inspire-indiana Chapter 246 Will I spoil you?
Chapter 246 Will I spoil you?
Feng Zhenghao quickly got up and went to help Wang Ai.
"Xiao Feng, you're here pretty early!"
"Hehe, after wishing you a Happy New Year, we're off!"
Staying at home is boring.
I just happened to be passing by.
Feng Zhenghao and Wang Ai exchanged a few pleasantries, and then they both sat down opposite Ma Long.
But Malone still showed no intention of looking up; he continued to eat the food in front of him.
Wang Bing came to the table, and stared at the mess of dishes with his triangular eyes wide open.
Wang Bing slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Damn it!"
Is this how the Zhuge family treats its guests?
What the hell is this food? It's no different from pig swill!
And these dishes look like they've been chewed by a dog! Is this how you serve your guests?
The pile of bones in front of Malone was shaken and collapsed, just as his good mood was swept away.
With food still in his mouth, Ma Long couldn't speak. He simply raised his head slowly, a sharp, cold light filled with killing intent, as he fiercely stared at Wang Bing.
In fact, everyone present was staring so fiercely at Wang Bing. If the Zhuge family was serving pig swill, then wouldn't everyone present be pigs?
Of course, Feng Baobao at the other table was still practicing the "Clean Plate Campaign".
Wang Bing had already noticed the gaze that had been raised on the other side, and he took a small step back: "Ma~Ma Long, you~have quite an appetite!"
Wang Bing was severely burned by Ma Long during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. If Wang Ai hadn't intervened in time, he would probably be dead.
He harbored a deep grudge against Malone, but he was also well aware of Malone's strength.
Jianghu Xiaozhan is not just a name; so many people acknowledge Ma Long as the best player of our time, it would be a lie to say he's not afraid.
They're just relying on their family's power and acting with impunity.
At this moment, Wang Bing was very close to Ma Long. Looking into those fierce eyes, he trembled inwardly. Those eyes looked so familiar.
He felt like he had seen that look somewhere before; it seemed to have brought him indelible pain.
Malone had already swallowed the food in his mouth, and although there was still a lot of oil on his lips, it still couldn't hide his majesty.
"Eat if you can, or get out!"
Ma Long's voice wasn't loud, but it was irresistible. Wang Bing felt dizzy and unconsciously slumped onto the stool, not daring to say a word.
Everyone present looked on in surprise.
'Young Master Long, how dare you lecture Wang Bing in front of Wang Ai?'
This king didn't dare to refute?
'Hmph, little monkey, there are many things you don't know!'
You should know that back then, Young Master Long dared to confront the Wang family of the Ten Elders all by himself.
Now that our Salvation Palace has a large and well-trained army, are we afraid of some brainless beast?
'That Wang Bing is a real piece of work. He cursed everyone present as soon as he arrived, and took the opportunity to mock the host, the Wuhou faction.'
Do you think the Zhuge family would tolerate him?
"Don't worry, the competition starts tomorrow, the real show is about to begin."
Ma Long's words stunned Wang Bing, and Wang Ai naturally wouldn't stand idly by.
He leaned on his jade cane and slammed it heavily on the ground: "Cough cough!"
Young Master Long, why be so hot-tempered when you're young!
Bing'er only complained a few times, you..."
Ma Long didn't want to wait for Wang Ai to finish speaking.
His attitude towards the Wang family was quite different, because since they were already enemies, there was no need to continue to be polite to them as he had to the Lü family.
Ma Long interrupted first, "Old man, shut up!"
Others may give your Wang family face, but it doesn't matter to me, Ma Long!
This little beast is someone you raised, I won't spoil him!
You old dog, you still want to take sides? You're fucking blind!
Ma Long's sudden outburst at Wang Ai came without warning, shocking everyone present.
"Holy crap, Young Master Long is so handsome."
This is Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, and that's how he calls him "Old Dog."
Flowers, what do you think?
"With Young Master Long doing this, everyone's in a bit of an awkward position."
What should the Wang family do? Admit defeat in front of so many people?
They've already backed down once; there's absolutely no way they'll do it again.
Then things are likely to escalate significantly.
"Third Brother, Young Master Long is so majestic! This is the style of our Salvation Palace!"
"Don't get cocky, kid, get ready to fight."
'Huh? What did you say, kid?'
"Brother Dahai, you can't even understand this? It's General Long!"
The Wang family is on the verge of conflict; we can't afford to fall behind!
'Sister Bao'er, stop eating, prepare for battle!'
'(⊙o⊙)？'
Lu Ci's usually placid face couldn't hide his admiration as he carefully examined Ma Long with one eye.
He needed to see clearly whether the boy was truly fearless or just putting on an act.
Does he really dare to do this?
As a result, Ma Long remained calm at all, slowly stood up, and began packing up the dishes on the table.
Wang Ai was a man of deep cunning. Suppressing his anger, he looked at the young man who had repeatedly offended him and said, "Young Master Long, are you trying to take everything with you?"
How come the Salvation Palace can't even afford food?
Malone continued clearing the plates in front of him: "Old dog, you're always looking for a crack in the wall!"
"What business is it of yours to interfere in the affairs of my Salvation Palace?"
Wang Ai was furious and slammed her cane down hard: "Ma Long!"
Are you really not going to give me any face at all?
Our two families...
Ma Long had almost finished preparing his favorite dishes, leaving only some broth and the like.
As he began to tidy up, Feng Baobao understood what he meant and also put away the dried goods on the table in front of her.
Ma Long ignored Wang Ai's rambling and instead looked at Chen Jinkui, who was sitting in the same row as Wang Ai: "Master Kui, come here."
Chen Jinkui was puzzled, only feeling that Ma Long's calm demeanor was somewhat unusual: "Oh."
When Chen Jinkui arrived, Ma Long did not look at him, but instead placed his hands on the dining table and looked at Wang Ai calmly.
"Old dog, fuck your mother!!!"
Ma Long suddenly flew into a rage, his arm veins bulging, his fingers gripping the table, and he yanked it up, slamming it down heavily on Wang Ai and Wang Bing's dog heads.
Of course, Feng Zhenghao was also included.
The soup, water, plates, bowls, and the heavy long table suddenly flew up and slammed down.
Even if Wang Bing were killed, Wang Ai would never have imagined that Ma Long would suddenly make a move.
Humans at least wouldn't—or at least can't!
This is the banquet hall where Zhuge Liang's troops gathered. They came all this way, and after only saying a few words, they overturned the table.
Lu Ci was equally shocked as soup and water flew past his cheek.
As if to warn him, it made him dare not move forward an inch further.
As everyone knows, Ma Long holds a grudge.
During the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Wang Ai ambushed him, which led to a blood feud between the Salvation Palace and the Wang family, making the matter impossible to resolve peacefully.
Ma Long cannot create a public atmosphere of mutual respect and love.
Chen Jinkui, standing next to Ma Long, reacted quickly and understood why Ma Long had called him over. He was secretly delighted.
At the same time, people were worried for Ma Long: "Master Ma Long is about to go all out!"
Fortunately, I had quite a few people with me.
Hehe, how could I, Kui'er, miss out on such a good thing!