Chapter 1767: Slapping Everyone in the Face

slap each one in the face

"Come on! Beat him together!"

Ning Yutang, who was at the door, became furious and immediately yelled at the young masters in the audience.

Even without him shouting, some of the young masters here would do it regardless.

Usually they bully others.

But if one of your own gets beaten, that would be a big deal.

"Hit him!"

"Destroy him!"

"No one can stop me!"

"I want his arm!"

"I'll destroy one of his legs!"

"Hey, hey! Just take it easy, don't beat this kid to death, and still keep it to go to your majesty to collect the reward!"

"..."

More than a dozen young masters shouted while taking out swords, guns and sticks!

Solina smiled and shook her head.

"I advise you not to take action, otherwise you will kneel at the door like those two people."

"Ms. Solina, get out of the way. The sword has no eyes. If we hurt you, we will not be responsible!"

"We respect you, but that doesn't mean we're afraid of you!"

"Okay! Don't talk nonsense to her, deal with that kid first!"

More than a dozen people shook their swords and clubs and began to wander around Zhang Xing, all looking for opportunities to strike.

"Hey! I really can't cry until I see the coffin.

Forget it, I will teach you a lesson for your elders today! "

Zhang Xing really had no interest in continuing the quarrel with them.

Without waiting for them to take action, he waved directly to the door.

"Everyone, go kneel down!"

There was a crash!

The dozen or so people flew up uncontrollably.

"Yeah yeah! Put me down!"

"Boy, don't use this trick with me if you dare!"

"I want to challenge you to a duel!"

"..."

More than a dozen people could not move their bodies, but their mouths were not idle.

It’s true that those who don’t know are fearless!

This is also a common problem for every newly rising family.

They thought that no one in the entire Damo Kingdom could control them, and that they were the gods of this world.

They never thought that one day they would offend the wrong person.

If it wasn't Zhang Xing who came, any one-star war saint might have slaughtered their entire clan.

There was a loud bang, and the dozen or so people were thrown to the ground and knelt down.

At this point they were still dissatisfied.

Each one of them was yelling and swearing.

"Scratched!"

Zhang Xing spat out two words lightly.

But how could those young people listen? They even yelled and cursed even more happily.

"Hey! What a bunch of mangy dogs!"

Zhang Xing looked at the jade vegetable plate fixed in the air.

"Just use it!"

He waved his hand again: "Slap your mouth until it's clean!"

The dishes flew out obediently.

"Boy! How dare you touch a hair of mine!"

A young master looked at the plate of rapeseed that was still ticking in front of him. He glared, tilted his head, and stared at Zhang Xing fiercely.

"Crack!"

Zhang Xing ignored him and started slapping the young master with the dish plate.

"Stop! If you dare to touch a hair of mine again..."

Snap!

The jade dish plate slapped him on the right side of his face, interrupting his words.

"Oh! You really dare to hit me? Boy, you want to die, right? Can you try hitting me again?"

The young master stiffened his neck and looked dissatisfied.

"Crack!"

The jade dish plate was fanned again, neither lightly nor heavily.

"Oops! Just hit me if I ask you to hit me! Hit me again

have a look! "

"Crack!"

He was hit again.

"Boy! You're done! You're in big trouble!

I'll put my words here now, if you can't kill me.

As long as you let me out alive, I will destroy your whole family! "

"Pa..."

The young master was so hard that his face was swollen and he still refused to bow his head.