His True Colors Chapter 1834-1836

 Chapter 1834

Who is he?

        Just a simple sentence, but in the heart of the tiger idiot, it was filled with arrogance and dominance.

        All the drinkers present now reflected the same.

        Yes, who was he?

        All eyes were suddenly focused on Fu Mei, who was travelling with him, and Chen Hao, who was unconsciously taking a step back from Fu Mei, had previously completely disregarded Han 3,000 and even thought that he was afraid of him, so he was full of disdain and condescension towards Han 3,000.

        But now, after witnessing Han 3,000's astonishing battle, he regretted it immensely and was terrified at the same time.

        If he had been angry then, then the Tiger Idiot would be his fate now.

        Thinking of this, he had to stay away from Fu Mei, the girl could be picked up again at any time, but this was the only life he had.

        Feeling everyone's gaze, Fu Mei was only now sobered up from her shock. Han Qiang's heroic posture is still deeply engraved in her brain.

        Unrestrained and dominating, like a god of war!

        But why?

        Why is he the man for Fuyuan?

        Fuyue was unhappy, and the stronger Han Qiang was, the more unhappy she was.

        She thought she was not inferior to Fuyao, or even younger than her, and was the most outstanding young woman in the Fuyao family, so only she was worthy of a man like Han Qiangli.

        How could she know that the path Su Yingxia had walked with Han Qianli was something she would never be able to do in her lifetime?

        "What are you all waiting for? Can't you see he hasn't eaten? Shopkeeper, bring me your best dishes." Fumei simply ignored the curious stares of the others and turned around and rushed into the restaurant's kitchen.

        On the first floor.

        Han Giangli put down the two sacks and after untying them, the two people in the sacks were released.

        They were Chu Tian and Xiaotao, who had left earlier.

        After placing Chu Tian on a chair, Han 3,000 placed Xiaotao on the bed and checked for a pulse, both of them had only fainted and had no other serious problems.

        Just then, Fu Mei walked in with a tray carrying some food.

        "Brother Three Thousand, you haven't eaten anything yet, I've brought some up for you." As soon as Fu Mei came in, she saw Xiao Peach and Chu Feng on the bed, and was suddenly very dissatisfied.

        She didn't have anything against Chu Feng, but she was extremely disgusted with Peach, her "rival", especially when she realised that the woman in the sack was Peach, and after Han 3000 fought with that tiger idiot to save her, she became extremely angry. Why does Han Marchant not care when it is on his own? But in front of Han Qianqian, she held back her dissatisfaction and tried her best to put on an incredibly gentle tone.

        Then, she pretended to be surprised: "Isn't this Miss Peach and Mr Chu, the big man who ...... caught them just now?"

        Nodding his head, Han 3,000 nodded, stood up and instilled some energy into Xiaotao and Chu Tian, who quickly and slowly opened their eyes.

        Seeing Han Three Thousand and Fu Mei, the newly awake pair suddenly understood that it was Han Three Thousand who had saved them.

        Chu Feng bowed his head slightly, somewhat embarrassed, while Xiaotao pushed her face to the side, her heart clearly grateful to Han Qianli, but at the thought of Han Qianli trying to ki ll her cousin, she was still furious and pushed her head to the side.

        "Alright, since everything is fine, you guys rest." Han Three thousand faintly looked at the two of them, got up and walked out of the house.

        Peach was panicked and nervous as she turned back to look at Han Three Thousand, looking at his back, a little sad, a little saddened, but not sure how to say it.

        "Wait a minute." Just then, Chu Tian stood up.

        Han Three Thousand stood up slightly and did not turn back, waiting for what he wanted to say.

        "Can we have a chat?" Chu Tian.

        Hearing Chu Tian's words, Xiaotao looked at Chu Tian with some concern, while Fu Mei was a little nervous and implied with her eyes that Chu Tian should not mess up.

        Han Qianli nodded and took the lead in walking out.

        At the end of the stairwell on the first floor, Han 3,000 stood there, looking through the window at the flourishing greenery at the back of my restaurant.

        Chu Tian lowered his head and slowly walked over.

