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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Seven: Your Dad Comes and You Have to Cry

Su Ting raised his eyebrows and looked at the sound.

I saw a young man in a long gown, in the crowd, wearing a long gown, very gorgeous, holding a folding fan in his hand and a jade belt in his waist, which was quite graceful.

The man glanced over Su Ting's face, landed on the two horses pulling the cart, shook his head and sighed: "Two good horses can be called treasure horses, and they are actually used to pull the cart, which is simply a waste of resources."

Su Ting smiled and said, "Whether it is the second master? Is it a waste of resources or not... Huh, what does your Master Su have to do with you?"

The young man found it very interesting when he heard this. He looked at Su Ting and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Su Ting laughed furiously and said, "I don't care who you are. You block grandpa's way without any trouble. You're so full?"

The young man's face darkened.

The servants behind him stepped forward one after another.

"Where did the boy come from? I don't know who our young master is?"

"I've messed with our young master and I'll teach you how to look good!"

"act recklessly!"

...

Not only these servants, but also the people watching around, sighed a little, as if they were regretting this foreign boy.

Seeing this, Su Ting knew in his heart that it was obviously not the first time the young man in front of him did something wrong in the capital, and his status was very high, and even ordinary people knew this person.

The elf whispered: "The one who fell out before seemed to be pushed out by this person."

Su Ting glanced at it and said, "After this guy spoke, I saw clearly. Perhaps this bastard pushed someone out in order to stop our carriage... The coward didn't dare to say much, and ran into the crowd, watching the fun."

The elf whispered, "What should I do? It seems that this guy is not easy to deal with?"

Su Ting said hesitate and said, "It's hard to deal with, it depends on who will deal with it."

And at this moment, the young man came to the front of the carriage, stretched out his hand to stroke the white horse, his eyes becoming more and more happy.

Su Ting sat in the carriage and looked down.

The young man looked up and said, "The horses that I have tamed are always famous in the capital. Racing horses are rarely defeated. I thought my horse was extremely outstanding, but I never thought that you, horses, are not bad. It would be a pity that this kind of treasure horse will fall into the hands of a boy from the countryside. If I were trained, it would be unimaginable."

He reached out and stroked the horse's head and said calmly: "Let's make a price."

Su Ting smiled and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford it."

The young man sneered: "If you dare to ask for a price everywhere, I will sink you in the moat."

Su Ting waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'm timid, I just think I'm afraid of you... Let's say that, if you can take these two horses away, you'll give it to you for free."

The young man looked happy and said, "Take it serious?"

Su Ting nodded and said, "Su's words are all the same, and he never tells lies."

After hearing this, the elf in the car almost fell off the wind bead.

The young man believed it and immediately reached out to stroke the horse's head, and wanted to use the ability to train the horse.

However, the two horses suddenly seemed irritable and swung around.

Su Ting laughed in his heart and teased.

The young man's face was no longer very good-looking, and he whispered: "You two beasts, I don't know who I am. Follow me and ensure that you become famous BMWs in the world is better than following this country boy to pull a cart."

Before the sound fell, a white horse suddenly neighed, and the man stood up and his front hooves fell down.

“Bold!”

The young man's face suddenly turned pale and could not avoid it.

If you are struggling by a horse's hooves, your life will be in danger.

At this moment, a pair of palms suddenly popped out from beside him and pushed the horse's hooves away.

The horse's body sideways, and the horse's hooves stepped on the ground.

Alongside the young man, there was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, but his face was rosy and a strong breath. It was obvious that it was a lot of effort to push the horse's hooves away before.

"Uncle Liang."

The young man was still scared.

Su Ting almost laughed out loud.

The elf's blue bird was also quite speechless.

This young man likes horses and is not a bad thing, but he is used to forcing and robbing Su Ting.

It should be noted that these two horses are first-class horses, especially the white horse, which is even more delicious. Later, Su Ting's true energy has been repeatedly nourished. Although it has not been directly enlightened, it has also benefited a lot, almost spiritual and almost a genius.

These two horses are now smart and know that they have benefited a lot from Su Ting's side. Like the five little monsters, they are unwilling to leave.

If Su Ting made the decision, it would be fine if he wanted to give the two horses away, but it would be difficult to make the two horses willing to leave with others.

The white horse man stood up before, but he had the idea of ​​trampling the man to death.

"Okay, you have no chance with my horse, get out of here."

Su Ting waved, "I have given you a chance, you can't control it, so let it go."

The young man's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "I'm going to settle these two horses!"

Su Ting said in a deep voice: "If you can take it away, just give it to you. If you can't take it away, just let it go. Su plays with you for a while, but I am kind-hearted and unwilling to do it. Don't think I dare not do it."

The young man said gloomyly: "My father is Shi Nianji, do you know the consequences of offending me?"

Su Ting replied accordingly: "I don't know."

The Shi Gongzi's expression suddenly changed.

Su Ting said, "A good dog doesn't block the way. If you really want to block my way, your father will have to cry even if he comes."

Mr. Shi's face was gloomy and said, "Do you know what you are saying?"

Before Su Ting could speak, the middle-aged man had already taken a step forward and reached out to grab Su Ting.

"Boy! Come down here!"

This palm hole is powerful and takes it over like an iron plier.

However, Su Ting's expression was plain and he waved it casually.

The sleeves were waving, extremely gentle.

A snap sound!

The middle-aged man suddenly stepped back, covered his forearm, showing a terror, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hand bones were broken.

"It's a good person to be a person with internal strength, but unfortunately I can only be a lackey."

Su Ting glanced at him and showed a sneering look.

In fact, before becoming a master, practitioners were mostly inferior to those of martial arts practitioners in frontal struggles, especially in the strength of their physical and physical souls.

But that's just relative.

Su Ting has condensed the Dharma intention, and it is the Dao intention. He condensed the true energy of the Dharma intention and cleansed his body day and night. It is no longer comparable to the physical spirit of an ordinary practitioner. His physical strength is not inferior to that of a great master of martial arts.

And this great man is certainly powerful, but he is not a great master of martial arts after all.

"you……"

The middle-aged man's expression changed and he said, "Master of Martial Arts?"

Su Ting spread his hands and said, "It's not too wrong to say that."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the young man, as if he wanted to persuade him... After all, the great master of martial arts is really hard to provoke.

The young man obviously saw the clues and was about to speak.

Suddenly, the end of the street was very noisy.

It can be seen from a distance that a group of soldiers and horses, in an orderly manner, wearing helmets and armor, with long swords on their waists, were running towards here.

"Beijing patrol?"

The young man showed joy, and the original intention of retreat disappeared.

So what about the great master of martial arts? Just one person’s power can really defeat a hundred people with one force?
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