"A Dong, I'll leave it to you." Zilong walked from the side of the manager and headed towards A Dong, who was a little dull.

I saw Adong nodding heavily, let out a long breath and then strode forward, and came to the manager who looked like earth and couldn't move.

"You...what do you want to do!" Looking at A Dong's cold and angry gaze, the manager was panicked.

"Bang!!"

A crisp and loud slap sounded, and Adong swung his arm and slapped the fearless face of the manager.

The manager's face was trembling with his palm, and tears came out.

The manager wailed, looking like he was "sweet and expensive", and he was beaten for the first time.

"You are dead, dare... dare to be with me Cheng..."

Before the grinning manager finished speaking, Zilong shouted with a thunderous roar and shouted: "A Dong! Why is this dog still barking?"

Hearing the sound, Ah Dong hurriedly waved his palm and slapped his mouth, which was still moving up and down, and slapped vigorously.

The continuous slap and applause came, and the slap of the quilts and the tragic cry of the manager made the quilts fall down with one blow. The managers who had just gotten up from the ground were frightened to see them. They were scared. They didn't expect that someone would really beat people at the Cheng Trading Company.

Several servants were urinating and rescuing the soldiers, but Zilong was unaware of it. Instead, he encouraged Adong louder: "This is more than ten slaps, and he didn't even get rid of his teeth. He has no strength on his hands and will not take them!"

As Dong seemed to be inspired, he grabbed a handy white marble sculpture on the nearby table and smashed it into the mouth of the manager. As Dong was just an ordinary person, and this kind of manager was also a monk in the early stage of the third level. He was thick-skinned and didn't use any handy "weapons". As Dong really didn't have the ability to complete Zilong's assignment of his tasks.

Adong, holding a white marble carving, had just hit him for a while and could not move. He could only tremble and howl, and the manager was beaten so hard that blood was leaking from his mouth. Adong shouted and fought hard, and the manager fell on the ground with a thud. However, Adong sat directly on the manager's body, as if he had found a force point, and continued to wave his arms vigorously, and greeted the manager's face and teeth wildly.

Just as Ah Dong raised his hand and was about to smash it down again, a male voice full of energy came and stopped Ah Dong's action: "Stop!"

A Dong was exhausted and turned around, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous robe and wearing a majestic face walked into the room with anger. Five or six burly men with a tiger back and a bear-waisted waist were followed by him. He was definitely not a good person at first glance.

Seeing that Ah Dong was riding under his crotch, he was beaten and his cheeks were bulging, and he became a pig's head manager. The man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he roared:

"Rebellion! Rebellion! I dare to hit the people from my Cheng Business Company, no one of you two can ever come out alive today!"

The moment when the middle-aged man appeared, the manager who had become a pig head forced a burst of laughter on his face, looking like he had finally waited for a savior.

However, Zilong glanced at the middle-aged man without any hesitation, and then continued to urge Adong:

"I haven't even knocked off my teeth yet, why did I stop?"

Zilong's words made the smile on the face of the pig head manager abruptly stop.

"Young Master, this..." Looking at the angry middle-aged man on his face and the burly man staring at them with his tiger and wolf eyes behind him, Adong hesitated a little.

"I will resist what happens. You can do whatever the young master asks you to do!" Zilong turned his head and said in a deep voice.

Seeing the comforting eyes Zilong handed him, Adong's eyes showed a firm look. The movements in his hand started to slam the terrified manager's cheek with a white marble carving. The manager's wailing sound rose again, even a little more miserable than before, and he was about to kill the pig.

"Okay, okay! You're kind!" The middle-aged man showed a dark and ugly expression on his face, as if he didn't deal with these two boys today, and he wouldn't have to mess around here in the future.

"Catch these two guys and break your hands and feet first!"

The middle-aged man gave the order, five or six burly men behind him rushed forward like tigers coming out of the mountain, pointing directly at Zilong and Adong who was still smashing people.

The six burly men are not weak, almost all of them are the peak monks at the fourth level. Seeing these men taking action, the people from the Cheng clan showed a look of pride on their faces, and they seemed to be able to predict the miserable outcome of the two ignorant boys in front of them.

Even if the biggest boss Bu offended their Cheng's business, he would have a bleak ending. How could they care about where the two people in front of them came from?

But Zilong tilted his neck and glanced at the group of men who rushed towards him with disgust. He was so serious and very intimidating.

A ball of flame suddenly rose in Zilong's hand. With a wave of his hand, the flame turned into several fire snakes and collided towards these burly men!

