Meanwhile.
Looking at the arrogant and domineering fat man, Mu Qing's mouth twitched fiercely, and secretly said, "Brother Qin, won't you stop him?"
"Why block?"
Qin Feiyang asked back.
Mu Qing said: "This is the Trading Pavilion, and those who make trouble here will not end well."
"You have to remember something."
"We didn't make trouble, they made trouble first."
Qin Feiyang said lightly.
He is also puzzled.
The place where they are standing now is more than ten meters away from the gate of the Trading Pavilion.
How could such a wide distance prevent him from doing business in the Trading Pavilion?
It's clearly looking for faults!
His usual style, you respect me one foot, I respect you ten feet.
But if he is looking for trouble, he is not afraid of trouble.
Yan Wei whispered: "How do I feel that they look down on us?"
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang and Mu Qing were stunned for a moment, looked at the two black-clothed guards, and then glanced at the crowd around them.
I found that these people's faces were more or less disdainful.
"I see."
"It must be because we are so ordinary now."
"Especially you Mu Qing."
"Look at you, dress like this, if it's me, stand in front of my door, and I'll still drive you away."
Yan Wei said helplessly.
"Ugh!"
Mu Qing said stunned: "So, I'm a little too low-key?"
"What do you think?"
Yan Weizhi rolled his eyes.
The status of the city of God here is equivalent to the imperial capital of the central kingdom of God.
The people here, no matter how poor, are well-dressed.
Like this guy, dressed like a beggar.
Of course.
It doesn't mean that Mu Qing's current image is really sloppy and bad.
The clothes on his body, although a little old, are still clean.
But compared to other people's clothes, it's really no different from a beggar.
"Can low-key be in trouble?"
Mu Qing began to feel unhappy.
He easily entered the city of God like this, in order not to attract the attention of others.
Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect.
Shhh!
Suddenly.
He landed next to Fatty, blocking the door side by side with Fatty, and said arrogantly: "If there is no trouble today, my name will be written upside down."
"Yeah!"
The fat man was surprised, and then hooked Mu Qing's shoulders, hehe said with a smile: "Father found out, you are not so hateful!"
"Go away, do you know me well?"
Mu Qing's face darkened.
If it wasn't for his anger, he wouldn't accompany Fatty to do such childish things.
"You…"
See you.
The two black guards were about to explode.
"How are we?"
"You don't know how to treat guests in your trading pavilion. Of course, I will teach you well, sir."
Mu Qing sneered.
"Guest?"
"You are so shabby, are you also worthy of being a guest of my Trading Pavilion?"
"I tell you, get out of here if you are sensible, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"
The two guards looked disdainful.
"You're welcome…"
"Then I also tell you, if you don't apologize to the young master today, no one will want to enter or come out of this gate."
Mu Qing crossed her arms and looked at the two of them playfully.
The strength of these two people is not bad. They are both nine-star war sects. He is definitely not an opponent.
But he wasn't afraid at all.
Because right now, there are three lawless villains here.
Naturally it is Qin Feiyang, Fatty, Yan Wei.
"Dying!"
The two black-clothed guards were furious, stepped forward at the same time, and slapped the two of them with a slap in the face.
"Really?"
The fat man's eyes turned cold.
"We will not only do it, but we will also abolish you and let you know that you will end up making trouble in my trading cabinet!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the two of them.
"Abandoned us?"
The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly.
Boom!
A terrifying coercion emerged suddenly.
But it's not Fatty, it's Yan Wei!
Shengwei is like a waterfall, and the two guards are imprisoned in place in an instant.
And Yan Wei's shot, naturally, also had Qin Feiyang's instigation.
"What?"
"This is actually Sacred Way!"
The two guards changed color.
The crowd watching the lively around was also horrified.
Unexpectedly, among these inconspicuous people, there is a war saint hidden!
"Dare to be rude to my family's young master's friends, even if it is your trading cabinet, the old man will not agree."
Yan Wei said with an expressionless face.
At this moment, he is a gray-haired old man, but it does not affect his domineering in the slightest.
"Young Master?"
"Who is his young master?"
"Is it him?"
Everyone looked at Qin Feiyang, their eyes full of surprise.
This kind of thing, in fact, everyone has become accustomed to.
Because in the city of God, many young people will have a follower beside them.
These followers, there are also strong warriors at the level of war saints.
But!
Without exception, any young man who has followers has a difficult identity.
Especially these followers are still holy warriors.
After all.
A war saint, no matter where he is, is a top powerhouse.
So.
It was only at this moment that they realized that these people were not poor and sour at all.
For a while.
The place is dead silent.
Clap! !
But suddenly.
A loud slap broke the atmosphere here.
"Well?"
Everyone looked at each other in unison, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
I saw Fatty, who was slapping the two guards hard at the moment.
And it was merciless, every slap was a solid slap in the face of the two.
