Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 437: Master Black Crow, Don’t Run Away

No wonder these people, who only have the strength of the second level of foundation building, dare to be so arrogant. It turns out that they are just relying on the power of others. Wang Qiye also chuckled, and his contemptuous eyes shot at them like a sharp sword.

"roll."

"What did you say?"

The fat man seemed unable to believe his ears. He had already brought out his own young master, but this ignorant guy actually dared to try to stop a chariot with his bare hands.

This time, the beautiful woman, Wanxi and Lingxin all turned pale.

Ling Xin grabbed Wang Qiye's arm and was trembling.

"Master Dao, Lingxin will serve you well tonight. Please don't bother with him. Tomorrow I will ask Miss Wanxi to bring you wine to apologize. Just listen to me, we can't afford to offend this man!" Lingxin's voice was full of fear and pleading. She knew very well that if she angered Zhou Liwen, the consequences would be disastrous.

The beautiful woman also crawled to his side, panicking. "Master, we are all here to have fun, there is no need to make such a fuss. So, all your consumption tonight will be half price, just think of Wanxi leaving for a while, she will come back to play for you later."

Miss Wanxi also grabbed the fat man and whispered something, and the fat man's expression looked a little better.

"Boy, you are lucky today. For the sake of the city lord, I will not bother with you."

"Let's go." After saying that, he took Wan Xi and turned to leave.

Wang Qiye sneered. "Take your dog paws away. I want you to get out of here."

The box suddenly fell into deathly silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The fat man and his three followers slowly turned around, their eyes flashing with icy light that seemed able to freeze a person instantly.

The girls in the room were so frightened by the tense atmosphere that they all broke out in cold sweats. It felt like the sky was about to collapse, and the heavy feeling of oppression made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

The fat man raised his lips slightly, with a cruel smile, "Boy, is this your first time at Bijiang Ferry?"

"So what?" Wang Qiye responded fearlessly.

"It has been many years since anyone dared to cause trouble in Bijiang Ferry. If I think about it carefully, it has been about ten years, right?" The fat man raised his head slightly, as if he was lost in reminiscing about the past.

Wang Qiye couldn't help laughing at his words. "You have to understand clearly, you came here to steal my people, why do you make it seem like I stole your people?"

The fat man squinted his eyes at Wang Qiye and said in a cold voice: "I don't know what you rely on, but ten years ago, a disciple from a famous sect wanted to cause trouble in Bijiang Ferry, but he died in the end."

"You only have one life, once you die you're dead, but Bijiang Ferry is still doing fine."

Wang Qiye nodded slightly, looking quite educated. "So?"

Ling Xin was shaking violently at this time, and her speech became incoherent. "Master, let's go to the inner room now, I will give you... Please, don't put your life on the line because of this."

The beautiful woman also stood up in a hurry, took the fat man's arm, and said flatteringly: "Mr. Liu San, you are a magnanimous person, don't argue with this fool. Mr. Zhou's consumption today is free of charge, and I will arrange for Xiao Taohong to help you calm down tonight."

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out in the box.

Liu San slapped the beautiful woman hard. The beautiful woman's body turned twice in the air, then hit her head against the wall of the box and fainted instantly.

Without even glancing at the beautiful woman, Liu San pulled out the short knife from his waist and threw it on the table with a "snap". He stepped heavily on it with one foot, the fat on his face bulged violently, and a sharp light shone from his small eyes.

"Boy, you have five knives on your back. Do you know how to use them? They're not just for show, are they?"

He stretched his neck and gestured with his hands. "Cut here if you dare. Come on, if I, Liu San, dodge, I will take your surname."

The remaining two followers still folded their arms and watched coldly. They seemed to be waiting to see how this kid would end up in a dilemma.

However, facing this person who is determined to die, Wang Qiye will not tolerate him.

He moved quickly, pulling out the knife stuck on the table in an instant. A flash of light passed, and a fat head rolled to the ground.

Ling Xin collapsed to the ground, and Wan Xi's legs also went limp, she fell to her knees, muttering to herself, "It's over!"

The two followers seemed unable to believe it and their eyes widened. How dare he kill people in Bijiang Ferry?

It was not until Wang Qiye put the knife back into the table and looked at them coldly that they broke out in cold sweats and turned around and ran away in fear at the murderous intent without a trace of emotion.

Wang Qiye allowed the two followers to escape and went to inform the police.

At this moment, he looked calm, not at all disturbed by the coming trouble. Instead, he felt comfortable all over, reached out to grab the wine on the table, raised his head and drank it all.

The reason why he was so anxious to be dragged out of the land of comfort this time was actually because the mountain of karma of the Lei family that he had moved with him was about to explode.

