Chapter 341 You Can't Be Provoked

At the same time when she heard this, Xingtong also saw the person in front of her. At first sight, her face turned pale, and she instinctively took a step back, with a panicked expression on her face.

Ye Feibai in front heard the movement behind him and looked back. Hanzhi, who was walking behind Xingtong with something in his hand, strode forward and came to her side.

"Xingtong, are you okay?" Seeing her pale face, Han Zhi asked.

Xingtong shook his head, squatted down and picked up the things that fell on the ground, but at this moment, the man stepped forward and reached out to grab Xingtong.

"How did you end up here? How did you not die?"

Of course, he stretched out his hand and was blocked by Han Zhi, and at the same time he moved his steps, protecting Xing Tong behind him, staring at the man with a blank expression: "Go away!"

"Who are you! What's your business when I talk to her? Get out of the way!" The man's face was filled with anger, and he reached out to push Hanzhi, but was blocked by a fan.

"Hey, what's this for?" Ye Feibai's fan blocked in front of the man, and with a surge of strength in his hand, the pressure of the spiritual master shook the man back.

He took a few steps back before he stood still. The man's face suddenly turned gloomy. He stared at the man in Chinese clothes with a fan in his hand and looked like an aristocratic son, then looked at the man in black and his whole body was icy cold. The man looked at him, and finally his eyes fell on the man who lowered his head slightly, and sneered.

"Okay! I didn't expect that you not only didn't die, but also supported the mountain, right? But don't forget, you are a family member! An ominous person, who still has the face to live in this world, if I were you, I would have Hit him to death!"

"Then just hit it! We didn't stop it."

Ye Feibai said coolly, the fan in his hand fanned gently, and his eyes fell on the man: "However, if you don't dare to bump, then you have to be more polite when you talk to us, you must know that this is Tianlong City. , not your home."

"Who are you! Dare to take care of my family's affairs!" The man snorted coldly, his expression gloomy.

Ye Feibai glanced at him and said leisurely, "This young master is someone you can't afford to offend."

Hearing this, the man was obviously a little afraid, but at this moment, a low voice came over, and he listened to it, as if he was beaten with blood.

"Gu Yuan, what's wrong?"

Hearing this voice, Xing Tong, who was being guarded by Han Zhi, shuddered violently, but he did not dare to raise his head, instead he lowered his head lower, his face became paler and paler, his body trembled slightly, as if he had encountered What a scared person in general.

A middle-aged man in black clothes walked out from another shop. Seeing a few people gathered here, he walked over.

His steps were steady, and his body exuded the aura of a superior who was not angry and mighty. Beside him were two twelve- or thirteen-year-old teenagers and girls, and behind him were four middle-aged men.

"Second uncle! You came just in time, come and see who this is!"

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi came over, came to his side and glanced at Ye Feibai, who was holding a fan and looked like a noble boy, and saw a man in black standing beside him, and a man who was guarded by the man in black behind him. A girl who lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly.

He asked, "Aren't you going to buy something? Why did you waste it here?"