The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 353 The rest, I will solve it myself!
Zhang You's obese body was also shocked suddenly, a sharp cold light burst out from the originally small eyes, and those eyes were unprecedentedly dignified.

His cultivation talent is not high, so at this age, his strength is only at the middle level.

And the burly man who appeared in front of him, his strength was unknown, but the aura he erupted faintly overwhelmed him.

Facing the burly man rushing towards him like a sharp arrow, he concentrated his energy, raised his big fat hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched it out!
Sisi's energy condensed and twisted, forming a sonic boom as his fist passed by.

The two figures collided instantly!
After the Qi Jin was compressed to the extreme, it exploded suddenly, and the aftermath shook in all directions. Both of them retreated thumpingly, and their blood was boiling.

The suit on the arm of the burly man was torn apart by the terrifying energy and turned into strips of cloth, but he didn't care, showing a sinister smile.

"The seventh level of a great martial artist? Unfortunately, I am one level higher than you."

As the burly man said, he tossed his suit aside. Inside was a vest, revealing his strong tendons, full of terrifying explosive power.

Not only is he a great martial artist at the ninth level, but he has also practiced horizontal kung fu. His physical body is stronger than ordinary martial artists of the same level, and his defense is extremely strong.

In the meantime, he stepped down, the floor under his feet cracked, and with a touch of his toes, he rushed out. Terrible vigor flowed around his body, giving people a sense of unshakability, like a giant mountain crushed by terrifying aura. Come!

The breath was overwhelming, and the pressure on Zhang You's chest was extremely uncomfortable. He raised his arms with difficulty, and headed towards his punching fist!

Just one hit.

He felt an overwhelming force through his arms, spreading to every corner of his body, and the huge body had already flown out.

The tables and chairs behind him were all swept down and hit the wall fiercely. After a few seconds, he fell to the ground, spitting blood, and breathless.

"dad--!!!"

Zhang Yuting yelled and rushed up quickly, trying to help him up. Seeing her father's miserable state, she was heartbroken and burst into tears.

"Ting, don't compete with them, we can't fight them." Zhang You looked desolate, and grabbed Zhang Yuting's hand, fearing that his daughter would be impulsive and confront these people head-on.

Although Cui Lan Pavilion was his life's painstaking effort, compared with his own daughter An Wei, it was nothing worth mentioning.

There is no comparison between the two!
Zeng Zirong stared straight at the two of them with his dark eyes, and immediately stepped forward, "Follow me, and start clearing the field!"

"Smash this broken place to pieces! Hahahaha——"

He put his hands in his pockets, raised his head, laughed wildly, and was extremely rampant.

He, Zeng Zirong, was a son of a rich family born with a golden key in his mouth. He was the heir to the eight major financial groups in Kyoto, and he was destined to be extremely noble from birth.

Those lowly untouchables, if they dare to go against his wishes, will end like this!
"boom--"

Before he came to a private room, he suddenly kicked open the door of one of the private rooms and walked in swaggeringly.

Inside, there happened to be a group of young people inside. Seeing Zeng Zirong barging in, one of the young people's face suddenly sank, and he slapped the table and got up.

"What do you want to do? If you want to make trouble, go elsewhere. Tonight, this is Mr. Zhao's place, and it's not your turn to be presumptuous here."

"Ah--"

Zeng Zirong sneered, snapped his fingers, and a black-clothed bodyguard walked out on the spot behind him, took a few steps, grabbed the young man, and threw him against the wall.

"boom--"

Before everyone could react, the young man had already landed on the ground, coughing up blood, curled up into a ball, and was extremely miserable.

"Now, tell me, whose field is here?!"

Feeling Zeng Zirong's gloomy eyes, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Mr. Zhao's throat rolled a few times, and he stood up tremblingly, "May I ask, which family's son are you from? My friend who was under me before was not sensible..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zeng Zirong interrupted proudly, "Tianyuan Group, Zeng Zirong! Can you get out now?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyelids of those people twitched a few times, Tianyuan Group, one of the eight major financial groups, is a descendant of Zeng's lineage! !
This……

Cold sweat seeped from the top of their heads, their palms were soaked, and they even held their breath.

Mr. Zhao's legs were weak, he nodded and bowed again and again, his expression panicked, "I'm going to get out, I'm going to get out—"

Mr. Zhao and the others picked up the young man who was vomiting blood from the beating, and left the place in despair.

The young owner of the Tianyuan Group came here to make trouble, and the Cuilan Pavilion might not be able to keep it.

Compared with the Tianyuan Group of Nuoda, the mere Cuilan Pavilion is a drop in the bucket, insignificant.

"Smash—"

With an order, Zeng Zirong turned around and left, and the attendants behind him directly destroyed the private room, making it a mess, and then left with satisfaction.

This kind of movement frightened the people in other private rooms, and they rushed out from inside with a pale face, rushing out like a frightened bird, for fear that they would be affected.

"Something went wrong, let's go—"

"Don't look around, we can't afford to mess with these people, leave quickly!"

A group of people left in a hurry.

Soon, the entire Cuilan Pavilion was empty, leaving only a few people.

Seeming to have thought of something suddenly, Zhang Yuting's beautiful eyes lit up, she stood up abruptly, stepped on her high heels and walked towards one of the private rooms.

She remembered that the three people in that private room seemed to have not left yet! !

"Ting, where are you going?"

Zhang Youfa's face was full of anxiety. He didn't understand why Zhang Yuting made such a sudden move. Right now, protecting oneself is the most important thing.

Zhang Yuting ignored her father's words, rushed directly to the private room where the three of Xiao Yun were, and opened the door suddenly.

For a moment, the three eyes looked at her in unison, Xiao Yun's sword eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and after taking a deep breath, there was also a trace of anger welling up in Xiao Yun's heart, wanting to be quiet for a while Will not work?

"Before they arrive, the three of you should leave quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to leave later."

Zhang Yuting said coldly, although she could not understand this kind of dude, but she would not see Xiao Yun and others being implicated because of her.

Although Zhang Yuting is cold and arrogant, she is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside, this time she came here to remind Xiao Yun and the other three because she was afraid that they would be implicated.

Xiao Yun looked calm, and said coldly, "What's going on today, is it so difficult to have a quiet meal?"

He glanced at Zhang Yuting. Although this woman was a bit nervous, her heart was not bad.

"You cook the dishes according to the menu, and Ben Shao will take care of the rest."

He just wants to have a quiet meal, but why are there so many people looking for trouble?
(End of this chapter)