The banquet was set up in the garden, with a large open space in the middle. Because the road was delayed for a long time, when the group arrived at the high place, nearly a hundred banquets in the huge manor were already full of people. Zhuang Ding deliberately did not come forward to take the seat because he was ridiculed by them just now.

Gao Chu didn't mind, so he led them to wander around looking for a seat. While searching for them, a beggar suddenly came to him. He stepped forward and grabbed Yan Mingyu's sleeve and asked, "Where is your cloth bag?"

Yan Mingyu was shocked and broke free and asked, "What kind of cloth bag?"

"I'm pretending to be garlic, but I'm really throwing it away, right? Why don't you throw yourself away? Come with me to the elder of the sect and plead guilty." He pulled him away without saying anything. It turned out that he was wearing a ragged shirt and thought he was a disciple in his gang.

Yan Mingyu was inexplicably irritated at this time. Seeing that he was rude and too lazy to explain, he pushed out inwardly. The beggar was unsteady and fell down with a few big steps. He was falling on a table and the table was immediately overturned, and the chair was poured over, and the soup, wine and food were spilled all over the floor, and the guests were also poured over the guests.

There are no ordinary people who come to Liehuo Villa. A long-faced man with a bad temper immediately shouted loudly and rose up. He grabbed the beggar's arms and shook it, shaking the poor little beggar like a candle in the wind, shaking and falling towards Yan Mingyu.

A high place flashed over and caught the little pitiful one to prevent him from suffering from back and forth. Looking back at Yan Mingyu pouting and getting angry, he had to comfort the beggar with a gentle voice: "Brother, you have recognized the wrong person. My friend is not from the Beggars' Sect."

The beggar knew that he had made a mistake, so he looked at him gratefully and no longer cared about what he had just been pushed. But he turned around and walked to the man with a long face and glared: "I've invited you, brother, you deliberately made me fool of yourself just now?"

The big man was wearing a short shirt, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, burly figure and looked like a butcher. After hearing the beggar's words, his big eyes rolled: "You deserve to hit grandpa. You have already taken advantage of you before you can take heavy moves, so why are you waiting?"

"You are so brave, so let's keep Wan'er."

"Hmph, Grandpa has never seen a group of beggars in his eyes when he walks around the world. Listen, Grandpa is Ge Wan, the second in charge of the Green Willow Village in Centipede Mountain, who is known as the Eight-Armed King."

After saying that, he went to see everyone's faces with a proud look. He thought that those who said his name would definitely tremble, but unexpectedly, the beggar and the people from the high places all turned a deaf ear to them.

Zhuge Feng smiled contemptuously: "This butcher is quite capable of scaring people!"

He was as strong as a mountain, but instead laughed at the butcher.

Ge Wan could no longer cover his face. After hearing this, he became even more angry and shouted: "Who is secretly ridiculing someone? I have a genital come out for grandpa to see."

Zhuge Feng was not vague, and he walked out with a big stance like a leg. When Ge Wan saw that a half-black stare was so angry that he ran out, he was even taller than him, and his momentum was discouraged first.

"Grandpa is out, just look at it, don't be ashamed of yourself." Zhuge Feng laughed.

Ge Wan was also a strong man, so he could only say toughly: "I am skating with this beggar. Why do you ridicule? If you have no grudges or grudges, why do you need to put this foul on me?"

Zhuge Feng has been doing nothing these days and has been itchy, so he has been looking for trouble at this time: "Hmph, although there is no resentment or revenge... I just saw you step on an ant to death. Grandpa hates you the most evil person like you who specializes in doing bad things. Take me a punch!" After saying that, his body pressed over like a mountain.

When Ge Wan heard his nonsense, he was shocked and furious, and quickly attacked him. Who would have thought that Zhuge Feng would be able to do anything but a punch, and he would have a force of ten thousand pounds. With a plop, he smashed the second leader of the Green Liuzhai to his legs and kneeled down.

The heroes watching the fun at the dinner table were all shocked by Zhuge Feng's divine power and forgot to cheer for a while.

Fang Gaixiong, a wise guest from the Liehuo Villa, hurriedly ran up to persuade the fight, but was stopped by one person. He looked up and saw that it was Xie Tianyu, the elder of the Beggars' Sect. Xie Tianyu beat him up and walked over, and then clasped his fists in front of Zhuge Feng: "Thank you for your righteousness. Gu Quanben's disciples, Xie Tianyu thanked you here. Forgive others if you have to forgive others. Ge Dang's family has no intention of making mistakes. Please ask your brother to give up your hands."

Zhuge Feng snorted, let go of Ge Wan, and retreated. Ge Wan's long face was so slapped that he was so embarrassed that he didn't say anything. He got up and took a few brothers from the village away in a mess.

Gao Cuo looked at his back and sneered: "Why did he relieve him of the siege? He couldn't even say something grateful? Why are people with developed limbs so simple?" Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Feng had already kicked him. Gao Cuo hurt, and then he thought that a word of developed limbs cursed Zhuge Feng.

Xie Tianyu glanced at everyone at Gaodu, walked up and said politely: "My friends can't find a seat for the time being. There are still several seats in my gang. If you don't dislike it..."
Chapter completed!