        But just as he was approaching Han Qianqian, Han Qianqian suddenly grabbed Chu Tian by the shoulder, and then, with a force in his hand, grabbed Chu Tian in front of him and stuck his right hand in a death grip with his other hand.

        Han Qianqiang's face was cold, and the energy in his hands changed to incredulity after Chu Tianton was shocked.

        "You ......"

        Han Qianqian is actually energising him!

        What surprised him even more was that Chu Tian found that the blue seal on his hand was a little glittering.

        After a moment, Han Qianli closed his hand, then, with a flick of his hand, he took out a number of jewels and handed them to Chu Tian's hand, turning his back to look out of the window, "Practice more in the future, and what will you do if you meet this kind of person again? Besides, there's enough of this stuff to keep you two going for a few good days."

        "Why?" Chu Tian frowned and looked at Han Qianqian with disbelief.

        He had clearly wronged him, he should hate himself, so why was he treating him so well?

        "I just want Peach to have a secure future and I think of her as my sister, so it's not like it's helping you, understand?" Han Three Thousand Years Road.

        "Do you think I'll be grateful if you say these things?" Trudeau.

        "I never expect anyone to appreciate me." Han Qianli turned around and was about to return to his room.

        "Stop!" Chu Tian snapped, "Han 3000, I won't owe you anything, take it!"

        Afterwards, Chu Tian threw it away, and Han Qianqianton reached out to receive it, it was a square wooden box, but there were many marks and stitches on it, just like the Rubik's Cube commonly seen on Earth, Han Qianqian's eyebrows furrowed, "What is this?"

        Chu Tian looked coldly at the box and said, "Of course it is something that cannot be more important to you."

        Han Qianli didn't quite understand his words, but the wooden box in his hands, although peculiarly shaped, didn't have any special features that Han Qianli found.

        Wasn't it just a wooden box?

        "If you don't want it, you can always still it, but don't blame me for not reminding you, you'll only regret it then."

        After Chu Tian said that, he turned around and went back to the house himself first, and as he passed by Han Qianli, he smiled calmly, "There are some things that heaven knows and earth knows, and you know and I know that Xiaotao knows."

        Hearing these words, Han Qianqian's entire heart tightened, what did this mean? Could it be that Chu Tian also knows who he is? It's not hard to understand, after all, he is Peach's cousin and it's not surprising that Peach would tell him. But what is the meaning of this little gadget in his hand? Could it have something to do with the Pangu Axe in your hand?

Chapter 1835

When he looked back, Chu Tian had already returned to the house, and Han Qianli shook his head in disinterest.

        After shaking his head and placing the small box on his chest, Han 3,000 was about to return to his room when the first floor was suddenly filled with gloom, followed by a powerful pressure directly on his face.

        Han 3,000 dodged it with a sideways glance, and a black shadow instantly struck from Han 3,000's chest with a millimetre of difference.

        When Han 3,000 looked back, a thin, white-clothed middle-aged man stood behind him, a jade fan in his left hand and a long brush in his right.

        At almost the same time, a large number of young men dressed in black and white came pouring down the aisles of the first floor, each menacingly armed with a large sword.

        Behind them, several guards carried a large man wrapped in a white cloth, the tiger idiot from earlier.

        Obviously, the gang had come to seek revenge.

        A group of drinkers, now seeing the excitement again, crowded in the stairs one by one, competing to watch.

        "Kid, were you the one who injured my brother just now?" The middle-aged man didn't look back, but his voice was very sharp and effeminate.

        "What? Do you want to avenge him?" Han Qianli faded.

        "Young man, don't you know that you shouldn't be too arrogant? Too much arrogance can sometimes end badly." The middle-aged man smiled gloomily.

        "The same applies to middle-aged people." Han Qianli smiled slightly.

        The meaning of these words couldn't have been more obvious, and the middle-aged man turned back abruptly on hearing them.

        His entire face was thin and fleshless, but it was covered in all kinds of rouge and powder, and his eyes looked as if they were about to fall out of their sockets at any moment.

        At this point, there was intense anger on his face.

        Han Giangli smiled, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, you're not a middle-aged man, but a yin-yang man."

