"If you don't speak, you are acquiescing. Come with me tonight."

"???"

At this time, not only did Mu Zixi have a question mark on his face, but the people around him were also shocked.

"Cursed, passive value, +1, +1, +1, +1..."

"Being despised, passive value, +2."

"Being resented, passive value, +12."

The person who spoke first could no longer sit still. He was indeed a latecomer and did not know Xu Xiaoshou at all.

But how can one restrain himself from being so rude to such a lovely girl?

"Who are you, kid? Put down your dirty hands!"

Xu Xiaoshou turned around with a smile and took the bait.

Ever since he knew the rules Fu Xing said, he had made up his mind that there was no way he could keep a low profile tonight.

In this round of arena competition, he must fight, not only fight, but also fight beautifully!

This wave of passive value, he is determined to make, not only to make money, but also to make him a lot of money!

Let’s put Zhang Taiying’s matter aside for now. If these young people don’t get a few passive points of their master skills from their hands tonight, they will be fine.

He, Xu Xiaoshou, does not have the surname Shou!

"What's your name?" Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Qiu Dejian!"

"Qiu...are you the innate swordsmanship that the old man mentioned just now?" Xu Xiaoshou was surprised.

"Old man?"

Qiu Dejian's eyes suddenly burst into murderous intent.

This guy doesn't care about his dirty tricks, but he still talks wildly?

Xu Xiaoshou looked at him indifferently, still holding Mu Zixi's fleshy face and not letting go.

If it were someone else, just be agitated and forget it.

But the Qiu family...

How could he let go of these people who were planning to make things worse for that girl Su Qianqian?

It just so happens that since tonight is destined to be a bit of a sensation, let me start with you!

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou raised his chin arrogantly.

"What? You can't stand it, can't you stand it?"

"You guys are so spoiled at home, have you forgotten the bad people in the outside world?"

"Yes, no need to doubt, I am the bad guy..."

"Huh? Why, you can't stand two sentences?"

Qiu Dejian looked at the hateful face in front of him that looked at people through its nostrils, and his hands shook with anger.

Xu Xiaoshou sneered disdainfully and continued to guide: "Young people are bloody, and it's a good thing to want to get ahead, but Fu Xing is talking, I bet you don't dare to take action."

"Shut up!"

Qiu Dejian's eyes were bloodshot, and he was very angry.

Someone immediately grabbed him on one side to prevent the situation from escalating.

"Brother Dejian, forget it, I think this guy probably knows this girl..."

"open!"

Qiu Dejian couldn't hear it and roared in a low voice.

At this moment, even Fu Xing, who was on the high platform, frowned slightly, but the precautions for the competition were just a little short of being finished later, so he endured it.

Xu Xiaoshou...

If the rules have all been explained, this guy should know some sense of propriety.

Let’s talk about it later.

…

Xu Xiaoshou naturally knows how to measure things.

He did not take the initiative, but said with a smile: "Oh, it's really scary. I almost can't hear your voice. Do you want to yell?"

"Shout it out, you are so old, you talk like a girl, it's boring."

"Look at your old man. When he was making fun of others, he was jumping up and down like a monkey."

Dad?

Qiu Dejian was stunned for a second, and suddenly realized that Xu Xiaoshou was talking about his third elder.

At this moment, he already smelled a hint of a trap.

However, the violent anger had instantly destroyed what little sanity was left.

Qiu Dejian threw away his companion's hand, took a step forward, and roared: "He is not my father! He is my third grandfather!"

"Oh, sorry."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even look at him, but turned back and patted Mu Zixi on the head.

"The feel has changed."

Mu Zixi:???

Qiu Dejian:!!!

Ignore!

This guy……

ignore me?!

"I……"

His eyes were about to burst.

Xu Xiaoshou's "I bet you don't dare to take action" expression flashed through his mind instantly. At this moment, Qiu Dejian smelled endless ridicule.

"ah!"

He could no longer restrain his inner impulse and punched directly.

"Stop!"

His companions were whispering behind him, but it was of no use. They could only watch the defenseless Xu Xiaoshou, his back directly exposed to Qiu Dejian's fist filled with dark fire.

It’s over, someone’s going to die!

"boom!"

There was an explosion and it exploded on the spot.

By the time Fu Xing realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

A roar came from far behind, causing everyone in the banquet to shrink.

The next moment, there was a continuous series of banging sounds, knocking over tables and chairs.

Some old guys still holding wine glasses were completely unprepared and suddenly flew to the banquet table at another table.

Some even jumped directly into the arms of another old man at the opposite table, and then looked at each other with stupid expressions on their faces.

With a bang, the figure that made an empty path in the grand banquet stopped at the feet of the red-dressed vigilante.

Fu Xing swallowed his saliva.

If he hadn't stopped his kick, the high platform under his feet would have been knocked away.

His face instantly turned gloomy.

It's okay to make trouble at other times, so why do you have to lose face just when the battle is about to begin?

"what happened."

With his lowered eyes piercing the young man at the vigil's feet, Qiu Dejian also woke up from his shock.

The shock in his eyes faded little by little, and the scene of the person in front of him tumbling on his back also seeped into his eyes.

Hundreds of eyes in the field were focused, and despair suddenly surged into his heart. Qiu Dejian almost peed.

"Holy shit, what the hell happened?"

"I...wasn't I hitting him?"

"Why, why is it me who is flying?"
To be continued...