Chapter 27 I Have an Opinion!

calm down.

At this time, the first thing to do is to rescue the disciple, and then deal with the inhuman bandit.

Jun Changxiao was full of anger and killing intent, and came to the front of the hall at the end. There were ten bandits standing at the door.

"It should be the elite in Heifengzhai."

While thinking, he stepped into the main hall, but as soon as he walked in, he felt a cold gaze locked on him instantly.

There are eight warriors in the hall, with murderous intent on their brows.

"These people have at least ten pulses!" Jun Chang laughed secretly.

"Boy."

A long-haired man with fair skin was half lying on the chair and said with a smile: "You really have the kind, dare to kill me from Heifengzhai."

A middle-aged man with beard and cheeks next to him said, "If it weren't for the order of the boss, I would have screwed your head off and kicked the ball!"

Jun Chang smiled and ignored it, and said with his hands behind his back: "I personally come to Montenegro to redeem people, and the big boss sends these little leaders who can't afford the banquet to greet them. Is that the way to entertain guests?"

"Damn guy!"

"Dare to say we are dog meat!"

The eight warriors in the hall stood up angrily, their eyes flickered with murderous intent, and they had the urge to kill the general Jun Changxiao.

"Hahaha!"

Just at this moment, the loud laughter came.

I saw a burly middle-aged man striding in through the side door, then sat on the tiger-skin seat, and said, "Sect Master Jun is here, and let my Heifeng Village flourish."

"Big boss!"

The eight warriors said respectfully.

Jun Chang smiled calmly, but seeing the looming aura gathering around him, he secretly said, "It should be a martial artist."

Although Martial Apprentice is only the second Martial Dao Realm of Starfall Continent, it is much stronger than the Martial Artist at the Open Pulse level.

In Jun Changxiao's memory, a martial artist is comparable to ten open pulse 12-segment players. With the blessing of high-level martial arts, it is easy to blast out ten thousand jins with one punch.

grandma's.

Facing a martial artist, the pressure is great.

"Big boss."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "I don't like nonsense. I came to Heifengzhai this time just to take my disciples away."

The head of the family raised a finger and said with a smile, "I, Zhou Tianba, don't beat around the bush. I have a head of one hundred taels. If I hand over the head of Qian Jun, I can take people away at any time."

"One hundred taels?"

Jun Changxiao frowned and said, "It's a bit expensive."

He only had three hundred taels on him, and he could only redeem three with money.

Zhou Tian is domineering: "Zhou is looking for the lowest price given by the king's sect. If you change it to another sect, you will start at least 200 taels per head."

"Oh?"

Jun Chang smiled and said, "The big boss and the boss I sent to know each other?"

Zhou Tianba leaned on the seat, recalled the past and said, "We used to meet often in Xiaofenglou, and we are considered senior kiln friends."

Kiln friends...

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.

Feelings, this guy likes to visit Fengyue places just like Sect Master Wang.

"In that case."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Why don't the big boss look at the kiln friends and give Jun a little bit cheaper?"

"Hey."

"This guy thought he was selling vegetables at Caishikou, and he still bargained?"

The eight little leaders sneered.

Zhou Tian is domineering: "Master, how much cheaper can you accept?"

Jun Chang smiled and thought about it: "Well, Jun took out one hundred taels, and the big boss released all the disciples I sent."

If money can solve the problem, he would rather redeem his disciples first, then send them to a safe area, and then kill Heifengzhai alone.

"Ha ha!"

"One hundred taels? Is this guy farting?"

Several small leaders laughed.

Zhou Tianba said with a sullen face: "Your Majesty,

The price you gave is not sincere. "

Jun Changxiao shrugged helplessly, and said: "We are stubbornly sent to the poor, and we can only take out a hundred taels to redeem people. Please consider that the master of the family is a kiln friend for the sake of being a kiln friend. "

"Accommodation?"

Zhou Tianba snapped his fingers and said, "Yes."

Soon, two thieves came out from the side door, pressing a boy who was tied up with five flowers.

Jun Changxiao frowned.

That young man was the disciple he recruited in Qingyang City.

At this moment, his hair is unkempt, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and it looks like he has been severely abused.

"Master..."

The young man found Jun Changxiao, hope flashed in his desperate eyes, and cried weakly: "Save me...Save me..."

"Pfft!"

was thrown in front of a tiger-skin chair.

Zhou Tianba stepped on the boy's head and said with a smile, "Sect Master Jun, if Zhou killed him today, it means one less head, so you don't have to pay more ransom."

Jun Changxiao's hands behind his back turned from palms into fists, and anger emerged from his body.

As the leader of a sect, how could he just watch his disciples get humiliated!

"Don't...don't kill me..."

The teenager seemed to feel the breath of death, and said helplessly: "Don't kill me, I don't want to die, don't kill me...I don't want to die...I am willing to take refuge in Heifengzhai! I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you, please. Don't kill me...don't kill me!"

"Hahaha!"

"This kid is so cowardly!"

"Look, the crotch is wet, it must be scared to pee!"

The eight little leaders laughed recklessly.

Jun Changxiao has more anger in his body!

Oh shit.

So disrespectful, what kind of disciple is he recruiting!

"Puchi-"

Zhou Tianba took out the long knife hanging in front of the chair, cut off the head of the boy who begged for mercy, and said with a smile, "Master, you are so afraid of death, Zhou Mou will solve it for you, shouldn't you have any opinion?"

"Ding!"

"Sect members: 99/100."

The sound of the reduction of members sounded in his ears, Jun Chang smiled and ignored it, slowly raised his head to look at Zhou Tianba, his eyes were cold and said: "I have an opinion!"

This sentence contains boundless anger.

The disciple's behavior of being so greedy for life and fear of death made him very angry and disappointed, but after all, he was a stubborn disciple, so what right does an outsider have to kill him?

"Hey, this guy seems to be angry."

"The big boss helped him clean up a disciple who was greedy for life and fear of death, shouldn't he be grateful?"

The eight little leaders laughed disdainfully.

Since Jun Changxiao came in, they didn't take him seriously.

Zhou Tianbo's eyes flashed a bit of gloom, but he also retracted the long knife and said with a smile, "Sect Master Jun, what's your opinion?"

Jun Changxiao said coldly: "I'm a stern disciple of the sect, no matter if you are greedy for life or fear of death, or make a big mistake, only this seat can handle it, and others have no right or qualification to intervene."

"Pfft haha!"

"Does this guy really take himself as the head?"

"A nine-class sect, not even as good as our Heifengzhai, dare to speak out in front of the big boss, really tired of living!"

Zhou Tianba put his hands together, resting his chin on the back of his palms and said, "So, Zhou is nosy?"

"Yes."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Your dog is meddling with the mouse."

The smile on Zhou Tianba's face disappeared, and his eyes became quite cold.

When the eight little leaders saw this, they immediately realized that the big boss was angry!

"Boy!"

The man with the cheeks slapped the armrest and shouted angrily, "Our big bosses are from the same rivers and lakes. Give you this trash boss some face, don't take yourself seriously."

"Push!"

Jun Changxiao held the Hanfeng Sword instead and inserted it into his chest.