Chapter 1952 If You Don't Make a Move, You Will Be Fine, and if You Make a Move, You Will Cut Grass...

As soon as this statement came out, the entire hall was shaken.

The waiter girl was even more shocked, and then looked up at the speaker.

I saw this man standing in front of the table with a look of boredom on his face.

When Zhao Jingsheng saw that he didn't know this man, his face darkened instantly, "What are you, you dare to come to stop me for fun? Get lost!"

The man ignored Zhao Jingsheng's clamor, but looked at the running girl, and smiled slightly, "The plain noodles taste really good, thank you!"

For some reason, when she saw the man's smile, the waiter girl felt her nose sore, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingsheng became even more furious, "What? Want a hero to save the beauty? You don't even think about whether you are worthy or not!"

As he said that, Zhao Jingsheng slapped out his palm, and blasted towards the man with the sound of wind.

Although he is a quasi-golden fairy who was forcibly trained, he is very watery!

But Zaishui is also a quasi-golden fairy, so the power of this palm is quite terrifying, and there is a gust of wind blowing in the hotel lobby.

Zhao Jingsheng's face showed a look of satisfaction, but just as his palm reached halfway, he suddenly stopped.

Because the man blocked his palm lightly with one hand.

Zhao Jingsheng's face turned pale, and he frantically exerted force, trying to shake the man away.

But all his efforts failed. Although this man simply stood there, he was like a mountain. No matter how Zhao Jingsheng urged him, he couldn't shake it at all.

A look of astonishment appeared in Zhao Jingsheng's eyes.

At this moment, the man gave him a faint smile.

"This palm, I will pay you back!"

After finishing speaking, the man raised his other hand and slapped it down.

boom!

The moment the palm fell, Zhao Jingsheng felt as if the sky had collapsed, a wave of mellow, mellow and magnificent force came crashing down, one could not even raise the heart of resistance.

Zhao Jingsheng screamed, frantically mobilizing all his cultivation bases to try to resist.

But these efforts of his are as childish and ridiculous as a mayfly shaking a tree.

Without even the slightest pause, the palm force destroyed all his resistance,

Then descended on top of his head.

Zhao Jingsheng's eyes showed infinite despair and panic, and he screamed, "Forgive me..."

The man's palm paused slightly.

As soon as Zhao Jingsheng saw hope, he immediately began to frantically beg for mercy, "My lord, please forgive me. I didn't know you would appear here. Please spare me! I promise I will never dare again!"

The man's palm rested on the top of his head, and then said lightly: "Do you know me?"

Zhao Jingsheng shook his head, but immediately thought of something, and nodded frantically.

"Oh? Then who do you think I am?" the man asked with great interest.

"You...you are the great Bodhisattva who rescues the suffering. It's all because I have blind eyes that I offended you. Please forgive me!" Zhao Jingsheng kept begging for mercy.

The entire hotel lobby was deadly silent.

People all looked at it stupidly.

No one expected that such a shocking reversal would suddenly occur.

This aggressive Zhao Jingsheng, in the hands of this man, didn't even last a single round and became the defeat of his subordinates.

This is nothing, the key is that Zhao Jingsheng's crazy begging for mercy at this time is simply shocking.

Who would have imagined that the third prince, who was usually domineering and domineering, would behave so unbearably in the face of death.

Not even an ordinary person has integrity.

Facing Zhao Jingsheng's begging for mercy, the man did not respond, but turned his head to look at the running girl.

"Girl, do you think this person was killed or released?"

The waiter girl was also stupid.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Especially now that the man has given her the right to choose, which makes her even more confused.

Zhao Jingsheng shuddered all over, and then looked at the waitress with earnest eyes full of pleading, so pitiful that he almost knelt down for her.

The waitress hesitated a little.

Of course she hated this Zhao Jingsheng, because he beat her father for no reason and tried to be rude to herself.

But after all, he is the third prince of Zhao country, if he is killed just like this...wouldn't it mean that his father and daughter also caused a catastrophe?

So after pondering for a moment, the waitress girl said softly: "My lord, let him go!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jingsheng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, thinking secretly in his heart.

This girl is quite sensible, forgive me for not daring to do anything to me.

Of course, these were thoughts deep in his heart, but he didn't dare to show them on the surface, but looked at the man pleadingly.

The man suddenly laughed, "Release?"

"En!" The waiter girl responded in a low voice.

"Then do you know what will happen if you let him go?"

Without waiting for the girl in the hall to answer, the man continued talking on his own.

"After we leave, he will definitely make a comeback, arrest you and your father and slowly torture you. At that time, death is simply a luxury for you. Until one day he feels tired of playing, you are qualified to die."

The man spoke quietly, making everyone in the hotel lobby feel their hairs stand on end.

Because the scene described by the man is really terrible.

The girl in the running hall was shocked even more, and then looked at Zhao Jingsheng.

At this time, Zhao Jingsheng's complexion was as white as paper, and there was a look of panic in his eyes.

Because what the man said just now are the true thoughts deep in his heart.

He didn't know how this man knew.

At this moment, the man smiled at Zhao Jingsheng, "Am I right? Your Highness the Third Prince?"

Zhao Jingsheng trembled all over, suddenly understood, and shouted in horror: "No, that's not the case, I didn't..."

The voice did not fall.

The man's palm fell down, smashing Zhao Jingsheng's head with a decisive gesture.

puff!

Blood mixed with brains splattered all over the place.

Zhao Jingsheng looked at the man with dull eyes, his face full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he died just like that.

But soon, the brilliance in his eyes was completely extinguished.

Then the dead body fell to the ground.

The man patted his palm lightly, and said lightly: "So to deal with this kind of person, if you don't take action, there is only one way, and that is to cut the weeds!"

"Girl, do you understand?"

During the whole process, the man didn't even look at the dead body on the ground, as if it wasn't a majestic Third Prince who died, but an insignificant ant.

But he can be so calm, others can't.

After a while of silence, the whole restaurant was completely boiling.

"The third prince is dead, my God! It's over, we all have to be buried with him!" Someone cried bitterly.

"Run!" Someone fled.

Many others stared blankly at the blood on the ground, as if they didn't believe it was true.