Do you think this is still arrogant?" Xiao Yang said with a smile.

The people around were stunned: What is this method? A martial arts movie? No, this is simply a fairy tale movie, is the Legend of the Swordsman in Shushan?

Soon, the bald Biao next to him woke up, and he quickly flattered and cheered for Xiao Yang loudly; "Sir Xiao Yang, come on, long live Xiao Yang! Lord Xiao Yang is mighty!"

The bald Biao's flattery immediately changed Xu Futian, who was already shocked, and his mouth couldn't help but tremble: "You...you, you are Xiao Yang?"

"You actually know me." Xiao Yang smiled softly, his tone was still so relaxed, or arrogant: "I didn't expect that I am quite famous!"

"You actually dare to appear in Yanjing. You don't know that my eight hidden sects have joined forces to cut you into pieces!"

"Did you cut into pieces? It sounds terrible." Xiao Yang shrugged: "But, you guys are here!!!"

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Chapter completed!