Chapter 36

"Stop it, you've gone too far," Chu Xiuer said coldly as she suddenly stood up, then gave Shen Lang a meaningful look, hoping he would follow her down.

She was Chu Qincheng's cousin and naturally knew about the relationship between Shen Lang and Chu Qincheng. Besides, their families had a good relationship. Seeing Shen Lang being bullied like this, she couldn't bear it anymore.

However, Shen Lang seemed not to understand her look. Instead of retreating, he took a few steps forward and smiled, saying, "What you mean by this attendant..."

"That's exactly what I mean! Calling you a waste is already a compliment. I see you as a top-notch waste, both stupid and clumsy! Otherwise, how could you not understand what I'm saying?" Tang Chaotian glared at Shen Lang and cursed.

"Shen Lang, let's go." Chu Xiuer, with a dark face, came over to pull Shen Lang's hand, trying to take him away. To her shock, no matter how many times she pulled, she couldn't move him at all!

"Stand still. Do you think it's that easy to run away?" Tang Chaotian said viciously. "This waste has delayed our drinking time. Do you think you can just leave like this?"

As he spoke, Tang Chaotian gave a signal to Xu Ping and Xiao Qiyun. The young masters of those families immediately stood up, separating Chu Xiuer and Shen Lang, preventing her from getting closer to him.

Chu Xiuer's cultivation was slightly higher than theirs, but it wasn't time to show her true strength yet. Moreover, there were too many of them, surrounding her from all sides, making it impossible for her to move.

"So, what do you mean, Young Master Tang?" Shen Lang asked calmly.

For some reason, the more he saw Shen Lang's calm face, the angrier Tang Chaotian became.

This wasn't the scene he wanted to see.

What he wanted to see was Shen Lang's terrified eyes, his pleading posture...

But he saw none of that now!

"This waste! Why is he so calm in front of me? Why does he dare to smile in front of me? He should be crying! He should be crying and begging for mercy!"

"Slap!" Tang Chaotian slammed the table and stood up, one foot on the chair he had just sat on, and said venomously, "It's easy to leave. Just crawl through my crotch, and you can leave gracefully. Otherwise, I'll break your legs..."

Shen Lang said indifferently, "We have no grudge. Why be so overbearing?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"This waste is begging for mercy, he's begging for mercy!"

"Even begging won't help, ha ha!"

"Waste, stop talking nonsense and crawl!"

The crowd around them burst into laughter, each one more outrageous than the last.

Shen Lang frowned and rubbed his chin, saying, "Let me think about it."

"Good, think about it well. I'm not usually this merciful," Tang Chaotian said smugly.

"Alright, I'll think about it, whether to let you off," Shen Lang smiled.

"What did you say? You, this waste..."

Before Tang Chaotian could finish, he felt a gust of wind, and a shadow flashed. The Shen Lang he considered a waste was already in front of him like a ghost.

"How is this possible..."

Tang Chaotian was startled and didn't have time to react. He saw Shen Lang's right foot raised high and then slash down like a knife!

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and the leg Tang Chaotian had on the chair dangled. Immediately, a pig-like scream echoed through the room!

He rolled on the ground, his screams making everyone present shudder.

"Waste, dare to harm my young master, die!" Behind Shen Lang, the servant who had mocked him drew a long sword and slashed at his head.

At the same time, Xu Ping, who had been blocking Chu Xiuer and was standing behind Shen Lang, stabbed viciously with a sword, clearly intending to kill him with one strike!

Shen Lang sneered, as if he had eyes on his back. Suddenly, he swept his hands on the table, grabbing two chopsticks. Then he sidestepped and retreated, the servant's arm landing on his shoulder, the sword missing.

Xu Ping's sword grazed Shen Lang's clothes.

Both were stunned, too late to change their moves.

Shen Lang twisted his body, and the chopsticks made a "puff puff" sound, instantly striking the servant and Xu Ping in the chest.

Xu Ping and the servant looked at the chopsticks in their chests in disbelief, unable to even scream. Shen Lang's right foot swung back, kicking another servant through the window.

