Lu Haochun's feminine face was full of smiles, but his tone was filled with murderous intent that made people feel cold in his heart.

The bearded man has been in the world for so many years, but he is not scared. He snorted coldly, his eyes flashed coldly,

"What, did I recognize that person do you? I just want to find out the news. You are so majestic!"

A guard next to him who was familiar with the bearded man pulled his sleeves, trying to remind him that this group of people is not easy to mess with. He is not willing to suffer losses in front of him. Don’t show off when he should be timid, but he was completely unable to hold on to the bearded man.

Lu Haochun laughed, and was obviously very handsome, but he felt an indescribable gloomy feeling. He threw out a silver note from his hand and flew into front of the bearded man, and said,

"How could this be? This is a small thank you, no respect. I would like to ask my brother to tell you whereabouts."

The bearded man reached out and grabbed the silver notes flying in his hand. He looked at the amount on it curiously and said furiously,

"I'm the one who gave the slut a ring of hundreds of taels, but only fifty taels of silver bills for me. Do you think I'm a beggar?"

Not to mention that the bearded man didn't want to tell the truth, now that Lu Haochun looks down on him so much, let alone know what he knows.

Yes, the bearded man racked his brains just now, and finally thought that the person in the portrait was not the one he had known for a short time and wanted to take Jiang Ergouzi as his disciple?

Although Jiang Ergouzi made himself dirty and rough and looked much mediocre, he could still recognize his basic eyebrows and eyes.

Especially the occasional charm is very similar to this lifelike portrait.

The bearded man wanted to accept Meng Zhao as his disciple, so he observed him repeatedly and understood some of Meng Zhao's body and expression. Only when he saw the portrait, he felt familiar and finally thought of Meng Zhao. It has to be said that this is also a kind of fate.

Despite this, the bearded man never thought of betraying Meng Zhao.

First, it is his personal personality problem, heroic, generous, upright and righteous. It would be fine if Meng Zhao didn't like her, but he was attracted to him and wanted to teach his disciples as a disciple. How could he betray his disciple?

Second, the most important thing is that he saw that Lu Haochun and his group were very unhappy and disdainful. The direct disgust made him very unhappy with this group of people, let alone betray Meng Zhao.

Lu Haochun threw the portrait into the arms of his younger brother next to him, took out the sandalwood fan again and spread it out, and fanned it on his own, with a refreshing fragrance overflowing, and said calmly,

"This brother, it's not that I'm stingy, but that you are only worth this price, fifty taels, a lot."

In fact, there were many people present, including the bearded man who was traveling with Lu Haochun, who was very puzzled. Why was he willing to give a jade ring worth hundreds of taels or even thousands of taels of silver to a delicate and weak woman, but he was so stingy and despised by such a powerful martial arts and fierce man?

Isn’t this just trying to shake people’s face and force them to rebel?

This is the personal flaw, because Lu Haochun guessed that the bearded man was just a small person who ran to the single gang. Even though his martial arts were very powerful, he had no power to support him. He looked down on him and was arrogance. He didn't think that a mere small character could cause any storm.

The bearded man was trembling all over. His long-term experience of hitting walls did not suck his ambition, but instead polished his sharpness to become more and more sharp. It doesn't matter if others look down on him, and speak with their strength.

He suddenly raised his bearded face and laughed loudly. His masculine voice seemed to have passed through dozens or hundreds of loud speakers, and instantly soared to an incredible level, stirring the air like an undercurrent at the bottom of the river, making a rustling sound, and even causing many wine glasses and tea bowls on the table to shatter.

In the tavern, everyone's ears were suddenly like the sound with the maximum volume. The blood and blood were surging. They couldn't help but cover their ears, but they still couldn't suppress the boiling internal organs.

This move was very beautiful. The bearded man accidentally revealed Meng Zhao's existence and did not want to have any bloody conflicts with the other party. It is a good way to show his skills appropriately so that the other party can retreat when he sees the difficulties.

However, the methods that have been tried and tested in the past have not played any role this time.

Lu Haochun is a disciple trained by Qian Jiao. He has a strong martial arts skills and is born into a long-standing force like the Demon Lord Hall. He may be jealous, but his size and background are beyond doubt, so he is also full of confidence in himself.

"You are very good at internal skills, but that's all. Just honestly explain the whereabouts of the person I want, otherwise it will make me angry and I'm afraid it will be a bad end."

The bearded man could no longer hold back, just a little white-faced man pretended to be big-headed garlic in front of him. With a clang, he directly lifted the wine table in front of him with one hand and threw it towards Lu Haochun.

Really lift the table.

A loud whirlwind rolled up a violent airflow, and the strong wind was saved.

This is a normal life for warriors living together in the martial arts world. If you have any disagreement, you will take action. Drawing your sword to distinguish life and death from each other is like a casual person.

Therefore, those who are in the world will not live long as they are not strong in their skills or have insufficient power behind them.

Lu Haochun's long hair was blown by the strong wind from the pavement. Before he could do anything, a knife light next to him came first, like a thunderbolt, cutting the wine table flying in the air like a cannonball smashed away, and wood chips flew.

The bearded man holding a thick golden ring machete with a heavy back and golden ring, his face was solemn, but his eyes were full of battle. The knife just now was his masterpiece.

It was obvious that he had set his sights on the bearded man. If both sides fought, he would be the one who would take action, not Lu Haochun.

But the two sides broke the original situation by doing this.

The originally quiet tavern suddenly became more tense, and guests stood up one after another, holding sharp weapons and swords to leave the tavern, so as not to spread the war and affect the fish.

These people may not be able to do martial arts. Such as the Gong Manager of the caravan and the two servants who served him are all ordinary people. Therefore, although there are a large number of people, they are slightly lacking in courage.

The group of thieves brought by the bearded man with a knife were extremely courageous and over-greedy, so they locked the door of the tavern and did not allow anyone to enter and exit.

I don’t know if I plan to loot everyone present.

There was a chaotic situation in the tavern, and the scene became increasingly out of control, and the people outside were not much better.

There had been a vague movement before, but later the bearded man used a sound wave to show his own strength, which made many people feel disgusted.

Don’t worry about the spirit of the contract. These days, contracts are not as important as your own life.

Meng Zhao and Zhuer also looked at each other.

But the difference is that Zhu'er wanted to hint Meng Zhao and take the opportunity to leave here quickly so as not to be discovered.
Chapter completed!