The boy stretched out his hand and was about to grab Wang Mao's neck. He actually wanted to pull Wang Mao over to take a look.

"Let me see who's so awesome. He can't be a fugitive, wearing sunglasses and a hat in such hot weather."

Wang Mao pushed the boy with his backhand, and he stepped back a few steps.

A group of men and women all stood up.

Wang Mao had no choice but to turn his head suddenly. The turn was so sudden that his hat fell off, out of the pavilion and down the cliff.

"Hey, you look familiar. Take off your sunglasses and let me see."

The boy's face was gloomy and even a little red.

Wang Mao glared at him and said coldly, "This is the forbidden area of ​​Wudang Sect. If you know what's good for you, get off the mountain immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Are you crazy? You're not from the Wudang Sect." A girl said.

"That's right, is this Wudang Mountain yours?"

"Who the hell are you? Let us go away, and I want you to go away too."

Everyone was talking at once.

Wang Mao was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at the boy and said, "If you really don't leave, do you believe I will teach you a lesson?"

The boy sneered and said, "Come on, I want to experience it for myself."

"good."

Wang Mao stood up suddenly, but he suddenly frowned.

He himself had forgotten that he was seriously injured by Tang Xiaobao.

And it's an internal injury.

It seems a bit difficult to take action now, and my strength is less than 20% of my usual strength.

But at this point, he no longer cares about much.

Although he was injured, he was still confident that dealing with these ordinary men and women would be a piece of cake.