Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 391

After entering the center of Haicheng, the number of people and houses gradually increased, and the costumes were even more strange.

"It's strange, I haven't seen anyone dressed like Haenyeo and the others." Song Baoling glanced over and lowered the curtain.

Yu Zikong closed his eyes and meditated, still somewhat comfortable, his eyelids opened a crack.

"Look at the identities of the divers, and they should be wearing the same clothes at that time, but the styles are different."

Suddenly, the horse raised its head and roared, and the car braked suddenly. Song Baoling reacted very quickly, supporting the carriage with one hand, and protecting Song Youyou in his arms with the other.

Yu Zikong and Lianjiao were more unlucky. Yu Zikong subconsciously protected Lianjiao, and the two of them lost their balance and fell to the corner beside the carriage.

Lianjiao hit the back of her head and let out a cry of pain.Yu Zikong bumped his arm, gritted his teeth and pulled his hand out.

The coachman immediately turned around and asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"

"It's all right." Yu Zikong said while supporting himself to stand up.

The coachman just put down the curtain, and a rough voice came from not far outside the car.

"Who dares to stand in my way?"

Song Baoling frowned, handed Song Youyou to Yu Zikong, and lifted a corner of the curtain.

The man looked as rough as his voice, and looked like the unique appearance of the Ama clan, and he was carrying two sledgehammers in his hands.

A curvy beard covered the lower half of his face, his words and deeds were reckless and arrogant, his shoulder-length hair was half tied up, exposing the front of his forehead.

The corners of Song Baoling's mouth twitched. This person seemed not to be trifled with, and his brain seemed to be not very good.

"I didn't block your way, we were just driving normally." The driver swallowed, and replied bravely.

The man was full of anger and looked down on the coachman, "I said you blocked my way, so you blocked my way!"

The coachman shut up, he had never seen such an unreasonable person.

Lianjiao covered her head and straightened up, Yu Zikong checked, "No bleeding, just a little swollen, apply some medicine later."

"It hurts so much." Lian Jiao said with a wrinkled face.

Song Baoling glanced at her nervously, then turned to ask the driver, "What's going on? Are you not injured?"

The coachman shook his head, "I'm not injured, just driving, they suddenly appeared here, I can only pull the horse urgently, the horse was also frightened."

And the carriage has been moving very smoothly.

The rough man swept over his eyes sharply, "You are the ones who blocked my way, do you know who I am?"

Song Baoling snorted coldly, "I don't know, three carriages are more than enough for such a big road, why can't we go?"

Then the man looked at them, looked up and down, stroked his beard, "Aren't you from here?"

His gaze stayed on Song Baoling's face, and he suddenly smiled, "It's quite a distinctive appearance, quite unique."

Song Baoling showed a disgusted expression, "Coachman, let's bypass him and go straight, ignore him."

After all, they are not from here, and they still have some status here based on what he just said. They have just entered Haicheng, so they shouldn't make too much trouble.

The coachman understood Song Baoling's meaning, nodded immediately, and planned to avoid it.

But the man blocked the way of several people, with malicious intentions, "Why, you want to leave before this matter is resolved?"

There were already many people gathered around, whispering in low voices.

"Tsk, it's really a sin to be attracted by Ximentao again."

"This woman is also unlucky, and she doesn't wear a veil."

Most of the people who spoke were old women and men, and young women were rarely seen.

Song Baoling vaguely heard what they said and felt disgusted. It seems that this man has harmed many women before.

Naturally, Ximen Tao also heard the bad comments about himself, and stared angrily at the past.

"Who's talking! Do you still want the tongue?"

The people around immediately shut up, Ximentao's cruel temper and cruel methods, who in Haicheng doesn't know?
After Ye Lanchen stayed behind enough, he unhurriedly got out of the carriage and walked to Song Baoling's place.

He glanced at Ximen Tao indifferently, not paying attention to him at all, and fanned his fan leisurely, counting the time.

"Hey, I haven't been here for a long time, and the atmosphere in Haicheng has become like this."

There was something in Ye Lanchen's words, and in Ximen Tao's view, he was provoking him.

"Which onion are you?" Ximentao asked impatiently.

Ye Lanchen didn't bother to answer him, and said with a little pressure: "Hurry up and get out of the way."

Ximentao held the hammer in his hand and looked at Ye Lanchen unkindly, as if he was about to rush over in the next second.

But when he caught sight of Song Baoling, he changed his attention again, and loosened his hand holding the hammer, "Okay, but you have to give me the beauty in the car."

Song Baoling was disgusted by his wretched request, Ye Lanchen looked at Song Baoling, "Put your head back, don't come out, there is still you."

His eyes moved to the coachman again.

The coachman's scalp was numb, he realized something, and immediately got into the carriage for the sake of his own life.

Seeing his behavior, Ximentao frowned displeasedly, "What do you mean? No promise?"

"Why did you agree?" Ye Lanchen felt that Jun Tingsheng was walking this way, and silently lit a piece of wax for Ximen Tao in his heart.

If you dare to hit Song Baoling's attention, you are really not afraid of death.

A man tugged at Ye Lanchen's sleeve, and kindly reminded: "My lord, why not do it for a woman?"

Ye Lanchen raised his eyebrows, "What can't be said?"

Seeing Ye Lanchen's stubborn face, the man stopped persuading him, looked at him like a fool, and silently retreated to his seat.

Against Ximentao, isn't this rushing to seek death?
Ximentao snorted, "If you don't listen to someone who advises you, you really think you've lived too long."

Ye Lanchen clicked his tongue, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that Jun Tingsheng had already walked over, and stepped back lazily.

Seeing that he didn't take himself seriously, Ximentao became angry and looked at Jun Tingsheng who was dressed in black.

"Who are you? If you are sensible, hand over that woman, and I will let you go."

Jun Tingsheng held the hilt of the sword with his hand, and his specially processed voice had a unique flavor, "What if I don't? You go to die?"

When the people around heard such blunt words, they immediately dispersed. If Ximen Tao got angry and fought, they might be implicated as well.

Ximen Tao frowned with blue veins, "I don't know the heights of heaven and earth, today I will let you know the consequences of daring to speak to me like this!"

After speaking, he rushed over with his fists clenched, his eyebrows raised upwards, adding a bit of fierceness to his expression.

Jun Tingsheng was not in a hurry to draw his sword, and dodged to a position not far away.

Ximen Tao was taken aback, "Oh, it turns out that you have some kung fu, but unfortunately, you are still too arrogant."

After all, he showed a wicked smile.

Jun Tingsheng remained silent, staring at him indifferently, raised his hand and hooked his fingers at him, full of provocation.

Sure enough, Ximen Tao's anger increased, "Today I will tear you apart!"

(End of this chapter)