One person: Brother Wang Ye, I leveled up by rebelling!

Chapter 17: Hug the right thigh
"Hey, wake up!"

Zhong Xiao looked at Wang Zhenqiu who had rolled his eyes and fainted. He slapped him twice.

“Fuck! Which bastard hit me?” Wang Zhenqiu jumped up from the floor, and when he saw Zhong Xiao’s face, he instantly wilted again, “Haha, brother, I didn’t say you, I didn’t say you…”

"Already finished?"

Wang Zhenqiu touched his body and didn't feel any pain. Could it be that he was numb?
"It's bullshit. You just fainted." Zhong Xiao said.

"Oh, I was wondering why it didn't hurt down there. Turns out it's not over yet. I'll be dizzy for a while. Please be gentle..."

Zhong Xiao: 6
He kicked Wang Zhenqiu again, and Zhong Xiao persuaded Wang Zhenqiu for a long time before he convinced him that he was not Long Yang.

"Do you have Feng Zhenghao's phone number? Tell him to come to this hotel and send the three children back to Beijing."

"Yes, yes, yes. Please wait a moment."

Wang Zhenqiu quickly called Feng Zhenghao and reported to him according to Zhong Xiao's idea.

After making the call, Zhong Xiao wanted to wait in the hotel for Feng family's people to come, but Wang Zhenqiu hesitated, as if he had something to say.

"Don't act like a little girl, just say what you want to say!" Zhong Xiao scolded Wang Zhenqiu.

"Haha, Master Zhong, actually, I came to see you for another reason. That is, I offended Quan Xing, so I am being hunted down..."

Wang Zhenqiu scratched his head with an innocent expression.

Zhong Xiao's mouth twitched, and he touched Wang Zhenqiu's thigh with his hand, "Get out now and solve it yourself, understand?"

"Haha...Master Zhong, it's hard for me to fight alone. Do you know 'Xian Ling'? Xia Liuqing, the famous Quan Xing, brought a group of people to hunt me down."

Xia Liuqing?
Zhong Xiao thought about the original novel. This Wang Zhenqiu claimed that because he was very lovable, all the strange people he came into contact with couldn't help but pass on some of their skills to him, allowing him to master a hundred skills. He could be said to be a low-profile version of Ding Shimaan.

One of his masters was Xia Liuqing, who was nicknamed "Xiong Ling" when he was young.

To be honest, it is impossible for Xia Liuqing to chase after Wang Zhenqiu. After all, he is his disciple, so he would probably just beat him up for fun.

However, there are still three girls lying here, so it’s better for Quan Xing and his gang of lunatics to get as far away from me as possible.

"Where did Quan Xing follow you?" Zhong Xiao asked.

"Uh." Wang Zhenqiu thought for a moment, "It should be right behind my butt, right?"

dong dong dong.

As soon as Wang Zhenqiu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Zhong Xiaoren was a little dumbfounded. This thing happened so suddenly. It happened so quickly!
"How do you know my room number?" Zhong Xiao asked Wang Zhenqiu.

"Ah, I know your name. I came in by acting cute with the guy at the front desk." Wang Zhenqiu replied.

"Then how do you explain the knocking sound now?" Zhong Xiao's cheeks twitched with anger.

"…Uh, it's the front desk's fault. It must be the front desk! How can they be so casual! "

a few minutes ago.

Downstairs, a group of tall and strong men with tattoos on their faces came up to the counter.

"Which room was that sissy in?"

The receptionist kept a stiff smile on her face and told several people Zhong Xiao's room number with ease.

"Damn it, here they come again. First it was three little girls, then it was a little boy, and now it's a lot of hooligans!"

"Is it time to bring some dogs again?"

"Damn capitalists, they're really playing around!"

The guy at the front desk has become numb. When someone else comes later, he will want to directly tell them Zhong Xiao's room number.

Inside the house, hearing the knocking on the door getting louder and louder, Zhong Xiao opened the door impatiently.

"Ahem, Taoist Master Zhong, please use your Wudang strength to pull them into the house, and leave the rest to me."

After Wang Zhenqiu finished speaking, he took out a handful of millet from his pocket and was about to scatter it on the floor. "What are you doing? Are you still welcome in this room?" Zhong Xiao held Wang Zhenqiu's hand to stop him from scattering.

"...This is my move, Taoist Master Zhong. It's called Millet Thousand Gold Fixation. Sprinkle the millet refined with a secret spell on the ground, and it will have a fixing effect on the creatures that come into contact with it. Then you can pull them in, and they will be fixed the moment they step on the millet. Isn't this a perfect combo?"

"Come on, I can handle this combo of yours myself."

Zhong Xiao opened the door and saw three or five thugs outside.

"Where's Wang Zhenqiu? Get him out!"

"Come in here." Zhong Xiao used the power of Tai Chi, and the bodies of several Quan Xing were instantly wrapped up by the power and became uncontrollable.

Not only the body, but also the facial features were suppressed by the force, making it impossible to make any expression or speak.

They lined up obediently and walked into the house.

"Awesome! You're the first person to play Tai Chi like this. You have a lot of imagination..."

Wang Zhenqiu complained in his heart, then looked helplessly at Quan Xing who were unable to move, sobbing and unable to speak.

My friends, it’s important to hold on to the right person!

Zhong Xiao looked at the Quan Xing people and felt depressed. "If only the news about Tu Junfang could spread faster, at least a group of Quan Xing people would have to leave!"

……

……

A dark abandoned factory.

The old man, who looked emaciated and had several missing teeth, stood with his hands behind his back and said:
"Xiao Tu, we are all gathered together to give you face, you have to tell us some useful information."

"Mr. Xia, whether it is useful or not is up to you to decide."

Tu Junfang waved his hand, leaned against the wall, looked at the Quan Xing people gathered in groups, and cleared his throat.

"Everyone, you are here to give me face. Today, I want to give you some advice."

"The Jinmen Feng family can't eat it, so everyone please try not to get involved."

"As for the entire Quanxing, I guess only Lao Ding can touch it. We can't do anything about it."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

Old Ding?

There is only one good fighter named Ding in Quanxing...

Ding Shimaan, one of the two heroes!
How could Tu Junfang compare him to Ding Shimaan? Are the Feng family really that arrogant?

Xia Liuqing grinned, finding this matter more and more amusing, and then asked: "You are a corpse demon of Quan Xing, and you are scared by the Tianxiahui?"

"It's not the Tianxiahui." Tu Junfang sighed, "Except for Feng Zhenghao himself, there's nothing scary about the Tianxiahui gang. The main reason is that Feng Zhenghao hired a young thug."

"Young thugs? Which young man can compare with Ding Shimaan?" Xia Liuqing asked.

Tu Junfang glanced at Old Man Xia and said calmly:
"Wudang, Zhong Xiao."

Who?
Everyone present was stunned and asked, who is Zhong Xiao?
I've never heard of this person!
Can this unknown guy really compare with Ding Shimaan?
"Wudang, Zhong Xiao..."

The charming woman standing in the corner whispered, licked her lips, took out her cell phone and looked at the photos.

"We are really destined to be together!"

"Really? It's so close, I should go check on you..."

Xia He looked at the photo of Zhong Xiao on the screen of her mobile phone. Her eyes seemed to be about to burst into tears and she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.

Spring tide surges.

(End of this chapter)