Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

The word "give it here" made Bai Ling and the others stunned.

In the past, people who came to rob me all pretended to be righteous, but none of them were so arrogant right from the start.

Several people were on guard towards Fu Qi, but Fu Qi didn't care at all and slowly moved forward.

Jiang Yu is Fu Qi's fourth apprentice brother, and he has the hottest temper. Even though they are in a weak position now, he still speaks angrily, "That's our stuff. Why should we give it to you? How dare you come to us and yell at us? Do you know..."

Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, "Do you know which sect we belong to?", he was slapped away.

Fu Qi brushed his sleeves and said, "Such noise."

Mu Shaoze had the highest cultivation among them, and even he didn't notice when Fu Qi made his move.

They were indeed shocked by Fu Qilu's move. They stepped back one after another and looked at Fu Qilu warily.

Jiang Yu, who was blown away, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was swollen, and he had not yet recovered from the shock of being blown away.

As a cultivator, he was slapped in the face without any power to resist. That was a great shame and humiliation.

Jiang Yu got up, picked up his natal sword and rushed towards Fu Qi without any hesitation, his face was very ferocious.

When Mu Shaoze saw this scene, he hurriedly stopped Jiang Yu, but Jiang Yu didn't listen at all.

Before Mu Shaoze could try to stop him, Jiang Yu was knocked out again. Originally his right face was swollen, but this time it was symmetrical, with his left face swollen up high, looking like a pig's head.

When Fu Qi saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Qi's two moves completely shocked them.

Mu Shaoze hurried over to help up the seriously injured Jiang Yu, and was relieved to see that his injuries were not serious.

"If you hand over the things, I will spare your lives." Fu Qi's cold voice came again.

But they didn't want to just give up what they had worked so hard to get, and they were thinking quickly about how to escape.

Fu Qi didn't care what they thought. Anyway, they were just ants in his eyes now and would die with a slight pinch.

But she didn't want them to die so easily.

Seeing that they were still standing there without saying anything, Fu Qi didn't care and just slapped each of them in the face, with a loud slap.

Several people really didn't expect Fu Qi to be so unethical. How could a cultivator use such a move?

As the saying goes, don't hit someone in the face, but the person in front of me only hits his sore spots.

All of them had swollen faces, and they didn't dare to delay any longer. They threw the storage bags over, and while throwing them over, they quickly slapped the speed talisman on their bodies and fled.

Fu Qi let them escape, casually put away the storage bags, glanced at the direction they left, and then slowly walked forward.

After they ran for a distance, they stopped when they thought they were safe.

The appearance of these people is now in such a miserable state that it can even be described as horrible.

He quickly took out the pill from his storage bag and swallowed it to recover from his injuries.

The storage bags they threw away were just the least valuable things, and now the good things are still on them.

However, after they took the pills, the wounds on their faces showed no signs of disappearing.

This elixir was given to them by their master. Even the most serious injuries can be recovered quickly.

But now they all still have pig-headed faces, and their eyes are full of shock and disbelief.