Super death chest system

Chapter 63 It's Time to Fight!

"Deacon Cheng, what do you mean!"

Lan Yue's beautiful eyes were full of anger, "You forgot the rules of the Shenbing Pavilion, and you are not allowed to meddle in the disputes of outsiders!"

"Lan Yue, do I still need you to teach me?"

Deacon Cheng smiled disdainfully, "Master Ming Hong, what are you talking about about stolen goods?"

"These things are the burial objects of the ancestors of my Zhao family. They were stolen a few days ago. Now it seems that the tomb robber is this kid!"

Zhao Minghong sneered, and looked at Su Jin coldly, "Deacon Cheng, your Shenbing Pavilion should not be reduced to doing business with tomb robbers, right? If you help me capture this thief, my Zhao family will definitely suffer a lot." Thank you!"

"Anything else?"

Cheng Zhi was surprised by the accident, and immediately became furious, "Okay, the business of my Shenbing Pavilion was almost ruined by a tomb robber, little thief, how dare you mess around in my Shenbing Pavilion, don't kneel down and wait for Ming Hong Son, let it go!"

Looking at Su Jin, Deacon Cheng grinned in his heart, little bastard, if you are told not to do business with this deacon, this is your end.

"Deacon Cheng, you are doing favoritism!"

Lan Yue accused angrily, "The pavilion master knows, and will never bypass you!"

"Lan Yue, this deacon earns countless silver taels for the Shenbing Pavilion every year. How can such a trivial matter shake his position in the heart of the pavilion owner?"

Deacon Cheng said with a sneer, looking at Su Jin, he was aloof. Outsiders were afraid of the inner disciples of Wufu, but Deacon Cheng usually dealt with all the big shots in Tianyang City, so he was not afraid of the inner disciples.

What's more, the real background of Shenbing Pavilion is bigger than that of Qingling Martial House. Deep down in Deacon Cheng's heart, he even disdains Qingling Martial House.

Seeing that Su Jin was indifferent, Deacon Cheng said displeasedly: "What are you doing standing up, why don't you kneel down, thinking that you are an inner disciple of Wufu and can do whatever you want, messing around in my Shenbing Pavilion?"

Zhao Minghong's eyes showed a hint of conspiracy success. He didn't believe that Su Jin dared to mess around in Shenbing Pavilion. Even the elders of Wufu would not dare to offend Shenbing Pavilion at will, let alone an inner disciple.

"Hey."

Suddenly, Su Jin sighed, "Such stupid pigs who don't know how to live or die can be found everywhere."

Hearing this, Deacon Cheng's face darkened, and he was furious——

"Sir, wait a minute!"

Lan Yue screamed out.

boom!
A huge explosion sounded, and Su Jin's fist flew out at some point.

Deacon Cheng felt a blur in his eyes, and then his fat body flew upside down like a sandbag and hit the wall.

Ah!
Deacon Cheng wailed bitterly, rolled on the ground, and roared resentfully: "You...you...you dare to hit me, you dare to fight in the Shenbing Pavilion, you little beast, you are dead, you are dead! "

"Young master, how can you be so impulsive."

Lan Yue looked at Su Jin with an ugly face, and made a move at Shenbing Pavilion, which was already slapping Shenbing Pavilion in the face, and she couldn't even speak for Su Jin.

"Boy, you really don't know how to live or die. You attacked the deacons of the Shenbing Pavilion in the Shenbing Pavilion."

Zhao Minghong stared at Su Jin with a dark smile, and he felt extremely happy in making Su Jin an enemy so easily.

This is nothing more than the boy who has been repeatedly deflated by their three aristocratic families.

Seeing that Su Jin was still standing there without moving, Zhao Minghong secretly despised him. Not only was his brain not very good, but he also seemed to have no experience and didn't know the power of the Shenbing Pavilion.

"Bold!"

In an instant, several terrifying auras gushed out from the Shenbing Pavilion, swish, swish, swish!
Several figures appeared in the hall.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Shenbing Pavilion!"

A majestic middle-aged man with cold eyes, causing trouble in the Shenbing Pavilion, no matter who it is, must be severely punished.

"Pavilion Lord!"

Lan Yue's expression changed.

"The Lord of the Shenbing Pavilion has appeared, hahaha, this kid is dead."

The smile in Zhao Minghong's eyes was even brighter. He was worried that the people who appeared in the Shenbing Pavilion were not strong enough to make Su Jin run away, but with the presence of the master of the Shenbing Pavilion, he didn't have to worry anymore.

"Pavilion Master, you must be the master for me!"

Deacon Cheng got up from the ground miserably, turned his swollen face towards the master of the Shenbing Pavilion, and pointed at Su Jin resentfully, "This little bastard attacked me in the pavilion, ignoring the rules of my Shenbing Pavilion, you must Punish him severely!"

"The pavilion master and the elders are merciful, there is a misunderstanding!"

Lan Yue hurriedly said, she knew that it was impossible to keep Su Jin intact, and she just wanted to help Su Jin, after all, it was not Su Jin's fault.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Lan Yue's eyes were frozen——

I saw the master of Shenbing Pavilion suddenly raised his hand, and with a bang, Cheng Deacon was sent flying.

Except for Su Jin and the master of the Shenbing Pavilion himself, everyone's expressions were frozen, even the elders of the Shenbing Pavilion who had just appeared.

"...Pavilion, Pavilion Master, why... why... hit me?"

Deacon Cheng screamed and wailed, unable to believe that the pavilion master would beat him.

"Hmph, since Mr. Su En beat you, you must have something to beat. He didn't beat you to death, so you should be grateful to Dade. How dare you insult him!"

The master of Shenbing Pavilion sternly reprimanded, but then looked at Su Jin with a smile on his face, "Su Engong, what do you want to do with this guy, just tell me, I promise to deal with him until you are satisfied."

Lan Yue opened her mouth wide, and the elders and the surrounding maids were all stunned, and Zhao Minghong's expression was even more wonderful.

As the master of the Shenbing Pavilion, even when he met the elders of the Qingling Wufu, he would always be so respectful to an inner disciple of the Wufu.

Zhao Minghong's face turned ugly. No wonder, from the beginning to the end, Su Jin didn't show much worry. It turned out that he knew that nothing would happen at first.

For this kid, the Lord of the Shenbing Pavilion punished a deacon without asking why, which shows how important his status is in front of the Lord of the Shenbing Pavilion.

"Master, leave this guy to yourselves. I'm going to participate in the auction. Can you not waste my time?"

Su Jin said impatiently, fortunately the treasure chest was always in the auction house, otherwise he would have killed Nacheng Deacon long ago, and would have waited until now.

However, seeing that the master of the Shenbing Pavilion has such a good attitude, it seems that his prescription has worked, and his little bird has been able to grow, Su Jin secretly laughed.

"I understand."

The master of Shenbing Pavilion was all smiles, he didn't mind Su Jin's attitude at all, but looked at Lan Yue displeasedly: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't hurry up and take Su Enren to the sky-level box."

Lan Yue was taken aback for a moment, but then she reacted immediately, took the crystal card, and immediately handed it to Su Jin, "Mr. Su, please."

Su Jin took the crystal card and followed Lan Yue directly to the auction.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Zhao Minghong.

Zhao Minghong noticed this, his eyes became extremely gloomy, and he clenched his fists.

"Little bastard, please be proud for a while, I will make you pay the price sooner or later!"

As for the treasures in the tomb of the Zhao family ancestors, Zhao Minghong didn't even mention them.

The Shenbing Pavilion never asks about the origin of things when they collect them. Anyone with a little knowledge knows this.

(End of this chapter)