Invincible to all realms from the super seminary

Chapter 167 A Little Farce
Qing Xia sized it up, but it was difficult to make a judgment.

The aura of that person in the distance is indeed very similar to Wang Xiaoming, but his age is really not right.

You know, Wang Xiaoming is just a primary school student, but that person is at least sixteen or seventeen years old.

Totally a teenager.

Qingxia couldn't help but aroused great curiosity in her heart, and was about to step forward to ask.

But before he could take a step, a group of humans with strange auras walked over mightily.

The strength of that group of people did not exceed the second level.

And the realm is vain, which belongs to the kind of trash that Qing Xia can destroy with a single breath.

"Lizard head, do you know those people in front?" Qing Xia suddenly stopped the half-lizard man who wanted to sneak away.

The half-lizard man laughed awkwardly: "My lord, you can just call me a green head. I know those people. They are just a group of dudes. They take advantage of some power in the family to do evil everywhere and bully men and women. Not a good thing."

"Have you ever been bullied by them?"

The green head shrugged his shoulders: "Probably a few times, but they still prefer to bully humans, and they don't have much interest in our weirdness."

"Interesting, let's go, let's go to the theater." Qing Xia greeted.

Faced with the orders of a mysterious and strong man like Qingxia, Lutou had no choice but to muster up the courage to follow behind.

After all, with such a boss standing in front, those dudes shouldn't be able to make a fuss, right?

He only hoped that the matter would not become a big deal, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to get along in the No. 999 township in the future.

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"Huazi, you are not allowed to set up a stall here, get out of here quickly! Otherwise, I will break your dog legs!"

A young man with a fierce face kicked away several books on the booth and shouted loudly.

"Brother Nalan, don't get angry, what are you talking about with this beggar? In my opinion, how about breaking the leg of this beggar and throwing him into the ghost mountain?"

"Well, yes, that sounds interesting."

The man who made the suggestion just now has a curious face that even devils despise, with a crooked nose and slanted eyes.

If so, it's nothing.

But this person seems to be holding a folding fan with a picture of "chicken eating rice" printed on it in order to pretend to be 13, which looks nondescript.

It added a bit of humor.

"Ugh!"

Seeing that the business was interrupted, the person who looked like Wang Xiaoming sighed, and then picked up the bench.

"Who are you guys? Why don't you let me set up a stall here? This street is not owned by your family? And this man, it's not your fault that you are ugly, but you still know that Zhang is ugly. If you want to come out to scare people, this is your fault, come on! Who wanted to break the young man's leg just now? Let the young man stand up and see!"

As soon as these words came out, some dudes couldn't help showing strange expressions on their faces.

He looked like he wanted to laugh but held back.

The ugly dandy couldn't hold back his face anymore, and shouted violently: "Beggar, you are courting death!"

A wave of air blows past!

The fists of that ugly dude were suddenly covered with a cloud of sinister black energy.

"Baquan!" The move hits the vital point.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the audience booed!

"How is this possible? My Tyrannical Fist..."

I saw that the person whose aura resembled Wang Xiaoming received the punch without any pressure.

"That's it? You scared the baby to death, and you thought it was some kind of ruthless character? So that's all."

After all, the person who smelled exactly like Wang Xiaoming slapped that ugly dude on the face.

A whirlwind.

The ugly dude did a 720-degree gymnastics in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

"My teeth! You actually knocked out my teeth! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm going to kill you!"

"What are you all doing in a daze? Quickly capture this beggar for me, I'm going to abolish him!" The ugly dude shouted sharply.

"Abandon your uncle!"

The person who smelled like Wang Xiaoming cursed, and then threw the bench in the other hand.

With a "click", he scored twice.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! My head! My head! Come on! Come on! Hold that beggar up for me, I'm going to destroy him myself!"

The ugly dude rolled on the ground without any image, shouting.

It happened so suddenly.

The group of playboys all looked in shock at the bloody friends on the ground.

Although Jin Youqian's strength is mediocre, it's not enough to be defeated by a beggar with one move, right?
"It's just a beggar, let's go together!"

The vicious man named Mr. Nalan attacked first, and a strange black evil spirit emerged from his fists and feet.

"Go on!"

"Kill him..."

not far away.

Qing Xia pondered slightly: "The more you look at it, the more it looks like it! Could it be that kid Wang Xiaoming? What's going on? How much hormone has he been taking?"

Well, let's get down to business.

Instead of making random guesses here, Qing Xia thinks it's quickest to ask him directly.

But before asking, it would be nice to watch a little farce.

There was a burst of punching, kicking and noise.

The scene was like a brawl between punks.

There are even those who accidentally injured friendly troops.

"It's over! The young master of the Nalan family has had his head broken. Is that guy Wang Xiaoming crazy? This is going to kill you!"

"Damn it! Young Master Jin's mouth is full of teeth knocked out, did that kid play a ruthless hand?"

The green head muttered regretfully.

He will be implicated by Wang Xiaoming now!

Qingxia heard Lutou's muttering clearly, and said lightly: "It seems that you know a lot, what are the identities of those people? And what forces do they come from?"

"Oh, they are..."

After a few minutes.

The green head said everything he knew.

And by this time, the farce was almost over.

Those playboys were all lying on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, and the playboy surnamed Jin was especially seriously injured.

All the teeth in his mouth had been shot out, and his already ugly face became even more ugly.

All that was left was the strength to howl.

And the young man who was most likely to be Wang Xiaoming only suffered some skin trauma.

Right now, they are robbing the group of dandies on the ground very well, not even letting go of their clothes.

The technique is very skillful, and it doesn't look like the first time.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Qing Xia clapped her hands appreciatively, and walked forward: "Good job, Wang...Xiao Ming!"

As soon as Qing Xia opened her mouth, Wang Xiaoming, who was stuffing jade into his clothes and pulling his fingers, froze in place, slowly turned his head, and looked at Qing Xia with disbelief.

"Xia... Xia... Xia..."

"Why, I haven't seen you for a year, and I don't even know what her name is?" Qing Xia smiled slightly.

"Brother Xia!" Wang Xiaoming rushed over directly, the excitement in his expression couldn't be concealed no matter what.

"Oops!" Qing Xia dodged to hide, Wang Xiaoming didn't react in time, and fell into the mud.

Wang Xiaoming spat a few times, and walked forward with a sad face: "Brother Xia, you have changed, and you actually refused my sincere hug."

"Since when have you ever been sincere? Fighting, brawling, skipping class, which one did not include you?"

Seeing his embarrassing incident being publicly executed, Wang Xiaoming scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

But within a few seconds, Wang Xiaoming's eyes suddenly changed to doubt.

"Brother Xia, you just said you haven't seen each other for a year? Did I hear wrong? I've been in this poor place for almost six years! Look at me now!"

Hearing what Wang Xiaoming said, Qing Xia was not too surprised, but realized something: "Xiao Ming, let's find a quiet place to talk slowly."

"My lord! I know a very good place, make sure it's hidden enough!" Greenhead suggested.

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(End of this chapter)