Urban Supreme Evil Dragon

Su Qingluan frowned and said, "Are you treating me like I don't exist? These are my invited friends!"

Lu Dalong immediately smiled apologetically and said, "Miss, it's not that we're being disrespectful, and we certainly wouldn't dare to pretend you don't exist, nor would we dare to prevent you from bringing your friends."

"It was Mr. Su who issued a strict order forbidding Wu Qing from coming to the Su family."

"If Wu Qing dares to come, beat him out with sticks! Otherwise, beat us all out!"

"Young Miss, please don't make things difficult for us!"

Su Qingluan retorted angrily, "Not making things difficult for you? Then why make things difficult for me?"

Lu Dalong was both amused and exasperated, then turned around and glared at Wu Qing: "Aren't you going to get lost?"

Su Qingluan was furious and wanted to retaliate, but Wu Qing raised his hand to signal her to stop. He glanced disdainfully at Lu Dalong and the others and sneered, "Sorry, I don't know how... How about you demonstrate for me?"

Lu Dalong clenched his fist and glared at Wu Qing: "You brat, do you really want to die in the Su family?"

Wu Qing shook his head with a smile: "No, you're wrong... I came here to beat the dog. I just happened to be craving dog meat."

Your mom!

Enraged, Lu Dalong roared, "Attack him! Cripple him!"

The bodyguards, who had been unable to restrain themselves any longer, let out a low growl and pounced on Wu Qing like vicious dogs.

Su Qingluan couldn't help but want to shout out, hoping the bodyguards would go easy on her, but she held back. After all, if Wu Qing couldn't even handle the people in front of him, how could he deal with Su Tianming's anger, or even the wrath of the Murong family in Yanjing?

But seeing the bodyguards swarm around Wu Qing, he couldn't help but whisper, "Be gentle..."

bang bang bang...

A dull thud suddenly rang out.

Su Qingluan's heart tightened, and she panicked, unable to remain calm and observe. She immediately rushed towards Wu Qing, who was surrounded.

But the next moment, she saw a group of bodyguards tumbling out like gourds.

Only Wu Qing remained standing by the car as if nothing had happened.

Su Qingluan froze as she rushed over, standing there stunned, supporting the Maserati, looking at Wu Qing with surprise and delight.

Although I knew he seemed pretty capable, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy watching him take care of my bodyguards as easily as chopping vegetables.

Lu Dalong's face darkened, staring at Wu Qing as if he'd seen a ghost. His expression then turned serious, and he said coldly, "Kid, you're trying to play dirty tricks on me?"

Wu Qing looked at Lu Dalong with amusement: "Me, playing dirty tricks?"

"Nonsense! You clearly know martial arts, but you pretend you don't. Isn't that cunning? You're such a scheming old fox!" Lu Dalong gritted his teeth, glaring at Wu Qing, looking extremely angry.

Wu Qing nodded and said, "Fine, since you put it that way, then let me tell you clearly, I know martial arts... and you're no match for me! Get lost now!"

Lu Dalong was furious. He pointed at Wu Qing and roared, "What did you say? You dare tell me to get lost? Let me tell you, Wu Qing, I'm a legitimate martial artist. Don't think you can act tough in front of me just because you can handle these bodyguards!"

"Today I'll show you who's going to get out of here!"

After Lu Dalong finished speaking, he suddenly assumed a stance, unleashing an astonishing aura. He appeared extremely fierce, like an enraged wild bull.

"Take this punch!" Lu Dalong roared, stomped his foot, cracking the tiles, and then blasted towards Wu Qing.

As expected, he is a martial artist at the Body Tempering Realm.

No wonder they're so arrogant.

Wu Qing smiled faintly and followed suit. He stomped on the ground and suddenly pushed off, the ground making a piercing whistling sound, but the tiles did not shatter. His fist also slammed out. It did not seem to be fast or have a strong wind. However, in a daze, Wu Qing's fist arrived in front of Lu Dalong first and slammed into Lu Dalong's fist.

boom!

A muffled thud.

Lu Dalong's expression changed drastically as he felt a tremendous force coming from Wu Qing's fist. Before he could react, the force had already reached him.

With a cracking sound, his fist cracked, his arm cracked, his sleeve ripped open, and he was thrown backward, crashing to the ground with a loud thud. The tiles shattered, creating a large crater where Lu Dalong lay, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. He struggled to get up but couldn't.

The fist and arm were twisted irregularly.

It was broken.

"You, pfft..." Lu Dalong was terrified and shocked. He was about to question Wu Qing, the old silver coin, about how he had hidden so deeply that he was even more powerful than him, but he couldn't help it and spat out a mouthful of black blood more than a foot high.

Wu Qing walked to the edge of the pit, squatted down, picked up a broken tile and threw it at Lu Dalong: "You don't listen to the elders, and now you're suffering the consequences. I told you you were no match for me, but you wouldn't believe me."

"Now you have a chance to describe how you feel right now."

Wu Qing's scathing teasing made Lu Dalong, who had just recovered, feel a sinking feeling in his chest, and he spat out another mouthful of black blood.

Wu Qing hurriedly stood up, frowning and saying disdainfully, "You spineless coward! You give up when you can't win. What's with the blood spitting out? Are you trying to disgust me?"

"Pfft..." Lu Dalong's face darkened, and he spat out another mouthful of liquid.

"Stop criticizing, it's such a waste. You could sell your blood for some pocket money." Wu Qing got up and walked away.

"Pfft..." Lu Dalong spat out again, and after spitting it out, everything went black and he passed out.

Wu Qing shook his head. How could someone with such a fragile mentality have lived so long?

Turning around, he saw Su Qingluan walking over and spread his hands, saying, "Sorry, I broke your floor tiles."

"Your floor tiles must have been expensive, right? It's okay, let them pay for it."

Wu Qing pointed to the bodyguard on the ground and said.

Lying on the ground pretending to be dead, the bodyguards who weren't unconscious all experienced a sudden blackout and almost actually passed out.

They were the ones who got beaten up, weren't they?

They should be compensated for their medical expenses, not for the floor tiles. Is that something a human being would do?

Su Qingluan glanced at Wu Qing, both amused and exasperated, and said reproachfully, "That's enough for you."

They've already beaten them up like this, and now they're still trying to hurt their feelings? That's so wicked.

"Let's go inside," Su Qingluan said, gesturing for Wu Qing to walk inside.

Hearing the commotion, Su Tianming walked out with a livid face.

Behind him followed an imposing high-ranking retainer, Duan Qingyun, a martial artist at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm.

"Wu Qing! Who gave you permission to come to my house?" Su Tianming's face darkened as he shouted angrily. Seeing the bodyguards scattered on the floor and the mangled tiles, Su Tianming's face darkened even more. "How dare you! Not only did you trespass on my property, but you also dared to injure my bodyguards and damage the floor tiles!"

"They're really courting death!"

Su Tianming roared, "Mr. Duan, cripple him!"

Su Qingluan was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Dad, Wu Qing didn't trespass; I invited him. Don't misunderstand!"

"You invited her?" Su Tianming stared at Su Qingluan with a gloomy expression.

"Yes, I invited him." Su Qingluan nodded through gritted teeth.

"Now I'll make you say it again: did you invite her, or did Wu Qing barge in without permission? Think carefully before you answer!" Su Tianming stared sharply at Su Qingluan, his eyes filled with a strong warning.