The first rich son-in-law

Ye Qingcheng's face was full of humiliation, her mouth was sealed by the sole of her shoe, and she couldn't speak.

Second time!

The young man of the dignified family was pressed and rubbed under his feet twice!

"This is the second time!"

"Remember next time, you still have one last chance!"

Jiang Beichen stepped on it hard, and directly plunged Ye Qingcheng's head into the snow.

Ye Qingcheng's head was buzzing, she was ashamed and angry, coughed violently twice, and passed out directly in the snow.

"A weak coward who deserves to challenge me?"

Jiang Beichen snorted coldly, and strode directly towards the outside.

And this time Wang Xun brought people around again, as if he still didn't intend to let Jiang Beichen go.

"Boy, do you think you can still leave today?" Wang Xun had a fierce expression on his face.

"I admit that your cultivation base is higher than mine, but today we have so many senior brothers present, you think one person can beat it!"

Wang Xun had a sinister smile on his face, and other senior brothers also surrounded him one after another.

This kid is really too arrogant, if he doesn't teach him a lesson today, he really thinks that they are all cowards under Zheng He's family!

"Today is your master's memorial day, the dead are the greatest, don't force me to take action!" Jiang Beichen said with a frown.

"Fighting is not based on a large number of people!"

"To be honest, you people are just ants to me!" Jiang Beichen said disdainfully.

There is not a single martial arts master present, what is it if it is not an ant?
Even a martial arts master, to him, is just a Tugouer!
"Boy, are you crazy? If you don't teach me a lesson, you really think you are invincible?" Wang Xun was furious. This kid was simply too arrogant, and the way he looked at them was really like looking at ants.

"What are you still waiting for? Let's go together. I'm going to press his head in front of Master's spirit and rub it hard!"

Wang Xun roared loudly.

存 嬬 孻!
Hundreds of people present, almost all martial arts masters, all rushed forward.

Wang Xun couldn't help but sneer.

No matter how capable this kid is, the crowd tactics are enough to kill him, right?
But the next moment, Wang Xun's smile froze on his face.

Seeing that the brothers hadn't approached yet, Jiang Beichen just raised his hand, and immediately, everyone flew up inexplicably.

"This……"

Wang Xun was dumbfounded, and everyone else also looked terrified.

What's the situation, why is the earth's gravity gone?
Whoa!
With a wave of Jiang Beichen's hand, everyone screamed and fell to the ground like dumplings.

Suddenly there were screams one after another from the snow.

Gollum!

Wang Xun swallowed hard.

What means?
You know, there are hundreds of people, and defeating hundreds of people with one move, I am afraid that ordinary martial arts masters cannot do this kind of method, right?
"Who exactly are you?"

Wang Xun asked in a hoarse voice, such a method is definitely not an unknown person.

Eighty percent of them are young masters!
With such a monstrous talent, he might not be a closed disciple of some hermit sect?

"Who am I, you don't deserve to know!" Jiang Beichen said coldly, with a disdainful expression.

Wang Xun suddenly became angry from embarrassment, "Boy, don't be too arrogant. Let me tell you, my master has many old friends in the Beiquan school. Maybe those martial arts seniors will be there today. You really think you can fight against the entire Beiquan school." ?"

Squeak!

And at this moment, a luxury convoy suddenly drove into the manor.

The door of the car was opened, and old men with strong aura stepped out of the car.

The leader is a burly figure with a rainbow-like aura, and one can tell at a glance that he is definitely not an ordinary martial arts master!
As soon as Wang Xun's eyes lit up, he recognized it on the spot.

This is the martial arts master of the Beiquan school, and they are all here!

Wang Xun quickly ran over, and bowed excitedly to the burly old man who was the leader: "Master Drunken Master, are you here to pay homage to the teacher? You came just in time, this kid dared to be at the teacher's funeral Trouble, please uphold justice for us!"

In Wang Xun's view, alcoholics and others are good friends of the master, and they will definitely stand up for them.

As a result, the drunkard slapped him with a big slap, "A dog-like thing, what nonsense you say, even if your master is still alive, you don't dare to yell like that!"

Wang Xun rolled to the ground, covering his face with a puzzled expression.