        "Looking for death." The middle-aged man shouted angrily, his left hand fan withdrawn, and his entire body instantly attacked Han Qianli straight away.

        He was extremely fast, and when he attacked Han Qianqian, his entire body turned into a cloud of black gas.

        After the transformation stopped, the middle-aged man proudly lifted the brush in his right hand, the tip of which was dripping with blood.

        It was only then that Han 3,000 noticed that his arm had been cut open, and the blood was soaked through his clothes.

        "This time, this kid can't be mad, I didn't expect that the Tiger Idiot had found the Smiling Devil as his big brother."

        "It is said that this Smiling Devil has poisonous methods, specialises in evil arts and has a powerful golden brush and jade fan in his hand.

        "It seems that boy is inevitably doomed."

        The group of guests all shook their heads and laughed.

        At this moment, Fu Mei, Chu Tian and the others in the house rushed out, and when they saw the situation in the aisle, they became very anxious.

        "Miss Fumei, the situation is critical, hurry up and help." Chu Tian said anxiously.

        Fu Mei shook her head and said confidently, "Don't worry, he can solve it."

        What she did know was that the other side had a large number of men, and that Han 3000 was now at a disadvantage. If he rashly joined the battle, he would be the one to suffer if he lost.

        Although she was "concerned" about Han's survival, as it was a matter of her own future, how could she have a future if her life was at stake?

             Chu Tian became even more anxious, Han Qianqian had saved his life, and most importantly, Han Qianqian had just imbued himself with a lot of energy, which was naturally very dangerous if he met a strong enemy.

        "Kid, you've tasted something, haven't you?" The middle-aged man laughed gloomily.

        Seeing that his boss had won, a group of his men now followed suit and looked at Han 3,000 with disdain.

        The other party had clearly come prepared and outnumbered this time, and Han 3,000 was even more cut up, so the situation was clearly critical.

        "A bit of fun, yin-yang man." Han Three Thousand Thousand smiled slightly.

        This time, Han 3,000 took the initiative to attack, the whole man ejected and the two instantly fought.

        Faced with Han 3,000's fierce attack, the middle-aged man was surprised but sneered at the same time, because although Han 3,000 was fierce, his moves were really haphazard, and after a few easy moves in a row, he seized the opportunity to blast Han 3,000 directly.

        Just when he thought that Han Qianqian must have subconsciously dodged, instead of dodging, Han Qianqian gave way for him to attack, and at the same time prepared a punch of his own, so it was clear that he was giving up resistance and giving himself a blow before he died.

        "You really are childish." The middle-aged man sneered and condensed an attack!

        The jade fan in his hand became a sword, stabbing Han Qianqian, whose fist also swung violently at the middle-aged man.

        Two loud bangs sounded.

        The Immortal Xuan Armour on his body suddenly shook.

        The man on the other side, a middle-aged man, flew several metres backwards and was only barely able to hold his ground after smashing a large group of youngsters.

        "Han 3,000, be careful."

        Suddenly, 10,000 brushes struck in front of Han 3,000.

        "One hundred percent, empty hand, take the white blade!" Suddenly, there was an angry shout.

Chapter 1836

From the point of view of everyone present, the ten thousand brushes were almost an indiscriminate attack with no dead ends.

        No one, even with full concentration, would be able to dodge this move, because among the ten thousand brushes, there is no telling which is the real body and which is the fake body, but it is precisely because even the fake body is extremely offensive.

        The Smiling Devil specialises in evil arts, and the Golden Pen with Jade Fan is his favourite magic weapon. The Jade Fan has a strong defence and the Golden Pen attacks viciously.

        Like ten thousand raindrops!

        Han Qianqiang was in the midst of a hard round of sparring, where he didn't notice the sudden 10,000-pen attack, his brows furrowed and he hurriedly had to push his body's energy to open the Indestructible Xuan Armour to its maximum.

        "The Ten Thousand Rain Sword Pen, f*ck, the Smiling Devil's best skill."

        "I don't know how many experts in the Eight Directions World have died under this move, I heard that although the Smiling Devil's Golden Pen isn't that strong in quality, it's only a golden divine weapon at most, but because of its perverted attack that isn't affected by other divine weapons, and its hardness can have the power of a legendary divine weapon, this kid can't escape death today."

