The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 571: 10,000 per slap

? "Six thousand or eight hundred superior yuan stones?"

Jiang Chen's calm reaction caused Fang Zixiong to be stunned. Among so many slaughtered customers, there were various reactions when they heard the price.

Some were angry and questioned, some hindered face recognition, some were wronged and reasoned.

"That's right."

However, Fang Zixiong didn't take it to heart, and he didn't smile.

"If I don't pay? What will happen?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

Even the most luxurious restaurant is less than one-tenth of the price for a night, not to mention Jiang Chen didn't eat or drink last night.

Think of the dozens of rooms in this restaurant, and the profit in a month is very considerable.

"Guest, in Water Dragon City, I advise you to be rational. If you have any questions about the bill, just say it." Fang Zixiong was not surprised, and said coldly.

"A piece of waste paper, what can I say." Jiang Chen took the bill and squeezed it into a ball.

Fang Zixiong shrugged, and seven people rushed in outside the door, all of whom were Tianyimen disciples Jiang Chen had seen last night.

"Friends, our brothers and sisters open stores, all are clearly marked, you do not put our Tianyimen in your eyes!"

These people are all in the realm of the sky, facing Jiang Chen, a martial master, very presumptuous.

Jiang Chen raised his head and glanced at him, then suddenly shot, slapped Fang Zixiong's cheek with a slap, and knocked him to the ground with great strength.

"This is my ancestral slap, which has the effect of relaxing muscles and promoting blood circulation. A slap of 10,000 superior primordial stones will deduct the house money, count you as a whole number and give me four thousand superior primordial stones." Jiang Chen said.

The group of Tianyimen disciples in front of them are collectively dumbfounded, especially when Jiang Chen said the whole number, not three thousand, but four thousand, this rounding is even more domineering than them.

"You, you, you!"

Fang Zixiong clutched his cheeks, pointed at Jiang Chen, and said angrily: "Don't think that you are a venerable, it is great, there is a difference in the real martial arts!"

"Oh? What's the difference?"

Jiang Chen curiously said.

"Venerables without power, just like weeds, they can be burned with a single fire!" Fang Zixiong shouted.

"If you stay here like me, it's obviously just here, right?" Jiang Chen said.

"Hmph, you wait!"

Fang Zixiong didn't say much, he turned around and left, and wanted to get someone to deal with Jiang Chen.

However, just as they moved, a gust of wind blew up in the room with terrifying power, and all the furniture was shattered into slag.

Tianyimen and the others couldn't move forward, their bodies were out of control.

"You came to me and yelled, spoke insultingly, ignored the majesty of my lord, do you want to leave like this?"

"We are Tianyimen disciples!" Fang Zixiong roared, as if these words could explain everything.

"Tianyimen? Never heard of it."

Jiang Chen sneered, the violent wind turned into a gust of wind, and the suits of the group of people would also be torn.

"In Water Dragon City! We have more than ten Wu Zun brothers in Tianyi Men!" the man said again.

"So what?"

Jiang Chen remained unmoved, the wind was stronger, and with a bang, everyone's battle clothes were torn apart, becoming like a beggar.

"Senior, stop it!"

Fang Zixiong couldn't bear it, because the skin was also being torn, and the pain almost broke him.

"Stop? This doesn't sound like begging for mercy."

Jiang Chen curled his lips, but did not see any movement, blood stains appeared on the Tianyimen disciple.

"We were wrong, we damn, seniors let us go."

Another Tianyimen disciple cried out for mercy.

"It's because I have eyes but no pearls. Senior adults don't care about villains!" Fang Zixiong also said.

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and the gust of wind disappeared instantly without a trace. Even the Tianyimen disciples were helpless to kneel on the ground, gasping for breath.

Papa Papa Papa!

Jiang Chen didn't idle, and shot like lightning. Within a second, each of them swelled on both cheeks.

"One slap is 10,000, each person slaps 20,000, and you have eight people. Round up, so you can collect 200,000." Jiang Chen said again.

"This..."

The Tianyimen disciples wanted to cry without tears. They sold a pot of turbid wine for thousands, and a plate of vegetables for hundreds. Compared with Jiang Chen's slap of 10,000, it was completely innocent.

They all have an urge to learn from a teacher.

In the end, everyone pitifully digs out of their bodies, barely making up their respective expenses.

But Jiang Chen checked and found that everyone was about a thousand less.

"Senior, we don't have that much with us, or we go back and get it for you?" Fang Zixiong's eyes rolled, thinking of a ghost idea.

"No need."

Jiang Chen flicked his finger, and the jade tokens on the eight people flew into his hands, saying: "Yes, they are all good spirit jade, just to make up what you lack."

Fang Zixiong resisted the wailing, but that was the identity token of their sect. In addition to its own value, the symbolic meaning was more than a little bit of a stone.

They couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Chen really didn't know their Tianyimen.

If this is the case, they don't mind letting Jiang Chen appreciate the power of Tianyimen.

They held back their anger without breaking out, and waited until Jiang Chen didn't continue to embarrass them, then moved to rescue the soldiers.

However, Jiang Chen could easily see their inner thoughts.

With another wave of the big hand, the eight people rolled out the window one after another, and at this moment, their clothes were completely torn apart.

So no matter what, women's screams and anger soon sounded in the street.

Eight people with bare bottoms are like mice crossing the street, and they are rejected by others.

Jiang Chen watched them go away, shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't care about such a bit of essence, but he didn't want to be bullied by others.

When he left the restaurant, Xueqing hurried over and said: "Brother, you hurry up and run away, or you will be in disaster."

Jiang Chen noticed the slap marks on her cheeks and sighed: "Why do you stay with him like that."

"Last night, I have already thought about it clearly. I will not do this kind of thing in the future. It's just that my brother was hurt in the end because I was sorry."

After Xueqing finished speaking, he just wanted to return the resources he got yesterday~IndoMTL.com~ I don’t have the habit of returning. "Jiang Chen said.

Xueqing gritted his teeth, the flying boat came to his feet and said: "Brother, I will send you out of the city, otherwise you have nowhere to hide in Water Dragon City."

"It's okay, I have my own way." Jiang Chen didn't get on the boat. He knew that if he did, he would involve him.

Jiang Chen said again: "I also want to learn, what is the noble martial arts of Tianyimen."

Seeing his stubbornness, Xueqing stopped saying anything, watching Jiang Chen disappear into the crowded streets.

Not long after he left, Fang Zixiong came back with eight people wearing their clothes, one by one, angrily, asking Jiang Chen for trouble.

"Not good, it's Brother Xu."

Xueqing noticed the sect brothers invited by eight people, and secretly shouted badly.

Senior Brother Xu walked at the end, his eyes were cold, Xueqing could feel the chill on him even if he was separated from the crowd.