This is being beaten!

After all, the alcoholic is Master's best friend, so why don't you come up to help him, but give him a slap in the face instead.

But at this time, the drunkard came towards Jiang Beichen with a group of masters, and they all bowed and saluted: "I'll wait to see the leader!"

leader?

Wang Xun was stunned, and his body shook violently.

The other senior brothers also had terrified expressions!

This person turned out to be the leader of the Beiquan lineage?

They have all heard of it before, the new leader of the Beiquan lineage, No. [-] on the Hualong list, Beihai Yizhimei!

Unexpectedly... it turned out to be the young man in front of him?
Wang Xun was surrounded, and everyone present was also surrounded.

No wonder!
No wonder people only burn incense but not salute.

Fully qualified!

In terms of identity, he is the leader of Beiquan, the leader!
In terms of seniority, he is the master of the alcoholic, and Zheng He and the alcoholic are of the same generation. Regardless of his youth, his seniority is indeed a generation higher than his master.

There is nothing wrong with it!

"Master, Zheng He is considered an old man in my Beiquan lineage. Since you are here, Master, we will naturally come to see you off!" The drunkard said with emotion.

If Jiang Beichen hadn't taken the lead, they would have never dared to come today.

Jiang Beichen nodded, "Zheng He and I are just masters! Other than that, I have no prejudice against him personally!"

"But taking advantage of today's occasion, I still want to speak clearly!"

"The Wumeng is ambitious, and the plans are not small. As a soldier, I will never let the Wumeng grow!"

"It won't even take long, and I will have a battle with the Wumeng to completely disintegrate it!" Jiang Beichen said with a serious face.

"So, if you choose to work for the Wumeng, you should automatically admit that you are an enemy of Jiang!"

"Jieshi, don't blame Jiang for being ruthless!"

After Jiang Beichen finished speaking, he strode towards the outside of the village.

A group of drunkards watched, Wang Xun and other disciples lay on the ground tremblingly, not even daring to lift their heads.

It wasn't until Jiang Beichen left the manor that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Ye Qingcheng who was in the snow suddenly moved, and slowly woke up.

"Little wild species, I fucking killed you! Ahh!"

Ye Qingcheng burst into a frenzy, as if desperately trying to fight the air.

Everyone had dull expressions on their faces, and the air became extraordinarily quiet.

Ye Qingcheng finally came to his senses, and took a look at the scene, "Where's the little wild species? He ran away? Brother Wang Xun, hurry up and get someone to catch me! I'm going to make his life worse than death today!" Ye Qingcheng kept yelling with.

Wang Xun's face turned pale with fright.

Ono species?
Do you dare to call the leader of the Beiquan lineage, Beihai Yizhimei a small wild species?

Want to kill someone?
You are fucking courting death!

"Huh? Senior alcoholic?"

Ye Qingcheng froze for a moment, then was overjoyed and ran over quickly.

"Senior Drunkard, do you still recognize me? I, Ye Qingcheng, the eldest son of Ye family in Yanjing! Last time there was Senior Zheng, we had a drink together!"

"In this way, senior drunkard, you help me kill someone. As long as you help me kill this beast, my Ye family will vigorously support the status of the Beiquan faction in the martial arts from now on! How about it?"

Ye Qingcheng made a condition immediately.

After all, people in martial arts also need contacts and money, so how can martial arts really be separated from the mundane.

"Oh? Then tell me, who do you want me to kill?" The alcoholic had a half-smile on his face.

"His name is Jiang Beichen, a little bastard from the Zhang family!" Ye Qingcheng immediately shouted.

As soon as the words fell.

The faces of all the masters of the Beiquan lineage all sank.

"Senior Drunkard, as long as you can make a move..."

"What's your head!"

Snapped!
A big slap directly slapped Ye Qingcheng into the snowdrift. Before Ye Qingcheng could finish speaking, he fell into a coma again.

"Rip off this bastard and throw it on the street!"

"Let the entire Acropolis see what kind of virtue Ye's son is!"

cried the drunkard angrily.

Want him to kill his master?
Simply daring!

If it wasn't for the face of the family, he would have slapped him to death!