
Song Butler raised his chin and glanced at Meng Jun. Even a small policeman dared to interfere in the affairs of others. Don't these people think that calling the police will have support?
Huh, that's ridiculous.
The county magistrate might not even dare to contend with the Song family, how could a small policeman have the courage!
Steward Song scolded impatiently: "Gee, the Song family is in business, so don't interfere in your own affairs, be careful because you won't be able to walk around."
Meng Jun glanced at him, and said coldly: "Is this the king's land around the world, how can you let you disturb the people here, isn't the Song family bigger than the royal family?"
Song Butler was perplexed when he heard that, and stuttered and shouted: "Dare! You're just a little cop, and you dare to compare with the royal family. Be careful, I'll arrest you and send you to the police!"
Meng Jun let out a cold snort, casually glancing at the guards with knives and the unscrupulous people behind him, and said calmly: "I am a member of the government, I am a member of the government, and I don't mind accompanying you on a walk."
Song Butler was suffocated by him, seeing him alone, an expression of cruelty appeared in his eyes, and he turned his head and winked at the people behind him.
Those mighty, tall, gangster-like people rode to surround Meng Jun. Its leader, with a bald forehead covered in tattoos, cursed and threatened:
"Scented boy, if you're in good sense, don't mind your own business. My knife likes to see blood. The sword has no eyes. Be careful to hurt your life."
Meng Jun looked at them, tucked his fingertips over the sheath, his face calm, and he replied coldly: "Anyone who sees blood may not be sure. If you want to get involved in this matter, you will definitely be imprisoned."
The big guys laughed in anger, "Hahaha, son***that's scared, right?"
"Brother Dao, please teach him a lesson."
As he spoke, a powerful man to the right of Meng Jun drew out his sword and shouted, "Look at the sword!"
Meng Jun's skin stiffened, and he flicked his fingertips upwards, and a long sword that gleamed out from his body.
The hum!
The two swords collided and emitted piercing sounds.
Meng Jun jumped with his strength, kicked hard, and the 200 jin man was kicked off his horse, and fell two meters hard.
"What!"
A thick layer of dust swelled around him, and the people who witnessed the excitement hurriedly closed their mouths and noses and retreated to avoid it.
"Hm! Cough cough cough..."
The large man was instantly stunned, red blood stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he coughed loudly while covering his neck, his expression extremely uncomfortable.
"Sixth!"
The other big man got off his horse and ran, and the other's eyes immediately changed when they saw Meng Jun, becoming cautious and vague with a hint of fear.
Just a light kick left one with a serious injury, which showed that this person's skills were profound.
Song Butler looked a bit ugly, but the scene just now was a bit scary, he was riding his horse back to the guard.
Meng Jun frowned slightly. He had never had such great leg strength. Logically, he could kick it from a horse, but he could not fly that far.
He looked at his shoes, and then at the man lying on the ground. He felt no outside help now. Could this man be too weak?
In the distance, Jiaojiao happily pulled her fat little hand, touched Bai Miaomiao beside her, and said with a smile: "Get rid of those bad guys, please, and we can go home faster and eat our mother's cooking."
Miao Miao also stretched his body boredly, and said lazily: "It is very troublesome to fight and fight, it is better to scare Jiaojiao with tokens."
Bai Miaomiao heard this, patted Jiaojiao's arm with her claws, and said solemnly: "Jiaojiao, there are many handsome men on humans, don't fall on that person, don't fall on that person, those people will have three wives and four concubines in the future. Simple will be deceived, you must not marry him."
Jiaojiao blinked his eyes, and asked in a daze: "Meong, do you want to marry Mister after picking up Master's wooden card?"
Bai Miaomiao was startled, and hurriedly replied: "When did I say that!"
"Well, what Meong Meong said just now, I said I took the wooden sign, and you said don't let me marry you." Jiaojiao replied innocently.
Bai Miaomiao was stunned at first, and then hurriedly explained loudly: "I don't mean to, I just want Jiaojiao to get away from her."
Jiaojiao scratched his bun, took out a token on his neck and shook it in front of him, "But the wooden token was given by Master, and Master was there to protect Jiaojiao. If it wasn't for Meong Meong, I wouldn't have known that this brand was so valuable."
Bai Miaomiao: "..."
Jiaojiao continued: "Teacher is very good to me, and he is also my friend. When the half-year appointment comes, I will thank him and invite him to my house for dinner."
Bai Miaomiao was unable to explain it, so she pretended to be dead and stopped talking.
Jiaojiao carefully slipped the wooden sign into his clothes. The teacher has been gone for almost a month. When he recalled the past, he could not help but miss him.
Furrowing her lips and stroking Miaomiao's soft fur, she tilted her head and said, "Master will be back in five months, and all the fruits in space will be ripe by then, and I'll take a full basket and give it to him. "
Meong Meong covered his ears with his claws, and stared intently at the sky outside.
He murmured inwardly: bless the great villain to never return, and go to the capital to become his national teacher, so that Jiaojiao will gradually forget about it, he said, and he won't remember it when he grows up.
"If you dare to hurt my brother, take your life!"
The big man roared loudly with a rough voice.
Jiaojiao returned to his senses, and hurriedly looked around.
Several large men surrounded Meng Jun and attacked them with knives in hand. Jiaojiao hurriedly raised his small hand and used his spiritual power to attack those people.
When Meng Jun leaned back to avoid them, the longsword quickly slashed at their feet.
Then everyone saw such a scene, Meng Jun's long sword flashed, and the several large men surrounding him fell down from their horses violently.
The horse also snarled in fear.
The strong people on the ground looked severely injured, their skin turned pale, and they held onto their injured ankles to stop the bleeding.
The one who shouted the loudest just now did not dare to say anything, because they had actually felt a terrible pressure just now, their brains were numb and their ears were swelling, he said, it was as if their bodies were about to explode in an instant.
The people nearby were even more astonished, staring at Meng Jun in disbelief, gulping with fear.
Meng Jun frowned slightly, and looked around with a long sword in his hand.
That was it for that fellow just now, how could he be the only one who could subdue six or seven great men, it was definitely a sneak attack from the darkness, and the symptoms of these people seemed to be suppressed by internal forces, who was helping him?
Behind him, Wang Zhuangzhi and Mu Kuan looked surprised. Wang Zhuangzhi never expected that Meng Xiaolang could be so strong at such a young age, and praised with a smile, "You really can't be judged by looks."
Mu Kuan at the side was also a little surprised. He always liked to hear about martial arts stories in books. He was lucky to see such a pleasant sight with his own eyes.
They were both worried that they would be outnumbered, but now that they saw this scene, they felt much more comfortable.