After coming down from the mountain, open a restaurant to support my daughter

After all, the physical strength of children is limited, and they are tired after playing with middle-aged people for more than a minute.

"Master is in a good mood, I won't skin you, go to the woods and kneel, don't move or eat for a day!" The

boy saw that his partners were almost beaten, so he said deliberately to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man kept his head down, and when he heard the boy's words, he hurriedly nodded yes.

Then he staggered over to the woods.

Although he was beaten for a long time, the middle-aged man's injuries were not serious at all.

At most, there are some bruises on the face, which is estimated to be the limited strength of the children, or ......

After Chen Ning noticed the middle-aged man, he squinted slightly.

This middle-aged man actually has the dark energy of a martial artist in the late stage of cultivation! This

is comparable to the strength of the punishment and beheading that he came into contact with before.

Chen Ning stepped back a little deeper into the woods.

Although it's all small trees.

But Chen Ning predicted the trajectory and sight of this middle-aged man, and it was still easy to avoid him.

After a while, the middle-aged man went into the deepest part of the woods, went directly to the corner of the wall, and sat down.

"Damn, damn little bastard, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's inability to avoid the protection of the Bao family in order to avoid the enemy, he would have chopped you to feed the dog!" The

middle-aged man changed his cringe on the lawn at this time, and muttered with a thick ruthless expression.

Chen Ning was just a few meters behind the man, and he could see his reaction clearly.

Hearing this, he suddenly shook again.

The extreme disgust for the little boy was alleviated a little.

The middle-aged man himself is not a good thing.

The boy on the lawn didn't come over to check on the situation either.

After playing for a while, he waved his hand and said to the rest of the children: "Let's go and practice, you all have to pretend to be a little bit today, and you must all be beaten down by me later, understand?"

The

rest of the children, both men and women, were clearly afraid of the little boy.

As soon as he spoke, he chimed in.

Then the boy left the lawn with a group of henchmen, and the hillside behind it was completely cleared.

Chen Ning was not in a hurry to leave, although the person in front of him was a gardener, he couldn't ask something ......

After the middle-aged man sat in the corner for a while, he took out his mobile phone and cigarette, and while smoking, he tinkered with the mobile phone, occasionally muttering and cursing.

Chen Ning waited for five or six minutes, and found that most of the man was cursing at the little boy, and he couldn't hear more useful information at all.

"Brother, borrow a fire.

Chen Ning turned over his hand and took out a cigarette, and sat down beside the middle-aged man very indifferently.

"You ......"

The middle-aged man was startled by Chen Ning, who suddenly appeared, and stood up directly.

His eyes looked at Chen Ning with panic and vigilance.

It wasn't until he found that Chen Ning didn't seem to have any breath on his body that he calmed down slightly.

"Who are you?" the man was still a little wary.

"I'm just borrowing a fire, why don't you have it?" Chen Ning said with a faint smile.

"Aren't you a member of the Bao family?" the middle-aged man's eyes changed and he said in a deep voice.

Chen Ning continued to smile slightly, staring at the middle-aged man's eyes, "I'm here to 'visit the door', of course it's not the Bao family." "

You've been watching from here??" the middle-aged man was startled again.

"Yes, I saw it all, it's really sad, a dignified dark martial artist, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen after being beaten by a group of children, and he had to come over to punish him for kneeling...... Chen

Ning was full of banter, with a hint of contempt.

"Shut up, you...... No, how do you know my martial arts realm?"

The middle-aged man only realized at this time that something was completely wrong in Chen Ning's words.

Suddenly, the aura on his body exploded, and he made a posture of battle alert.

If it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible to see his identity as a martial artist, let alone directly break through the realm.

At first, the middle-aged people really thought that a relative of the Bao family came here to visit the door!

"Settle down, let's have a good talk, if I am satisfied, you can still live, otherwise...... You know.

Chen Ning didn't care about the other party's reaction at all, his tone was still flat, but his eyes kept staring at the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Who the hell are you? I warn now, and soon a large number of Bao family masters will surround you!" the

middle-aged man said coldly.

"You won't, and you don't have a chance, I don't believe you try!"

"Hmph, you really misunderstood me Tan Mouren......"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered for a while, and he snorted.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth to yell, and at the same time his body wanted to dodge to the side.

Then his mouth opened, and before he could make a roar, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound anymore, let alone want to move his body.

Chen Ning shook his head slightly helplessly: "Why are you so uninteresting, you could have lived in peace, if you have to do this, then you can't complain that I use some means!"

Chen Ning said in the end, his eyes suddenly became indifferent.

There seems to be a faint red glow under the eyes.

The middle-aged man was shocked enough, because he didn't even notice how the other party moved, and he was choked by the throat.

At this time, when he came into contact with Chen Ning's eyes again, his body suddenly stiffened, and all that was left in his eyes was horror.

He seems to have seen the Shura Field, and he was confronted with a group of demons that wanted to devour him.

"Say, what are you?

Chen Ning's voice reached the ears of the middle-aged man.

To be exact, it is directly involved in the soul of the middle-aged.

"I, my name is Tan Mouren, in the southern Hunan region, people give the nickname Hot Hand Man Demon.

Chen Ning was stunned, this Tan Mouren was really called

Tan Mouren, but when he heard Tan Mouren's nickname, the corners of Chen Ning's mouth couldn't help twitching twice.

It's really a tiger that doesn't come out of the mountain, and the monkey jumps everywhere.

Can you still be called a human demon with such a look

?" "What have you done, why did you come to the Bao family, and what is the purpose?"

Chen Ning suppressed the contempt in his heart, and asked in a faint tone.