        "There's only one way to break the Ten Thousand Rain Sword Pen, and that's to be able to find its true location within it, otherwise, the slightest mistake would be the Ten Thousand Pen piercing the heart."

        "That brat is also really miserable, he has messed with the wrong people, eh."

        Han Qianqian didn't deny the words of the group of drinkers, as he really couldn't tell for a moment which was the real body.

        There were so many pen shadows that it was impossible to check. To defuse this move, Han Qianqian was afraid that he could only use the Indestructible Xuan Armour to resist it, but in his current situation, the Indestructible Xuan Armour might be at a disadvantage, and he didn't want to expose it to his family as a last resort.

        The only one was the Pan Gu Axe, it was a secret that everyone knew, but once he used the Pan Gu Axe, his identity would be exposed, and in this land of wolves, exposing his identity might lead to many troubles, but just as he was hesitating whether to use the Pan Gu Axe or not.

        A furious voice suddenly came, "One hundred percent, empty handed white blade."

        A white figure suddenly jumped directly in front of Han Qianqian, then his white gloved hands were raised above his head and his hands closed.

        The scene was suddenly incredibly quiet.

        The incredibly sharp Ten Thousand Rain Sword Pen didn't brush the brush as expected to shoot Han 3,000 out of a hole in his flesh, but instead stopped in time.

        Chu Tian crouched in a horse stance in front of Han 3,000, and in his folded hands, the tip of the Smiling Devil's brush was being held in his death grip.

        "I'll be damned, who is this ...... kid again? He ...... actually withstood the Smiling Devil's Ten Thousand Rain Sword Pen, how the f*ck is this ...... possible? Am I losing my eyesight?"

        "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, the Smiling Devil has been rampaging across the Eightfold World for more than a hundred years, no one has ever been able to directly break the attack of the Ten Thousand Rain Sword Pen by catching his true body, this kid must be lucky, must be lucky."

        A group of drinkers were simply as if they had seen a ghost, looking at the scene in front of them with incredulous faces.

        The Smiling Devil was equally horrified in his heart.

        "This ......" the tiger idiot who was being carried, this time even more fraudulently sat up on his buttocks like a corpse, because he knew better than anyone else who this kid blocking Han Qianqian was.

        Wasn't this guy the same kid he had captured? When he first slapped the boy down, when did he become so powerful!

             "Han Qianqian, you gave me something, I gave you something, you saved my life, and now, I have also saved your life, I said that I will not owe you the slightest bit." Chu Feng was also incomparably excited at this point.

        Han Qianqian looked at Chu Feng with some incredulity, even he did not expect that this brat could block this attack.

        The Smiling Demon was so shocked that he couldn't contain his anger and came straight at him with the jade fan.

        "Han Three Thousand Year, I'm sending you off." Chu Feng threw his hands and threw the golden pen to Han Qianqian.

        The Smiling Face Demon was stunned and stopped moving.

        He was trying to snatch back the golden pen, but it was obvious that Chu Feng had noticed and thrown it to Han Qianqian.

        "What the f*ck are you all staring at? Give it to me!" The Smiley Face Demon roared and attacked Han Qianqian with a sudden burst of anger!

        A group of little brothers hesitated a little, and although they were afraid, they still managed to scalp themselves, shouting furiously to give themselves courage, and rushed straight towards Chu Feng.

        With a frown on his brow, Han Qianqiang directly met them, while Chu Feng faced the Smiling Devil's younger brother.

        After a few rounds, the youngsters carrying knives were snatched away by Chu Feng with both hands, and the group of youngsters became a little fearful, and after a moment's hesitation, the few youngsters at the front hesitated a little, put away their weapons and came at Chu Feng with their fists.

        Chu Feng was instantly knocked to the ground by the group of punches.

        "One hundred percent, you can snatch the white blade with your bare hands, you can snatch the sword, are you still afraid of their fists?" Han Qianqiang's urgent message

        "You would also say, 100 per cent, empty-handed white knives ah, that f*cking has to be white knives first." Chu Feng held his hammered head in aggravation.