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Chapter 400 One more palm!
There are really all kinds of people. I thought this vacation would be wonderful, but I didn't expect that there would still be troublesome people.

Look at this old man named Jiang Congwu, he doesn't look like a good person. In other words, even if he has a good relationship with Lu Wanli, he shouldn't show such prestige in front of him. There is no need to be polite to him.

When the old man heard this, he was still smiling, but his face turned dark, and he looked at Chen Muyu.

"Brother Lu, you junior, you are not very polite!" The old man snorted coldly.

Dare to regard Chen Muyu as Lu Wanli's junior.

"Humph!"

Lu Wanli didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and just slapped the old man with his palm.

The old man was taken aback, he never expected that Lu Wanli would attack him suddenly, let alone that Lu Wanli's strength was totally different from what he imagined.

"Oh!"

It was too late to block, so Lu Wanli slapped the old man's chest, and the old man couldn't bear it, and was instantly sent flying backwards.

He fell to the ground with a bang, and the surrounding disciples were dumbfounded, and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

The old man's face was flushed from suffocation, and he held his chest for a long time. Finally, he couldn't hold back, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

A pair of eyes, full of horror.

He still knows Lu Wanli quite well. He has just broken through to the realm of refining gods for a few years, and he has been in the realm of primordial spirits for many years, and he is ready to take this opportunity to attack the realm of refining gods. The gap is not particularly large.

Even if he couldn't beat him, he could resist a few tricks. What's more, there was a martial arts association stationed here. He didn't believe that Lu Wanli would do anything, that's why he had the violent behavior just now.

But it never occurred to him that he had miscalculated. Lu Wanli's palm just now obviously couldn't just be in the realm of refining gods.

"roll!"

Lu Wanli snorted lightly, as if if you don't get out, I will really throw you out.

"Hi Lu Wanli!"

The old man suffered a loss, covered his face, and gave Lu Wanli a hard look, trying to say something cruel, but in the end he couldn't.

"let's go!"

With a wave of his sleeves, he took a few disciples and fled.

Purely for fun!

"Who are these people?"

It was Xu Meng's first time seeing a battle between martial artists, and probably the first time in his life that he saw one person beating another until he vomited blood.

Lu Wanli came over, "His name is Jiang Congwu, from the Jiang family in Longmen Mountain. The quality is much better than him, Jiang Congwen took one of the eight great masters in the Southwest, if not because he has a good brother, this guy would have been beaten to death many times!"

Oh!
Xu Meng nodded, meeting such a person is indeed unlucky.

Lu Wanli looked at Chen Muyu, "This man is quite difficult to deal with. He has suffered a lot from us, and I'm afraid he will try to find a way back..."

As the saying goes, shameless people are the most invincible. Some people, once they entangle you, will entangle you to death.

Xu Meng was a little worried.

Chen Muyu didn't take it to heart at all. He has experience dealing with this kind of people. He should be reasonable first. I got you!
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The trouble came quite quickly. Not long after eating the barbecue, Chen Muyu was watching the stars with Xu Meng, when there was noise outside, and there were quite a lot of people coming.

Needless to say, Jiang Congwu must have found someone.

Lu Wanli stood on the big rock at the entrance of the valley, as if there was one man guarding the gate, and no one could open it.

Outside, except for Jiang Congwu and a few others, the rest were all wearing uniforms, and they were all members of the Wuxie.

In the lead, Chen Muyu also knew President Ma Santong of the Xichuan Martial Arts Association.

"Brother Ma, you have to make the decision for me. Lu Wanli bullied others, robbed us of our residence, and even beat them. Look, I didn't fight back at all..."

Jiang Congwu stood next to Ma Santong, looking like I was a victim, without wiping the blood from his mouth.

What the hell, let's beat it up.

Lu Wanli frowned slightly.

Ma Santong stepped forward and bowed his hands to Lu Wanli, "Senior Lu, Mr. Ma has a responsibility and does not intend to offend him. Is what Mr. Jiang said just now true?"

Lu Wanli looked at him indifferently, "President Ma, you don't know who this guy is, do you?"

The three links of the horse are stagnant.

Jiang Congwu blushed.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Congwu tore off the clothes on his chest, revealing his white chest, with a palm print on it, glowing red, shocking, "How dare you say that you didn't hit it!"

Lu Wanli opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Chen Muyu came out, and looked at Jiang Congwu with a smile, "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. You say that your palm was slapped by Mr. Lu. Is there any evidence?"

Jiang Congwu stared, and pointed to the palm print on his chest, "Isn't this evidence? He didn't hit it, so could it be that I did it myself?"

At this time, Ma Santong also saw Chen Muyu, and raised his eyebrows slightly. He recognized Chen Muyu at a glance. He had seen him at Phoenix Lake last year when he was on the platform for the Qingshen faction.

How could this kid be with Lu Wanli?Could it be Lu Wanli's apprentice?
That's no wonder, Lu Wanli is one of the eight great masters in the Southwest, and it's not unusual for his disciples to overwhelm Mo Zaiyan's disciples.

Chen Muyu came in front of Jiang Congwu, reached out and touched the palm print on Jiang Congwu's chest, "It's not certain, what if you have a tendency to self-torture, without evidence, don't dare to talk nonsense!"

"Boy, you fart!"

Jiang Congwu snorted, didn't want to talk to Chen Muyu at all, and turned to Ma Santong, "Brother Ma, all my disciples can testify that it was Lu Wanli who beat me. In a word, your martial arts association doesn't care..."

Ma Santong frowned slightly, there were big bosses on both sides, and he was caught in the middle, a bit in a dilemma.

"Senior Lu!"

Ma Santong cupped his hands at Lu Wanli, "It's still early, why don't we go down the mountain first, find a place to have a cup of tea and chat, if there is any conflict between us, let's resolve it!"

Lu Wanli looked up at the moon, "President Ma, do you think it's still early?"

Ma Santong laughed dryly, "I mean, there are still two days before the opening of the earth's veins, so it won't delay you..."

"So, you also think it's my fault?" Lu Wanli said coldly.

"Nonsense, for beating me up like this, is it still my fault?" Jiang Congwu pointed to his chest and hummed.

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "Actually, it doesn't take so much trouble to prove who is right and who is wrong. Mr. Lu, come over and slap your palms. If the two palm prints are the same, then we will recognize you. President Ma, what do you do?" witness!"

"it is good!"

Lu Wanli walked over immediately.

"what?"

Jiang Congwu's face instantly turned green!
(End of this chapter)