"Kneel down and apologize?
Be your slave? "
"You really don't want face. Don't educate her."
Zhang Xing glared at Nangong Qige with a stern look.
"Leader Zhang, please calm down …"
Nangong Qirui was about to apologize again when he saw a figure flash in front of him and heard two crisp slapping sounds.
His heart trembled and he turned to look at his daughter.
He saw that there were obvious palm prints on Qige's left and right cheeks.
Blood was flowing out of her nose and mouth at the same time.
Her cheeks were swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You're too cruel. I just said a few words to you, and it's not true. How can you bear to be so cruel to a girl?"
Nangong Qirui looked at his daughter's miserable appearance and felt extremely distressed.
"Wah …"
After a while, Qige woke up from her daze and cried.
"Father … Wu wu … You have to avenge your daughter …"
Zige's resentful cries and choked words made Nangong Qirui infuriated at once.
"Zhang Xing, this old man has tolerated you again and again. I have given you enough face, but you hit my daughter twice."
"This is unbearable. Do you really think we are afraid of you?"
"My Nangong family has never been bullied like this. If I don't teach you a lesson today, how can I, Nangong, keep my face!"
"Come, take down Zhang Xing and the other three for me."
"I don't believe you are as powerful as the legends say."
"All of you, including the sixteen Wyverns."
The more Nangong Qirui spoke, the angrier he became, and the emotions that he had suppressed for a long time finally exploded.
Although he didn't say it clearly, from his resentful eyes, it could be seen that he wanted to kill Zhang Xing.
In front of the whole city, he had humbled himself twice. He felt that his old face had fallen to the ground and was trampled to pieces by Zhang Xing.
It was fine if he didn't give him face in his arrogant words.
But Zhang Xing slapped Qige twice in front of him and the whole city.
This was equivalent to slapping him, the City Lord, in the face, ruthlessly and without any leeway.
Even though he was very unwilling to be Zhang Xing's enemy, he had already been pushed onto the bonfire.
If he continued to tolerate his daughter being beaten this time, then how would he have the face to go out as the City Lord?
How would the nobles in the city view him? How would the common people view him?
Without a doubt, they would say that he was a weak city lord.
There were even people in the crowd who were mocking him, saying that the City Lord was Nangong Qi Kneeling.
Nangong Qirui immediately understood. Those people said that he would kneel in front of others whenever he was in trouble, he didn't have any backbone at all.
But as soon as he gave the order, he regretted it. But there was no turning back. His subordinates had already rushed over.
Zhang Xing didn't move from his spot. A cold smile appeared on his face as he waved his hand to summon Dark Knight Mo Li.
"Their lives belong to you!"
His enemies liked to use their strength to crush their opponents, and he liked it even more.
Among the people who rushed over, there were many Samsung, Four-star War Elder, and more than a dozen Stage Seven Flying Dragons.
He wasn't stupid enough to fight him alone.
If he could use the Dark Knight, he definitely wouldn't waste his strength and move his little finger.
What Nangong Qirui regretted was that he forgot that Zhang Xing still had a Dark Knight.
The more he worried about something, the more it would happen.
But now, he could only bite the bullet and fight.
Hopefully, these subordinates could hold on for a while longer.
He believed that Old Ancestor Nangong Tian would immediately sense the aura of the Dark Knight.
The people who rushed over and the Stage Seven Flying Dragons only saw darkness in front of their eyes, and there was an additional warhorse with dark red flames on its limbs in the air.
The warhorse and the person on its back were all wearing a set of pitch-black armor.
Their entire bodies emitted a heart-palpitating aura of death.
They immediately stopped in their tracks, not daring to move forward rashly.