I Am a Weakling, but I Am Regarded as the Supreme Holy Devil by the Righteous People.

Chapter 279 Beating Someone in the Street

There is a time in life where one has to be thin, and there is no time in life where one has to be fat and become a ball.

If you have food today, eat it now, and you will be fatter tomorrow and worry about it tomorrow!

On a full moon night, I feel full after eating.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 6519 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Qingjun, roadside stall.

Zhang Mo looked at the sunset and the fiery sunset, and asked the boss to put in more chili noodles.

I'm in a bad mood and the taste is strong. Two more big kidneys!

Even while eating and drinking, Sect Master Zhang's mouth was full of oil.

Next to him, Yang Shuo stood calmly and helped Zhang Mo.

This familiar feeling made Zhang Mo instantly feel like he was back in the days when he was fighting Master Yunshan.

Zhang Mo immediately sighed: "If you hold the skewers, you can't get the grilled chicken wings. If you put the skewers down, you can't eat the big kidneys."

Yang Shuo opened his mouth slightly, what the hell?

The sect leader seemed to have said something very profound just now, but he didn't understand it at all.

Zhang Mo glanced at Yang Shuo and said, "You must have something to ask."

Yang Shuo smiled and said: "No. Sect Master!"

Zhang Mo raised his eyebrows and said: "Impossible. Lao Li and the others are almost in a hurry. You have no idea at all?"

Yang Shuo shook his head and said: "That's true. The sect master never needs to explain to others when doing things. We just need to trust the sect master. This is the duty of a subordinate."

Zhang Mo nodded. Okay, I guess what you said makes sense.

This sect leader doesn’t need to bother explaining anything to you anymore, which saves worry.

However, at critical moments, decisions may still have to be made.

Let this sect leader eat skewers for a few more days... No, let's think about it for a few days.

Zhang Mo was enjoying his meal when suddenly a carriage drove slowly down the street.

This carriage is really eye-catching. I have never seen such a pink carriage.

The car body is all pink and the horses are painted pink. There are all kinds of messy things hanging on the carriage.

What little dolls, little bells, little balls, and little heads!

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, where could such a handsome carriage come from.

The black-armored guards around him were all wrapped in black armor. They kept scanning the surrounding pedestrians with their cold eyes, and from time to time they would use their swords to slash at pedestrians who dared to block the road.

The carriage roared past, the wheels rolled up dust and smoke, and Zhang Mo was instantly enveloped. The taste of the kidney in his mouth immediately changed.

"Bah, bah! Damn it, who is this, so arrogant!"

Zhang Mo stood up. People from the Tianmo Sect don't have the guts to hurt people in the street, and they don't even have the guts to disturb the sect leader from eating skewers.

Yang Shuo was also stunned. This couldn't be his subordinate.

Looking for death!

"Stop it, stop it for me, the sect leader. You've rebelled against him!"

Zhang Morang said loudly.

Yang Shuo's eyes turned cold and he waved his hand. In an instant, a group of demon cultivators squatting in the corner jumped out.

"superior!"

Yang Shuo waved his hand.

A group of demon cultivators rushed forward quickly!

In the carriage, a woman who smelled like powder was powdering her face.

The white powder is ground with pearls, and when it hits your face, it turns white, whiter than the dead.

"The damn Heavenly Demon Sect, let them lay flowers on the ground and line the streets to welcome you, but they didn't do a single thing. Bad review, bad review!"

the woman shouted in a voice as sharp as a bird's.

In the carriage, a snow-white bird replied: "Master, is it that our letter was delivered too late? We only sent the letter after we entered Qingjun. They may not have received it yet."

The woman said loudly: "That's not okay. Whether or not you receive it is their business. In short, if you don't follow my request, it's a bad review, a bad review!"

While shouting, the carriage suddenly stopped.

The woman immediately opened the car window and said loudly: "Why are you stopping? You are looking for death. Move on quickly. I want to take a comfortable bath at night. If you dare to delay again, I will skin you."

As soon as she finished shouting, the woman saw many demon cultivators around the carriage, all of whom had their swords out of their sheaths and stared at them.

"What's wrong? There is still someone who dares to stop my carriage. I want to see who it is?"

After saying this, the woman stepped out of the carriage arrogantly, kicked the guard away, then twisted her slim waist and came to the front of the carriage.

Zhang Mo watched the woman step forward and smelled a pungent perfume.

"Oh, you must have smeared pig shit on your body. Where did it come from? Whose name is it? What are you doing here? How many people are there in the family, how many acres of land in the field, official title and road guide, hurry, hurry, take them all come out!"

Zhang Mo said loudly and impatiently.

After quickly asking the question, it was easy to arrest the person. This woman's face was as white as a ghost, her waist was like a skeleton, and her whole body smelled like rags. Whoever stood in front of her would feel like vomiting.

"You dare to investigate me? You are seeking death!"

The woman raised her hand, as if she wanted to give Zhang Mo a big showdown.

In the end, Yang Shuo reacted faster and kicked her down.

"I think you are looking for death!"

Yang Shuozhen was a little angry. He dared to hit the sect leader in front of him, which was a complete disregard for him.

Just kidding, although with the master's cultivation level, he doesn't care about this attack at all. But as a subordinate, if you see your sect master in trouble, you must step in, even if it's just to show off.

Otherwise, what do I need you to do?

If the sect leader has a high level of cultivation, he can just watch and ignore it?

Then whether you are from the Hun Demon Sect or the Hun Zhengdao, you will die quickly!

Even if the sect leader is already super powerful, when you see someone trying to hit the sect leader, you have to defend your fragile chest as soon as possible.

This is what it's like to be a subordinate!

The woman who was kicked to the ground by Yang Shuo immediately let out a sharp scream.

"You hit me? You dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? I am a soul..."

Before he finished saying the word soul, Zhang Mo couldn't help it.

He took out the Void God Token from his crotch.

Give me a big one! Bigger!

The Void God Token instantly turned into a big board, about ten times bigger than an ordinary sword.

Picking up the token, Zhang Mo slashed at the woman's body.

"Soul, your uncle, this sect master knows you are a bastard, you are a bastard, it's great! I let you pretend, I let you commit crimes in the street, I let you pollute this sect master's barbecue, chop you to death! Stab you to death, stab you to death!"

Zhang Mo vented his anger fiercely.

Other black armored demon cultivators wanted to come up to rescue, but Yang Shuo gave an order. The demon soldiers and demon cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect directly submerged these black armors.

Punching and kicking were not enough, so they had to use swords to stab the gaps in the black armor.

The demon cultivators wailed. They had never suffered such a big loss in their lives.

After a while, they were lying on the ground.

The people around watched from a distance, and then applauded.

Zhang Mo took back the token, put it back into his crotch, and waved to everyone, "This is what we should do!"

He shook his hair violently, that's how confident he was.

Pointing at the group on the ground, Zhang Mo said, "Catch them all and interrogate them properly. Don't be polite!"

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