The fire snake danced and the flames surging, causing the temperature of the entire room to rise suddenly!

The faces of these burly men showed a look of horror on their faces, but it was too late to retreat. They collided with the fire snake that Zilong had transformed casually. With the roar, the bodies of the six burly men flew backwards, directly cracking the walls of the room.

"Fifth-level King!"

Seeing the young element being released, so skillfully and easily controlled the source fire, one blow turned the six fourth-level peak thugs into losing their combat ability, and everyone in Cheng's business was instantly stagnant.

Such a young fifth-level king is a rare monster even among the royal family. They actually saw it in a small border town, which made everyone unbelievable.

"This guy must have used disguise!" Even though he comforted himself like this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a few steps back, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled off his forehead.

However, just when the middle-aged man was still trying to retreat, a huge palm pressed against his back, allowing him to stop his retreating pace.

The middle-aged man turned around in shock and saw a vicissitudes of old face full of wrinkles.

"Old Hu!"

When he saw the old man's face, the middle-aged man was surprised and happy. Every Cheng business in the Central Plains had at least one fifth-level middle-level king in charge. The old man Hu who appeared behind him was the highest helm of the business sent by the Cheng family. His strength was the peak king realm of the fifth-level king, only one step away from the sixth-level saint.

"Old Hu, these two..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Mr. Hu waved his hand and stopped him.

The crowd of Cheng's business dispersed, showing a path towards Zilong for Mr. Hu.

Looking at the old man who was slowly approaching him, Zilong's face showed a serious expression. He was not afraid of the old man's strength, but because of his respect for the Cheng clan family. Zilong knew that the old man in front of him was a member of the Cheng clan family. His previous manager and the middle-aged man were at most some subordinate forces of the Cheng clan family.

Just as the old man walked to Zilong, a crackling sound came from behind Zilong. After a while, Adong came to Zilong with four bloody teeth in his hand, bent down toward Zhicheng, and said, "Young Master, Adong has brought you twice the teeth you want."

Zilong looked back and looked at Adong with a flickering look on his face, then glanced at the manager who was covered in blood and fainted on the ground. He nodded with satisfaction and praised:

"Good, do it well! But don't keep your teeth and throw them away. It's too dirty."

"Yes!" Adong replied loudly, and threw the four blood-stained teeth into the fainting manager in the eyes of the Cheng clan.

This scene was seen in the eyes of everyone, and the middle-aged man was so angry that he gritted his teeth. It was simply slapping them in the face of Cheng's business, but Mr. Hu didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to say anything for a moment. The middle-aged man muttered something in the ear of a subordinate, and then the man left the room in a flash, and a ruthless look appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"My friend, I need an explanation." Mr. Hu's slightly turbid old eyes looked at Zilong, his voice was calm, but mixed with irresistible power.

Zilong didn't say anything. His spiritual sense moved slightly. He took out a token from the storage ring, held it in his hand, and showed it to the old man in front of him.

Zilong did not want to have any conflicts with the people of the Cheng clan, so he adopted the gentlest solution.

I saw that when I saw the token on Zilong's hand, Mr. Hu's face, which had been calm for the last moment, immediately became trembling. A moment later, in the shock of the crowd of the Cheng Trading Company, Mr. Hu suddenly knelt down on one knee and knocked at Zilong:

"The Cheng clan sent Hu Lin to the helm of the helm, pay homage to Mr. Zilong!"

Mr. Hu's kneeling in the eyes of the middle-aged man and others made them feel that their eyes were light and dark, and their calves seemed to have lost their support point, and the sky and the earth were sinking.

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Three things:

1. I have been uploading the manuscripts these two days and I haven’t had time to think about the topic. Sorry, so everyone doesn’t have to care whether the chapter title and content match.

2. Recently I received some comments from book friends. I have also talked to some people about my books. The results of the book are indeed very average. There are more than one million novels and only seventy or eighty people subscribe to the new chapter. This book has been a failure in a certain sense. The biggest reason is that a big man corrected me and said that I am writing articles around stories rather than writing articles. The readers are unhappy and tired. My thinking can only go further and further on the road of failure.

Perhaps it was my first time writing a book without experience. In addition to lacking some fun, there were many fatal injuries, including too many foreshadowings, slow plots, too many irrelevant descriptions or burdens, etc. Jianxue will learn to revise these books slowly. The book is lost, but Jianxue will persist until the completion of this book, otherwise I would be sorry for the story I have been brewing for so long and the readers who are still chasing updates.
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