The fruit on the top of the candied gourd is called July Red.

It grows in the mountains and can be planted artificially. It turns red only after it matures in July every year. It is a delicacy that ordinary people like. Although this kind of food is not very elegant, it is certainly not garbage in the mouth of fat people.

The middle-aged fat man is also a practitioner, and his strength is very low, only the strength of the primary spirit. In this small city with many mortals, it can be regarded as a master.

If he shot, this old man would definitely be unable to carry it.

Originally, Ouyang Ming did not intend to care about anything. After all, they were not a person of the world at all, but the rampant attitude of the other party made Ouyang Ming very unhappy.

"Little brother, forget it, we can't afford them."

The old man took Ouyang Ming and wanted to leave with him. Dou Sheng Xiaomin dared not provoke these powerful existences. In the mind of the old man, this young man was poor and poor, he didn't even have two copper plates, and he was definitely just an ordinary person.

"What's wrong, are you still not convinced?"

The middle-aged fat man looked at Ouyang Ming, with a fierce look in his eyes, and a flash of white light flashed in his hand. Seeing this scene, the old man was shocked.

"Let's go first!" The old man urged again, a terrified look in his voice.

The other party turned out to be a spiritual master. Although he had never practiced, but in the spiritual world, even ordinary people know the horror of these practitioners.

"Let's go." Ouyang Ming withdrew his eyes and helped the old man plan to leave here.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to teach each other, but he is worried that the old man will be retaliated after he leaves. Eradicating the roots is very simple, but it is also too cruel. As long as the other party is not too excessive, Ouyang Ming does not want to shoot an ordinary person, not to mention the old man.

Ouyang Ming chose to give in, and when the two planned to leave here, suddenly the voice of the male duck came from behind him again, "Did I say let you leave?"

They all plan to leave, and the fat man in the Chinese suit still doesn't plan to let it go.

"What else do you want?" Ouyang Ming turned back, his eyes flashing coldly.

The concession just now is the bottom line of Ouyang Ming.

For the general existence of ants, it is already called kindness to tolerate once. If the other party dares to provoke, he does not mind stomping him directly.

The fat man in Chinese clothes didn't see the change in Ouyang Ming's look. He thought that his prestige had just scared the two of them back.

The fat man sneered, and he looked at Ouyang Ming and said, "You seem quite unconvinced."

"Do you think you have the qualification to convince me?" Ouyang Ming asked with low eyes.

The old man was shocked and said aloud in a hurry: "Adult, this little brother has no words, he doesn't know what your master is, you should not forgive him."

The Huayi fat man simply ignored the old man's words. He stared at Ouyang Ming with interest, and said with a smile: "Fun, fun... I've not seen a brave kid like you for a long time."

The Huayi fat man waved, and several guards outside the elixir shop walked over quickly, surrounding Ouyang Ming and the old man in the middle.

"What do you want?" Ouyang Ming sneered, and he had been angered.

The fat man in Huayi smiled, "Look at the people around me? Each of these people is a good practicer. Now I give you two choices. The first choice is that you and that old thing are ruthless by me. Beating hard, of course, I am still very compassionate, uncle, I will not kill you, just half a death, at most it is just a disability."

"What about the second choice?" Ouyang Ming's mouth grinned mockingly.

"The second choice..."

The fat man in Huayi stood aside, he lifted his robe on his lower body, his legs spread apart, and then said, "Aren't you very dissatisfied with me? As long as you choose to surrender to me and then drill under me, I can Let me pass you once, how fair it is."

The guards around him laughed loudly, which was a very interesting thing for them.

"You are insulting the dignity of others!" The old man could not help saying when the fat man made such an impolite request.

"dignity?"

"Hahaha..."

The fat man in Huayi laughed a few times and said disdainfully: "Dignity? You weak people have been very lucky to live in this world. Dignity is a luxury. Do you think you can enjoy the garbage?"

"Yes, hurry up!" The guards on the side grinned grimly, and they coaxed.

"I can't help it anymore." Some guards squeezed their fists and taught people things, they weren't doing it for the first time.

"How do you plan to choose, kid?" The Huayi fat man smiled at Ouyang Ming, looking like he was determined to be the same.

Ouyang Ming smiled, he said lightly: "I think the third option is more appropriate."

"The third choice?"

The fat men of Huayi's face changed slightly. They didn't say a third choice. They saw that the young man was going to die.

He asked slightly curiously: "What is the third option?"