"Ah…"
Less than five breaths.
The two of them were slapped dozens of times and screamed in pain.
A face, even more swollen like a pig's head.
"We were wrong!"
"We are blind, please forgive us!"
The two couldn't help pleading.
"Wrong?"
"Why did you go early?"
The fat man sneered, and punched the two of them in the mouth again.
"Enough!"
The surrounding crowd kept murmuring in their hearts.
Although it is indeed the fault of the two of them, there is a saying that it is good to see the owner when hitting a dog.
These two are the guards of the Trading Pavilion, should they save some face for the Trading Pavilion?
Of course.
No one dares to say anything if they have to beat them up, but it can be changed!
But just in front of the door of the trading cabinet, doesn't this mean that you are hitting the face of the trading cabinet?
What's the deal with this?
The fat man withdrew his arm, backed back to block the door, and smiled cheerfully: "It's cool now, please apologize!"
"The people who finished my trading cabinet and asked them to apologize. Your Excellency is so majestic!"
But right now.
A rather gloomy voice came from the trading pavilion.
"It's in charge!"
The body of the two guards trembled, as if they saw the rescue, they looked inside the gate.
Qin Feiyang also looked up and saw an old man in black slowly walking out of the trading pavilion.
The old man's breath was so strong that Yan Wei couldn't help shrinking his pupils and said, "He should be the Nine Star War Saint."
"So what?"
Qin Feiyang smiled lightly.
"Get out of the way!"
The old man in black stopped behind Fatty and Mu Qing, glanced at them indifferently, and said in a commanding tone.
"Are you in charge?"
"It's just right, sir, I was just about to ask, how does your trading pavilion discipline your subordinates?"
The two of them didn't move, they looked at the manager coldly.
"I've been beaten, beaten, and scolded, don't you think it's not enough?"
The old man in black raised his eyebrows and said.
"Of course."
"What we are hurt is the spirit, and the spirit is hurt, but it is not so easy to recover."
The fat man grinned.
The black-clothed old man's eyes flashed coldly, and he asked, "What else do you want?"
"What do we want?"
The fat man and Mu Qing looked at each other and smiled.
The fat man said: "I want to ask, do we owe you money?"
"No."
The old man in black shook his head.
"Then why do you have a black face as soon as you show up, like we owe you millions?"
"You know, it's us who are wronged now."
"And you have no good management in the trading cabinet. As the person in charge, shouldn't you apologize to us first when you come out?"
"Or, is your attitude now the way you treat guests in the Trading Pavilion?"
"If this is the case, then I can only say that you are a real bull."
The fat man sticks out his thumb with admiration on his face.
But anyone who understands can see that he is mocking the Trading Pavilion.
The old man's eyes sank.
Now, he has a murderous urge.
But he knew he had to endure it.
Because there are too many people present, if you do it, the image of the trading pavilion in the eyes of the world will completely collapse.
Don't think it's a small thing, but it has a huge impact.
"Good."
"The old man apologized to the two of them on their behalf."
"But shouldn't you hit people even if they're wrong?"
The steward held back his anger and said.
"Fuck."
"They all said they want to abolish us, we can't fight back, can we?"
"You're also domineering in the trading pavilion, do you still have a king's law, do you really consider yourself the master of the Forgotten Continent?"
Mu Qing said angrily.
"Well?"
The steward frowned, looked at the two guards, and shouted, "What's going on?"
"We…"
The two faltered, unable to say a word for a while.
"Well?"
"You still don't know what's going on?"
"Then what are you doing here?"
"Come, come, I will give you a good talk."
Mu Qing is really angry.
He thought that the manager saw what happened just now.
Who would have thought that he didn't know anything.
This is not covering up, it is indiscriminate, domineering and domineering.
This is more than cover up.
After listening to Mu Qing's remarks, the steward was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at the two guards. He said angrily, "Who gave you the power to treat guests like this?"
"We were wrong."
"We don't dare any more."
"Lord Steward, I beg you to be extra-judicial, spare us this time…"
The two hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"I'll pick you up later!"
A cold light flashed in the manager's eyes, and when he looked at the four Qin Feiyang, their attitudes changed instantly, and they cupped their hands and said, "It was the old man who didn't understand the question just now, and I blamed the four of them by mistake. I also asked the four Haihans."
"It's almost there."
Mu Qing sneered.
"Yes, yes, it's my husband's fault."
The steward laughed repeatedly, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Little brother, you see, the old man has also apologized. Could you please please these two little brothers, don't bet at the door, after all, we still have to open the door to do business." /
"Get out of the way!"
Qin Feiyang waved.
The fat man and Mu Qing looked at each other, smiled smugly, and then stepped aside.
Yan Wei also put away Shengwei.
"The same is true for the Trading Court."
At this moment, however, a sarcastic voice resounded in the crowd.