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Chapter 93 Not going to say a few words?(2/2)

"Picked it up." Zhao Yun said seriously.

"It's good to pick it up, and it doesn't cost anything." Lin Xie said with a meaningful look on his face.

"What do you think the city lord will do with us?"

The little fat man was there too, hiding a chicken leg and chewing it until he was too shameless.

"Drink tea."

"Drink tea."

Zhao Yun and Lin Xie's responses were surprisingly consistent. The city lord said: drink tea.

However, some people have to pay for tea.

This certain person refers to the group of wealthy children who made trouble in the front.

You have to pay for tea, and you can't pay less.

People who know Yang Xiong basically say this. Although the city lord has an upright style, he actually has a lot of thoughts. With so many big clans coming, what can he do without bloodletting? If he doesn't squander money to death, he is not Yang Xiong. He can compete with Yan Tianfeng.

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Speaking of Yantian Peak, we have to mention Qingfeng City.

Speaking of Qingfeng City, we have to mention Han Ming and Yu Wenhao. They were both at Wangyue Tower just now. Now they are walking side by side, thinking about scolding their mother?

The person who wants to scold his mother the most is the elder of his family.

Young Master! What are you doing! You two are not very peaceful when you go to Qingfeng to propose marriage. You were detained once by Yan Tianfeng. Why are you still not honest when you come to Wanggu City? If you drink, drink, if you go on a blind date, you will go on a blind date. Your brain is flooded.

Going to fight?

Just wait! Yang Xiong will never want less than Yan Tianfeng.

These two city lords were well-known far and wide. They were both madmen on the battlefield. When it came to extortion, they were more ruthless than the other when it came to extorting money.

"Damn."

The children of the rich clan were gnashing their teeth in a ferocious manner, especially Yan Kang, who made a serious miscalculation. He thought he could easily win, but God knows that Zhao Yun is a martial artist. Not only did he fail to win, he was also injured, and the matter became a big deal.

Drink tea?

Drink your sister's tea. If you want money, just ask.

Be calm!

Most of the elders of the clan were rubbing their brows. Sure enough, going out for a walk with your young master is not a worry-free job. If you don't like it, you will make trouble. We are here to scream at the auction, and we are here to propose marriage, not here.

Giving money.

In front, Liu Ruyue covered her face with a veil.

I was both ashamed and angry. A scene like this was truly unprecedented.

All because of Zhao Yun.

The proud daughter of heaven who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, seems to never find fault in herself, and puts all the hatred on Zhao Yun, because it is all his fault.

"We agreed not to attend the banquet, why are you here again?"

At the end, Niu Hong threw away the chicken bones and looked sideways at Zhao Yun. Today's matter is not complicated at all. If Zhao Yun doesn't go, most likely no one will make a fuss.

"Passing by."
Chapter completed!
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