Soldier King: Best Landlady

"Little bastard, you hit me?" The old man was quite vicious. He looked at Feng Xiao who was still squinting his eyes, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Before Feng Xiao could answer, a woman came out from behind the group and asked a youth with a face full of blood, "Little Wu, is it him?"

This woman looked to be around 30 years old. She had a small but attractive figure, with a straight front and back, and was wearing an extremely short leather skirt. A pair of 9 inch high heels allowed her long, white legs to fit perfectly. When she raised her eyes to look at Feng Xiao, her eyes were filled with arrogance and coldness, as if she was examining some kind of goods. Although she was as beautiful as a flower, Feng Xiao was especially disgusted with her.

Feng Xiao looked at the old man and then at the woman before answering, "I did."

"It was originally yours, but it will be mine after today." Xu Sanhu didn't know why, but he felt that his mood today wasn't too bad. It was rare for a young man to dare talk to him in such a carefree manner, so he answered without hurry. She even reached out her hand to stop the woman, who was about to let the group of people behind her make their move.

"On what basis?" Feng Xiao asked.

"Based on the fact that I'm Xu Xitian, my words have to be calculated." Xu Sanhu stared at Feng Xiao as he spoke. After he finished speaking, his eyebrows unconsciously trembled a few times, appearing extremely brutal.

"There's no turning back?" Feng Xiao asked again.

"Nope."

"Then let's do it. Do you want to fight together or choose which side will be the best?" Finished speaking, Feng Xiao retreated a few steps and stood on the spot.

"Oh, interesting, boy. I know you can fight. To be able to take down my entire group of people, he should be considered a top figure. "Like this, I won't take advantage of you. These four brothers of mine have followed me for many years, so they can be considered capable of fighting. If you want to kill all four of them, I'll spare your life." Xu Sanhu signaled the four of them with his eyes, and they gradually dispersed.

Xu Sanhu turned around and looked at the woman behind him, "Sister, since that b * stard Wang Ergong doesn't have that kind of ability, then take this stall. Consider the pocket money that Third Bro gave you."

It was like he was dealing with his own things. Xu Xitian felt that with the power in his hands, even if he was tired, he could still tire Feng Xiao to death. The remaining would obviously be his own, there were a lot of hoodlums in the east city, but not many would dare to shout openly and fight with him.

The woman actually led a few people towards Feng Xiao's stall.

Seeing that the four of them had surrounded him, Feng Xiao asked the other party: "Han San, Wei Wuniu, Li Qianjin, Wang Mantang, Xu Xitian's fourth courtyard, right?"

"That's right. Little brat, you must be regretting it. It's too late. What were you doing earlier? I'll send you off today." The tall and sturdy man with a black face stepped forward. Within two meters, he arrived in front of Feng Xiao in a single smooth step.

He extended his hand and wrapped it around Feng Xiao's neck, raising his right knee. He was preparing to give Feng Xiao a knee hammer. His movements were ruthless and powerful. If he was going to be hit hard enough, he would have to break at least a few ribs.

Feng Xiao saw that this brat was indeed an expert. No wonder why people were afraid of Xu Xitian, this kind of top fighter, was not something normal people could deal with. Moreover, there were four of them.

Feng Xiao quickly lowered his head and crossed his arms, dodging the other side's embrace. He crossed his palms in front of his chest.

Han San lifted his right knee and kowtowed at Feng Xiao with all his might. Feng Xiao made a feint to dissolve the momentum and then took advantage of the opponent's strength to leap backwards.

Even so, his wrist was still in pain. Good, what great strength! Feng Xiao pretended to be in pain. He first rubbed his chest, then shook his wrist, grimaced, and jumped a few times.

Opposite of them, Xu Sanhu immediately laughed: "Hehe, so it's only this much. San-er, go over and break both of this brat's legs." "Alright, let's go home early. I'm sleepy." As he spoke, he yawned.

While Feng Xiao retreated, he touched his pockets. In his pockets was a Finger Tiger he had picked up from the ground while he was tidying up those people.

The moment he knew that it was Xu Xitian's men who had come to cause trouble, he made up his mind. He knew that this group of people had tricks up their sleeves, so he had to prepare something. He searched the group of people he had knocked down for some small items to protect himself with.

This finger tiger was one of them. He retreated under the cover of the night, putting the back of his hand back into it. When others looked at him directly, they thought he was in pain. They rubbed their hands together, one in front of him, the other behind him.

Seeing Feng Xiao being beaten to such a state by Han Sanhe in a single move, the other party couldn't help laughing heartily and didn't send anyone else over.

Han San closed in a few steps, and when he was about three meters away from Feng Xiao, he suddenly accelerated. He spun his leg in the air, and kicked towards Feng Xiao's head. Feng Xiao hurriedly lowered his head and dodged. While his legs were at their limit, he pushed his waist and buttocks with all his might.

