Chapter 1387 Painful Killing (Part 2)

Wei Wuwei stared at the four of them coldly.

In normal times, these low-level guys have no right to stand in front of me, let alone talk to me, how can it be their turn to yell at me?

The four youths were stared at by him, not only did not feel scared, but became even more angry.

The young man with a long and narrow face like a horse stepped forward and puffed up his chest: "Boy, do you want to do something?"

He has long been displeased with Wei Wuwei's condescending aura, wishing to slap Wei Wuwei and break his pretentiousness.

Wei Wuwei frowned and said nothing, just stared at him.

He felt that if he made a move, he would lower his status for nothing, and if he fought with such a small person who was not even a master of the sky, he would dirty his hands, so he really didn't want to talk to them.

He suddenly smiled, shook his head and turned around, wanting to return to his desk.

"Want to leave?" The horse-faced young man put his hand on Wei Wuwei's shoulder, trying to pull him over: "You want to leave without making it clear?"

"Presumptuous!" Wei Wuwei drank heavily, turned his head and swung a palm.

"Crack!" A clear slap sounded, and the horse-faced youth flew up on the spot, spinning three times in the air.

"Bang!" The chair was crushed into pieces by him.

Wei Wuwei frowned, stared at the horse-faced youth in disgust, and snorted coldly.

Any cat or dog dared to pat him on the shoulder and reached out to him. It was really bullying by a dog.

"You dare to do something in the city!" The other three young people cried out.

They also felt Wei Wuwei's power, but they were very determined in their hearts, they had nothing to worry about, they were all citizens of Qingshan City, and they didn't usually go out of the city, so they were not afraid of the martial arts masters in the city at all, and would even deliberately provoke these martial arts masters if they had the opportunity .

Because of the prestige of the Renguo Mansion, the martial arts masters who entered Qingshan City abide by the rules of the Renguo Mansion, and dare not do anything in Qingshan City, especially the common people, otherwise the Renguo Mansion will chase them to death. Never die.

Wei Wuwei gave the three of them a cold look: "Shut up!"

The three quickly shut their mouths, stared at him in surprise, and then looked at the young man on the ground.

The corner of the horse-faced youth's mouth was bruised, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, with three teeth caught in the blood.

Seeing the teeth in a puddle of blood, half of his face was numb and lost consciousness, the horse-faced youth suddenly burned with nameless flames, he had no other thoughts in his mind, only to kill, he must kill this guy!

"Die you!" The horse-faced youth turned over, drew his sword and stabbed Wei Wuwei.

Wei Wuwei frowned and slapped lightly.

The long sword broke free from the palm of the horse-faced young man and shot into the roof, the hilt trembling like a winding snake burrowing into it.

"Get lost!" Wei Wuwei glanced at the four of them coldly.

The faces of the three young men changed slightly, a little fearful, it seems that if they meet someone who is desperate, it is better not to mess with someone who is so-called tyrannical.

The horse-faced young man was already filled with anger. Not only did the long sword not calm him down, but his anger became even stronger. His whole body seemed to be burning under the impulsiveness. He recklessly stepped forward and slapped Wei Wuwei's face again.

"Looking for death!" Wei Wuwei was irritated, such an ant-like guy actually provoked him several times, it seemed really merciful.

He suddenly clapped his palm.

The horse-faced young man froze for a moment, looked down at his chest, Wei Wuwei's white jade seemed to have hit his heart with his right palm.

A strange force shook his whole body, causing a slight pain in his heart, and then the darkness flooded in like a tide, and he immediately fell down with his eyes wide open, dying of breathlessness.

"You dare to kill—!" The other three youths cried out, glaring at him angrily: "You are dead, if you dare to kill in Qingshan City, you must die!"

"Noisy!" Wei Wuwei frowned, his body flickered like a ghost, three palms had been printed on the hearts of the three, and they all fell to the ground and died.

Wei Wuwei looked at the corpses of the four people, showing a comfortable smile, and finally let out this bad breath.

Originally, I thought that when the big season came, I needed to keep a low profile so as not to provoke the god masters, but the more I forbeared, the more rampant these humble guys became.

In the situation just now, even if he knew that he would provoke the masters of the gods, he still had to do it. He really couldn't bear it!

The people around were stunned and forgot to speak. This scene has not been seen for many years.

"Killer!" Someone reacted and shouted in shock.

Immediately, people around screamed, and the restaurant suddenly boiled.

Wei Wuwei frowned and stared at the people around him, feeling baffled and making a fuss, wouldn't it be common for a few people to die if they started a fight in a restaurant after a disagreement? What's all the fuss about!

He glanced at the corpses of the four people, originally he wanted to kill them, but in the end he was too lazy to do it, such a master of killing the sky, it is really not worth doing to these humble guys, even if they don't die, it's no big deal.

He turned back to his table, picked up his glass and took a sip.

People around watched his every move blankly.

"Amitabha..." Amidst the resounding sound of the Buddha's trumpet, a bald monk pushed aside the crowd, came up to him, bowed together, and said, "My little monk, Faming, has seen this benefactor. Doesn't the benefactor think it's too tricky?"

Wei Wuwei frowned and gave Faming a look.

Faming was small and thin, wearing a gray monk's robe dangling on his body, like a child wearing an adult's clothes. He shook his head and sighed: "The benefactor's actions are against the peace of heaven, how can he kill people at will."

"Noisy!" Wei Wuwei glanced at the crowd like lightning, and finally landed on Faming, and said coldly, "Little monk, you are so meddling in other people's business, you must be killing yourself, shut up!"

Fa Ming said: "The benefactor should go to the Duke Ren's mansion to plead guilty. The mansion of Ren Guo will never forgive anyone who kills someone in Qingshan City. The benefactor must be killed."

He stepped forward to check the injuries of the four youths, with a serious face, Heshi uttered the Buddha's name again, and then began to mutter Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, saving the souls of the four people, and the sound of chanting was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Everyone who heard such a clear and peaceful chanting sound calmed down. Those who practice martial arts all know that this monk Faming is very powerful in martial arts, and he is by no means an ordinary person.

"But the master of the Great Leiyin Temple?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Faming clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, without answering.

"It must be from the Great Leiyin Temple." Someone said.

When Wei Wuwei heard this Buddhist scripture, he faintly felt that his blood was not smooth, as if he saw a natural enemy. The disciples of the Blood God Sect hated this kind of sound killing technique the most, and it was the most able to restrain their blood-cloth magic.

When he heard Fa Ming's chanting, he was not only uneasy, but full of murderous intent.

"Shut up!" Wei Wuwei frowned and said in a deep voice, "If you recite the scriptures again, I will let you go with them!"

Fa Ming seemed to have never heard of it, just bowed his head and chanted.

The anger in Wei Wuwei's heart rushed to his head.

Ever since he entered Qingshan City, everything went against him, and his murderous intentions were fierce. He was used to being the only one in Dafu, and he was always in awe of him wherever he went, and he was cautious about him, not daring to show any disrespect.

But the people in Qingshan City didn't respect him at all, instead they targeted him everywhere, which made him unable to bear it any longer.

"Go to hell!" Wei Wuwei slapped Fa Ming with his palm.

Faming's body shifted quickly, barely avoiding the palm.

Wei Wuwei seemed to lose his palm strength, but accelerated again at the end, as if being pushed by someone, and finally hit Fa Ming.

"Bang!" Fa Ming's gray monk's robe suddenly bulged like a ball, he was hit hard, and immediately flew up, knocked open the window and flew out of the restaurant.