Tiger Roars in China

Tursun's words were extremely poisonous, leaving a thorn in everyone's heart.

Li Meng couldn't help but frown. He knew that there would be no good banquet.

Since he has affected the interests of some people, someone will definitely jump out and take action against Li Meng.

Li Meng was not afraid of fighting. With his current strength, he could completely sweep across the Wildebeest City.

However, Li Meng is not good at dealing with these secret conspiracies and intrigues.

At this time, Feng Siniang came over, she took Luna's hand and said, "Madam, don't be sad. It's a good thing that you found your niece, and you should celebrate!"

At the side, City Lord Lei Tong also shouted, "Yes, yes, it's time to celebrate."

Lei Bao shook his fat body and shouted, "Band..."

At this moment, at the entrance of the banquet hall, the guard shouted, "Lord Di Yue, the tax officer, is here—"

A tall bald man, surrounded by a large group of people, entered the banquet hall.

Lei Tong quickly left Li Meng and others behind and went to meet them with his followers.

Di Yue and Lei Tong both put their hands together, bowed to each other, and then started chatting very lively.

Feng Siniang winked at Li Meng, as if unintentionally saying, "This tax collector controls the financial power of Wildebeest City. He is in a high position and has great power. Even the city lord has to show some courtesy to him."

Yu Zhenqiqige covered her mouth with her hands and asked Luna in a low voice, "Aunt, if the person who hurt me is from the Di family, can your uncle still seek justice for me?"

Luna comforted Yuzhen Qiqige and said, "Don't worry, child, we must avenge the Yuzhen tribe! The suffering you have endured will not be in vain..."

Feng Siniang curled her lips but said nothing more.

The Yuzhen tribe no longer exists, and Yuzhen Qiqige's weight is far less than that of the tax officer in Wildebeest City.

Sure enough, Di Yue and Lei Tong said something to each other, and they looked towards Li Meng at the same time.

Lei Bao sat down opposite Li Meng and said to her in a low voice, "Li Meng, you have to be careful. This Di Yue is a venomous snake. He may have set his sights on you. You have to leave this Wildebeest City as soon as possible."

Now, Lei Bao didn't dare to say anything more. He could guarantee Li Meng's safety.

Li Meng nodded to Lei Bao. After all, the two had only met once, and they were hostile forces at the time. It was already very good that Lei Bao could do this.

At this time, a tall follower of Di Yue suddenly walked out from the crowd, strode to Li Meng's table, stared at Li Meng fiercely, and asked, "Did you kill my brother Di Yilin?"

Li Meng replied nonchalantly, "Yes, those bandits will be killed by everyone."

The follower suddenly jumped up and punched Li Meng on the head.

Li Meng sat there without moving at all. He just tilted his head slightly to avoid the follower's fist. With a flash of sword, one of the follower's arms fell on the table.

"ah--"

There were screams and shouts everywhere.

The female family members fled from here one after another, even Shuiyue and Yuzhen Qiqige left.

The only people left at the table were Li Meng, who was sitting there motionless, and the follower who had lost an arm and was being supported by Lei Bao.

The follower's face was distorted, his hand was pressing on his broken arm, and blood soaked half of his body.

He stared at Li Meng with a very ferocious look and shouted, "I am the tax collector's follower, how dare you touch me?"

Li Meng didn't waste any time talking to him. He just waved his hand and the sword flashed.

The follower's eyes widened in disbelief, and his body slowly fell limply into Lei Bao's arms.

Lei Bao was also shocked. He hugged the follower's limp body and winked at Li Meng, asking Li Meng to run away quickly.

But Li Meng ignored him and still sat there drinking as if nothing had happened.

I don’t know whether he is ignorant and fearless, or he is young and frivolous and doesn’t know his own limitations.

At this time, the tax officer Di Yue, who had been paying attention to this side, had a face so gloomy that a layer of frost could be scraped off.

He glanced at the city lord Lei Yitong, waved his hand and said, "Capture him! If you dare to resist, kill you without mercy!"

Lei Tong didn't say anything, but he secretly made a gesture to his subordinates.

Therefore, the masters around Lei Tong also followed the subordinates of the tax officer Di Yue and dispersed around Li Meng.

Li Meng didn't care about their little actions at all.

At this time, Di Yue's subordinates had already come to Li Meng's table. Two of them took the follower's body from Lei Bao and pushed Lei Bao aside.

Lei Bao didn't even make a sound, and even stepped aside with some fear.

Li Meng noticed that among the six people who gathered around him, five were monks.

Not only are there four level seven martial artists, but there is also an level eight martial artist and a level nine martial artist.

Their strength has surpassed that of the city lord.

Lei Bao was only an eighth-level martial artist. He was no match for a ninth-level martial artist.

The ninth-level martial artist, who was also a monk, stopped within ten steps of Li Meng's table and did not move forward.

And that eighth-level martial artist, with his long hair and big beard, looked like a savage.

He walked towards Li Meng with a grim smile and untied the iron chain around his wrist. At the end of the chain was a golden skull.

He waved his arm, and the golden skull smashed towards Li Meng's head with a "whooshing" sound.

The golden skull seemed to be smashing towards Li Meng's face, but in fact, it had blocked all the space for Li Meng to dodge.

No matter which direction Li Meng tried to hide, he couldn't escape the golden skull.

Li Meng's sword flashed again, and the sound of "ding ding" continued. Li Meng took advantage of the impact force of the golden skull and hit the golden skull with his sword, but his body floated backwards and retreated more than ten feet away.

With a loud "bang", the table where Li Meng was sitting was smashed to pieces by the golden skull.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the food, wine, plates and other items on the table fell everywhere.

Throughout the banquet hall, women's screams continued.

Around them, monks wearing armor and holding weapons had already entered the banquet hall. . . .

The golden skull continued to attack Li Meng with a whistling sound.

The tip of Li Meng's sword kept colliding with the golden skull, and with the help of the golden skull's power, he retreated out of the banquet hall.

Suddenly, two huge forces attacked Li Meng's back.

It was the ninth-level monk who attacked Li Meng's back at the same time as Di Yue.

Li Meng didn't even notice when they went around his back.

At this moment, Li Meng suddenly grabbed the golden skull, swung it hard, and swapped places with the eighth-level martial artist. . . .