Han San turned around and stood still. Seeing that Feng Xiao was intent on dodging and did not dare to touch his light edge, he started to underestimate his opponent.

Seeing that his attack had failed, he took a horse stance and launched a punch at Feng Xiao, his only target being Feng Xiao Zhong Palace.

Feng Xiao saw his hard bridge horse's fist coming at him. The fist's edge was dark, and its momentum was scary. He quickly straightened his body and dodged to the right. Then, he lifted up his leg and gave Han San a side kick at the frontal bone of his left leg.

When Han San punched out, his momentum was complete. He originally thought that Feng Xiao would still avoid and not retaliate. He didn't expect the other party to not only refuse to dodge, but also counterattack. Han Sanqi couldn't withdraw in time and could only grit his teeth to catch Feng Xiao's foot.

In a normal person's bone position, only the frontal bone was the most fragile. However, Han San had practiced hard body skills since childhood and forcefully took Feng Xiao's leg. However, he was also in so much pain that he grit his teeth, his center of gravity became unstable, and he fell to the right.

Feng Xiao was waiting for him with a Tiger Finger in his hand. Seeing him slant to the left, Feng Xiao jumped up and punched him in the temple.

When Han San fell to the side, he had already sensed something was wrong, but Feng Xiao acted like lightning. Previously, he had underestimated his opponent, so it was already too late for him to turn around and block.

Feng Xiao's right fist, which was used to point at his temple, was struck. Even with his martial arts training, he could only stare blankly and didn't even have time to say anything before fainting. His huge body fell to the ground with a thud.

Xu Xitian clearly saw that Han San had the advantage, but how did he get knocked down in just a few moves? Looking at Feng Xiao, who was still rubbing his right hand and grimacing in pain, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid there's something strange about this kid. You three brothers can attack together and leave him with his life."

On Feng Xiao's side, he was still protecting his right hand, afraid that someone would discover his little secret.

The three of them acknowledged him and walked towards Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao looked and saw that all three of them were on the stage, and the other two were experts at Internal Martial Arts. He couldn't care less and fished in his pockets, there were a few more before he relaxed.

The one who walked in front was Wei Wuniu, he was different from the other three, he did not have a legal background, he had followed Xu Xitian after he retired from the army, and was usually a bodyguard as well.

When he saw Han San fall to the ground, he hurried over to see what the situation was like. Therefore, ignoring the two behind him, he began jogging towards Feng Xiao while clamoring.

Feng Xiao looked at this person's knobbly and knotted muscles and knew that this brat was not easy to deal with. Luckily, he was a few steps faster and was able to increase the distance between him and the people behind him by more than ten steps.

As soon as Wei Wuniu got close to Feng Xiao, he threw a punch. He wanted to force Feng Xiao away and then see what the Third Brother Han of course was like. Therefore, he did not use any strength in this punch and could only be considered as a feint punch.

He didn't expect Feng Xiao to not only not retreat, but also grab his wrist, raise his right fist, and punch him in the armpit.

As the fist came down, Wei Wuniu let out a miserable howl. He felt as if he had been struck by a metal weapon, and the pain pierced through his heart.

Unexpectedly, this wasn't the end. His left hand was gripped. After receiving an attack and just as he was about to extend his right fist to hit Feng Xiao, Feng Xiao threw another punch, hitting the same spot again.

After that were one, two, and three strikes. Every time Feng Xiao punched, Wei Wuniu would tremble. At first, it was acute pain, but after that, it was excruciating pain. In the last few punches, Wei Wuniu felt as if his arm had been removed, and only felt cold. Then, he felt as if electricity had passed through his body.

And because of the pain, his right fist, which he was about to reach out to, trembled non-stop due to Feng Xiao's attack. However, no matter how much he extended in the air, he could not bring it out.

Wei Wuniu's eyes stared deadly at Feng Xiao, wanting to remember just what kind of opponent he was, who had knocked him down before he could even punch out.

However, he didn't manage to see it clearly. All he saw was a huge fist flying towards his face. The fist was so dark that it seemed to be wearing something.

Then there was a sharp pain, and then darkness.

Feng Xiao threw seven punches towards Wei Wuniu, six punches under his arm and one punch on his face. Within seconds, before the other two arrived.

Although there was the Tiger's Finger to borrow strength, it was a life and death struggle after all, and he had no choice but to put forth all of his strength in this battle of life or death.

After defeating Wei Wuniu, Feng Xiao retreated while panting heavily and recovering his strength.

When the other two saw this situation, they quickly caught up.

Although these four people were usually Xu Xitian's men, they rarely joined hands, because it wasn't enough.

Today, they had an easy time joining hands. To be able to take down two people in one try was truly embarrassing.

Xu Xitian clamored loudly from behind: "You f * ckers are at the market, hurry up and beat him down for me, kill him now, I'll get someone to beat you up!"