Tang Ning held an iron stick in his hand and patted it in his palm. He glanced at the few people howling on the ground and said lightly: "Why do you need to be a whole body of cultivation? It's better to waste it if you can't be kind."

"Who is causing trouble here!"

A sharp shout came, and a sound of footsteps also came. As a result, a man in his thirties took a step and walked in, followed by several guards.

Tang Ning looked and saw that in addition to the few guards behind him, there was a team of guards outside the inn surrounded the inn.

"Cousin, this little monk, this little monk broke our bones and destroyed our cultivation..." One of the men saw the person coming in and rushed over and hugged the man's thigh and cried: "Cousin, you must avenge me, you must avenge me!"

Cousin? Or a relative?

Tang Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in brocade clothes. He was in his thirties, with a first-level spiritual master's cultivation, wearing brocade clothes, and a jade belt, and a good look.

The man in brocade stared at the little monk and looked at it, narrowed his sinister eyes and shouted: "Take it down for me!"

"Yes!" The guard responded and immediately came forward, but an iron rod flew over and knocked them back several steps.

"Take it down? Who are you?" Tang Ning asked, his eyes falling on the man in fine clothes.

"Chief of the city! Sun Wei, chief in charge!" The man in brocade said calmly, with a sense of confidence and arrogance in his words.

"Oh? Or the chief guard in the city? Judging from this posture, I thought it was a local snake!" Tang Ning said slowly, without surprise, and saw that his face changed slightly and his murderous aura was overflowing.

"Take it down for me! If there is any resistance, kill it on the spot!" The man in brocade had a hint of sinister voice. The killing order issued by the guards were stunned for a moment, and hesitated for a moment.

"What a big stand, people who don't know think you are the city lord!"

Tang Ning said leisurely, pulled over the bench beside him and sat down. He saw the waiter holding the medicine he had just boiled was huddled aside and didn't dare to go upstairs. He said, "If the medicine is boiled, send it up and let them drink it while it's hot."

"Yes, yes." The waiter responded quickly and walked up the side carefully up the stairs.

The man in brocade clothes looked at it, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and a chair on one side smashed the waiter who was going upstairs.

The guest in a corner of the inn couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw it. If the waiter was hit by the chair, he would have to knock the medicine over, and he would probably have to roll down the stairs.

The waiter turned around when he heard the sucking sound behind him, and was so scared that he stood there, staring at the chair with wide eyes.

At this moment, Tang Ning kicked his foot and an iron rod flew out and hit the chair that was hitting the waiter. With a bang, the chair was smashed in the air and fell to the ground, and the iron rod also fell down, hitting a man whose legs were crawling down below.

"ah……"

The stick hit the head directly, and the man groaned and suddenly fainted.

"Why are you still standing there? Go up!" Tang Ning said, with a leisurely expression, which contrasted sharply with the man in brocade clothes with a gloomy face.

"Kill him for me! Come on!" The man's gloomy voice came out, and he waved his hand to let the guards come forward.
Chapter completed!