Ouyang Ming's expression remained unchanged, and said lightly: "The third option is to make this waste into a complete waste, so that you will not have the opportunity to bully people."

"You bastard!" Huayi fat man's complexion changed, and a sharp voice sounded again. "Teach them a good meal together, and it's counted to kill me!"

The four guards rushed up with their fists.

A guard clenched his fists and thumped towards Ouyang Ming's face. He was skilled and seemed to have experience.

Of the other three, two came from the other side, and the remaining one planned to teach the old man.

Ouyang Ming's footsteps didn't move. Just when his fist reached him, he slowly raised his hand and easily grabbed the man's fist.

The man was shocked. He didn't expect this young man to do two tricks, and the movement was still very fast. Pulling hard, he realized that he couldn't pull his fist back. He raised his foot and planned to kick under Ouyang Ming.

Before his feet were lifted...

"Click-"

A gruesome voice sounded. This was the sound of broken bones. The first shot attacked the bone in Ouyang Ming's guard's right hand, which was pinched into debris by Ouyang Ming.

"Ah-" The screaming sounded, the voice was very painful.

Ouyang Ming let go and lifted his leg to kick towards another place.

Another guard was kicked, his body flew straight backwards, hit the wall, and knocked the wall out of a large hole.

On the street, people who saw this scene took a breath.

This is how much power is needed.

"This time, Fatty Hu is afraid of getting into ruthless people."

"Deserve it!" Someone yelled, "That guy bullied him. I don't know how many innocent people have been bullied by him. I should have thought that there would be such a day."

"The Fuhai Lingyao shop is very strong in the background. The young man has injured the guards here. I'm afraid there won't be a good life."

There was a lot of discussion around.

Ouyang Ming's light and flirty moves, all four guards fell to the ground, and only the Chinese fat man stood alone.

At this moment, the fat man was also a little ignorant. He didn't see that this young man was also a practitioner, and his strength looked pretty good.

These guards were all good hands, and even if the tea did not work, they were beaten down by the young man. Hu Fatzi's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand under his sleeve, and a dazzling dagger appeared in his hand.

"This is a magic weapon!"

Those onlookers were shocked. Hu Fatzi rarely shot. He didn't expect that he even possessed a magic weapon, and he was also a practitioner.

Hu Fatzi had a fierce light in his eyes, and his body suddenly moved forward, and the dagger in his hand pierced in the direction of Ouyang Ming without hesitation.

"Slap--" A crisp slap sounded.

Fatty Hu fell to the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head, and a dagger-like instrument was shot on the ground and broken into two sections.

This is just a general first-order magic instrument, Ouyang Ming will not look at it more.

Hu fat man covered his face inconceivably. This slap had already hurt him so much that he could not stand up. He opened his eyes and a pair of boots made of animal skin appeared in his eyes.

The young man had come to him, and he looked down upon him at the moment.

"you……"

Hu Fatzi's voice trembled, and he said in horror: "You can't hurt me. If you hurt me, our boss won't let you go. My boss is a strong man in the realm of higher spirits!"

At this point, the onlookers were startled.

High-level spirit, this is already the super strong second only to Venerable Realm. There are only a few Venerables in the spirit world, and high-level spirits are already unattainable in the hearts of everyone.

"The backstage of this Fuhai Lingyao store is so terrifying. No wonder the boss Hu and their arrogance in the Butterfly City are still no one to dare to provoke."

"With such a big backstage, the young man must not dare to do it anymore, but unfortunately, I still want to see how this fat man is unlucky. I'm afraid I can't see it at the moment..."

"That young man is already very good~lightnovelpub.net~ At least I saw the fat face of Hu Fatty. Later in Butterfly City, he would not feel as bold as before."

Although there are some regrets in the hearts of the people, they also know that ending at this moment is undoubtedly the best result. At present, the loss is not large. The high-level spirit behind the Fuhai shop may not have shot it personally. If it really hurts everyone, then at this time, this young man may be difficult to escape the chase...

Everyone clearly knew the horror of the high-level spirits, and even the old man was sober from the shock that he quickly persuaded Ouyang Ming to leave.

Ouyang Ming did not intend to close up. Although this fat man did not threaten stupidly at this moment, Ouyang Ming knew that once he was let go, the old man would definitely be retaliated.

Fighting snakes does not die, but suffers.

He can't harm Ouyang Ming, but he can harm other people. For such a venomous snake, he should be completely lost fangs.

Ouyang Ming glanced indifferently at Hu Fatian, then said lightly, "Is the high-order spirit awesome?"