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"Yes, Second Young Master."
The middle-aged man nodded and said.
This guy's name is Zhao Long?
Xia Wuji snorted coldly.
What a waste of such a good name!
Xia Wuji turned around and clenched his fists, and said to Xia Hu without looking back: "Remember, you must control violence with violence when dealing with this kind of villain! Let's see how I deal with him."
"Ah."
Xia Hu nodded seriously.
Zhao Long felt very funny.
The young master of the Xia family is a well-known waste, who only stepped into the third level of Qi and blood realm after eight years of cultivation.
Except for the second young master of the Zhao family who is the second waste, the young master of the Xia family is truly the number one waste.
This is no secret in the entire Blue Moon City.
And now this guy actually wants to use violence to control violence against him, a visceral refiner?
Zhao Long seriously suspected that this guy's brain was injured after being invaded by ghosts, otherwise no one would have said such absurd words in such a serious manner.
At this time, I saw Xia Wuji striding towards him, walked straight in front of him, and suddenly punched him in the face.
A sneer appeared on Zhao Long's face, and he raised his hand to grab Xia Wuji's fist like lightning.
The second young master Zhao Chuan said not to kill him, but he didn't say not to hurt him.
Grabbing it with his strength, he could immediately crush the fist of the young master of the Xia family in front of him, and even crush it into powder.
But at this moment, Xia Wuji's fist suddenly opened, and a stream of white powder came from his palm, directly hitting his face.
The distance was too close, and the white powder suddenly entered his eyes unexpectedly.
"what--"
A miserable scream came from Zhao Long's mouth.
However, the moment he screamed, the white powder in Xia Wuji's hand entered his mouth again, deep into his throat.
"Uuuuuuu~~~ah~~vomit~~"
Zhao Long retreated quickly, but Xia Wuji kicked him in the stomach and sent him flying.
Zhao Chuan and his two servants were stunned.
This……
They were taken aback by the smell of lime powder in the air.
Zhao Long is defeated!
Lost to Xia Wuji's lime powder!
Shameless!No martial arts!
Xia Hu was also very surprised, but then his eyes brightened.
It turns out that this is countering violence with violence!
The young master is really insidious...but I like it!
Xia Hu didn't need Xia Wuji to teach him how to do it. Xia Hu immediately rushed forward and knocked the two servants brought by Zhao Chuan to the ground one by one, and then beat Zhao Chuan hard.
"Ah~~ Don't slap me, don't slap me in the face~~ I surrender~~ Spare me~"
Zhao Chuan screamed.
As for Zhao Long, he kept wailing on the ground.
If his two eyes are not treated in time, they may be completely useless.
Xia Wuji walked up to Zhao Long, raised his foot, and stepped on his thigh fiercely.
There was only a "click", and the femur and pubic bone were crushed by his foot.
"Oh~"
Zhao Long let out a miserable cry, his body bent up, his face was full of panic.
Seeing that his young master was fierce, Xia Hu was naturally not to be left behind, so he beat Zhao Chuan violently, and Zhao Chuan howled miserably, crying for his father and mother.
"Forget it, don't beat him to death. Our Xia family has always been benevolent and righteous."
Xia Wuji said.
"Yes, sir."
Only then did Xia Hu stop.
Regardless of Zhao Long, Xia Wuji walked up to Zhao Chuan and asked condescendingly, "Brother Zhao, I want to know how you control ghosts?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
Zhao Chuan flatly denied it.
He is very clear that once he admits it, his life may be lost here.
And the Zhao family will also get into trouble.
There are some things that can only be felt in Blue Moon City but cannot be expressed in words.
Therefore, even if he was killed, he would not admit it.
Xia Wuji frowned slightly, knowing from Zhao Chuan's expression that he would definitely not say anything.
You can't really kill him here, you have to kill him somewhere else.
Then he waved his hand.
Xia Hu understood, and immediately shouted at Zhao Chuan, who was as big as a bucket and collapsed on the ground: "Aren't you leaving? Do you want to stay at our house for lunch?"
Zhao Chuan's head was rapidly swollen, his skin was shiny, his eyes were like panda eyes, his whole body was bruised and purple, and his thigh was in pain.