Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 3227

"What?" The pangolin was stunned.

But this reaction was clearly caught by a group of people. Young Master Yuan stopped talking and shook the long fan in his hand slightly. The henchman next to him said proudly, "Open your ears. Listen carefully. My Young Master said that it was a fight!"

"Puff!"

The pangolin spat out a mouthful of old wine.

"Damn it, bastard, what do you mean?" The henchman was so angry that he couldn't control himself. He rushed forward and was about to hit the pangolin.

Thus, he was directly blocked by Young Master Yuan.

There was no sense in humiliatinga soldier who was about to die.

Moreover, the pangolin was not the only one who could be scared to spit out wine by Young Master Yuan.

Although Young Master Yuan was talented in literature and famous, his martial arts skills were also excellent. But most of the time, he was more enthusiastic about literature and rarely deliberately showed his martial arts.

Because for Young Master Yuan, killing with a knife was nothing. Killing with a pen was a real master.

He liked this kind of challenge and was happy about it.

He did not take the pangolin seriously at all. It was Samuel who showed up just now. Naturally, Young Master Yuan's target was also Samuel.

Hit someone in the face was the key point.

How glorious was Samuel just now? Only when Samuel was beaten up would it show how awesome Young Master Yuan was.

"How is it? Are you afraid?" Young Master Yuan looked at Samuel and could not help but ask coldly.

Samuel shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Forget it. A literature fight is enough. A martial arts fight not only hurts the harmony, but also hurts the body. Besides, we are outsiders."

"F*ck you! If you're scared, then you're scared. How dare you find a bunch of fu*king excuses?" Someone suddenly patted Samuel's table and shouted angrily.

"You're right. You coward, good-for-nothing. If you have the guts, come and fight."

"To see the truth under your hands is to be a real hero. Are you a man or not?"

In the face of the angry roars of these people, Samuel just shook his head. Then, he raised his glass slightly and was about to drink.

"Fucking drink!"

Suddenly, at this time, a big hand rudely knocked the wine glass in Samuel's hand to the ground.

For a time, the wine was spilled.

Samuel smiled. "What's the big deal?"

"There's no limit to the moves, techniques, weapons, or anything. Most importantly, there's no limit to life and death. Do you dare?" Young Master Yuan sneered.

"There's no limit to weapons, and then let’s forget this point." Samuel said.

"What? Are you afraid of being hacked to death?" Someone said with a smile.

"No, it's just that I don't need weapons to deal with you," Samuel said with a chuckle.

"Arrogant!" Young Master Yuan shouted coldly, "But arrogant people will pay for their arrogance!"

"Really?" Samuel smiled slightly.

"Let's wait and see. Come on; serve the brush and ink." He shouted loudly. Suddenly, someone rushed to get the brush and ink. At this time, Young Master Yuan looked at Samuel and said with a smile, "The saber and sword have no eyes, and it's even more difficult to completely control the inner force. So, sign the life and death situation and don't stop until one dies. However, there is another way to avoid death."

"Oh?"

"Those who want to admit defeat and are afraid of death can kneel down and kowtow and call me grandpa."

The crowd burst into laughter. Almost at the same time, the pen and paper were also brought up...