Perhaps if he stayed on the mountain for another three or five days, a destructive thunderbolt would strike and turn him into ashes.

And now someone bumped into him on the head. He was so happy that he didn't even have time to dodge.

At this moment, he is like the calm before the storm, waiting for the coming storm and meeting the challenge of fate with a fearless attitude.

Ling Xin fell beside him in panic, grabbing his feet tightly with both hands, as if she had grabbed the last straw.

"Master Dao, you can't run away. We can't afford it!" Her voice was tearful and her eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

The beautiful woman woke up staggeringly, and when she saw the bloody scene in the room, she trembled all over and fell to the ground again, frightened out of her wits.

"Don't worry, I won't run away." Wang Qiye looked calm, as if nothing had happened. He drank by himself and leisurely poured himself a glass of wine.

Not long after, a young man in white clothes rushed in with a large group of people.

The two followers pointed at Wang Qiye who was sitting upright and described what had happened in vivid detail.

The more the young master in white listened, the gloomier his expression became, as if water could drip out of it.

The group of young men around him were also filled with righteous indignation. They pointed at the short-haired young man and cursed him, their words full of anger and disdain.

A guard from the Xueyue Tower whispered in his ear, "Mr. Zhou, the law enforcement team will be here soon. Calm down first. Someone will take care of him later."

"Get out!" Zhou Liwen was so angry that he slapped him away.

He drew his sword angrily and pointed it at Wang Qiye. "Boy, you were the one who killed Liu San?"

Ling Xin also hurried to his side and glared at the ignorant young man. "Mr. Zhou, this Taoist priest Black Crow has nothing to do with us."

"Hmph, I'll deal with you later." Zhou Liwen waved his hand impatiently to shake Ling Xin off.

"I can't wait that long, kid. Remember to keep your shield brighter next time on the road to the underworld!" After saying that, he held a long sword and stabbed forward like lightning.

The long sword flashed coldly under the light, and the sword was so fast and sharp that it cut through the air in an instant like a flash of lightning. The others were stunned by this sudden attack and had no time to react.

But Wang Qiye remained calm, with a sharp look in his eyes. When the tip of the sword was about to pierce him, he stretched out two fingers at lightning speed and accurately clamped the tip of the sword.

At that moment, it seemed as if time had stood still. Zhou Liwen's face was filled with astonishment. He had never expected that his determined attack could be resolved so easily.

Wang Qiye's fingers clamped the tip of the sword like a pair of pliers, and then he pulled hard with his arm. Zhou Liwen felt an irresistible force coming, and his body rushed forward involuntarily. He panicked and tried to stabilize his body, but he was unable to resist this powerful force.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qiye had strangled Zhou Liwen's neck with his arms.

Zhou Liwen's face flushed red instantly, his eyes widened, full of fear and disbelief. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from Wang Qiye's restraints, but Wang Qiye's arms were like steel, motionless.

At this moment, his heart was filled with regret and fear. He never expected that he, a young man who was usually praised by everyone, would be so vulnerable in front of this mysterious Taoist Black Crow.

He was really getting too cocky. With his swagger, people usually just gave in to him and spoiled him to the point that he thought he was invincible.

Now, before he could even fire a single move, Wang Qiye's arm was strangling his neck. His face turned red and he had difficulty breathing, let alone speaking.

"what?"

Wang Qiye let out a light exclamation, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

He originally thought that Zhou Liwen's neck would make a crackling sound under his stranglehold, but it did not happen as he expected.

A jade pendant on Zhou Liwen's body suddenly emitted a dim white light. The light was soft but tenacious, like an invisible shield that protected him tightly and prevented him from having his neck strangled by Wang Qiye.

When the others saw Mr. Zhou fall into the hands of the bad guys, they were all stunned for a while. It was not until one of them shouted in horror, "Let him go!" that the others woke up and reacted from their daze.

"Let him go!" everyone shouted.

"Don't be impulsive, my friend. This is all a misunderstanding. Just let him go and pretend nothing happened!" A young man in brocade clothes tried to persuade him, his voice filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

"Fellow Daoist, it is our fault. As long as you let him go, not only will everything be fine, we will also provide a large compensation!" Others made promises, hoping that this would make Wang Qiye let Zhou Liwen go.

Everyone around was completely panicked at this moment. They knew very well that if something happened to this young man, the consequences would be disastrous and the sky would really fall.

Those pairs of eyes were fixed on Master Zhou in Wang Qiye's hands, their gazes filled with tension and worry, fearing that he might make a mistake.

The whole scene fell into chaos and tension. The air seemed to freeze and everyone's heart was in their throat.