Then his right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Xu Ping's belt. As Xu Ping's pants fell, Shen Lang's belt moved like a dragon, and before anyone could see clearly, Xu Ping and the servant were tied together and thrown out the window.

Xu Ping's pants were still hanging on his feet, and all the women present screamed and covered their eyes.

But many of the men saw clearly that Xu Ping, who was at least 1.8 meters tall, had only a small mushroom down there...

It seemed they had a new way to tease Xu Ping.

After throwing these two out, Shen Lang turned around, extended his right hand, and accurately grabbed the wrist of another attacker, flipping it...

The long sword in the man's hand turned and cut off his own arm!

"Ah!" The man, holding the remaining half of his arm, joined the chorus of screams, alternating with Tang Chaotian's, like a duet.

Shen Lang was clear about his principles. If these people only used their fists against him, he would at most knock them down with his fists.

But those who wanted to kill him with knives or swords, he would cripple without hesitation.

You want to kill me, I'll kill you first!

In the blink of an eye, he had crippled the fastest attackers, including Xu Ping, who was already at the third level of the Qi Martial Realm!

The people around, no longer from the City Lord's residence, were young masters of various families. Who would be willing to die for Tang Chaotian?

They all retreated in fear, as if Shen Lang were an ancient beast.

This beast was smiling at everyone, but such a smile was too much for most people to bear.

Many would rather he be fierce than see him smile like this.

Shen Fengyun, who knew him best, was gaping, making "he he" sounds, not knowing what to say.

"Everyone, please sit down," Shen Lang was still smiling.

The crowd, who had seen his terrifying skills, all sat down in a rush, leaving only Shen Lang and Chu Xiuer standing still.

"Xiuer, this is none of your business. Go back. What will happen next isn't suitable for you to see," Shen Lang said with a warm look in his eyes.

Chu Xiuer opened her mouth to speak but stopped, finally saying, "Shen Lang, be merciful where you can... take care of yourself."

Then she turned and hurriedly went downstairs.

As soon as Chu Xiuer left, Shen Lang's gaze turned cold. Just a glance made everyone feel a chill, as if they were being watched by a beast. Many shivered involuntarily.

Shen Lang casually drew a long sword and lightly slashed at Tang Chaotian's other thigh, a jet of blood spraying out...

At this moment, Shen Lang's left palm, as soft as silk, flicked in the air, a glow flashed, and the blood jet was instantly wrapped in a ball of light, forming a blood ball that spun in his palm.

"What... what is he doing?" Everyone was stunned, not understanding.

Suddenly, Shen Lang's palm moved slightly, and the rapidly spinning blood ball flew to his head. Then he flicked his left palm again, and the blood ball "pop" exploded, turning into dozens of blood drops that scattered...

"Drip drip..." The blood drops fell precisely into the wine glasses in front of everyone, then dissolved slightly in the cups.

"This... this requires such powerful divine sense..." Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes full of fear.

Is this still the waste Shen Lang?

To control so many blood drops and drop them precisely into the surrounding cups, even a sixth or seventh-level Qi Martial expert might not be able to do it!

Shen Lang patted his clothes, pulled over a chair, and sat down, smiling innocently.

"Everyone, please drink..."

Everyone was stunned, their faces as stiff as stone.

The waiter, who had come up to take a look, quickly retreated and ran downstairs.

Only Tang Chaotian and the servant's screams continued, alternating, as if they were competing.

"It seems no one understood what I said, but I don't like repeating myself. What should I do?" Shen Lang rubbed his temples, a bit annoyed.

Before the crowd could react, he suddenly extended his fist, which was rubbing his temples, and aimed it at a member of the Xu family!

"Crack!"

A forked lightning bolt shot from his palm, striking the Xu family member on the head.

The man screamed, his hair standing on end, smoking as he fell to the ground, his body convulsing.

"Shen Lang, don't be too overbearing!" A big man slammed the table and stood up.

"Crack!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang raised his palm and shot another lightning bolt.

The big man immediately fell like the previous one, his head smoking, starting to compete in who could convulse more.

Just then, as the big man fell, a man behind Shen Lang leaped into the air, his long sword moving like a whirlwind, and five beautiful plum blossoms instantly surrounded Shen Lang!