Metropolis: Signed To Shenhao At The Beginning Of The Game

Leng Song hadn't reacted yet, and the room was full of laughter.

"Is that a beggar, hahaha!"

"Boy, are you looking for death?" The cold follower was about to strike Ye Chen with his fist.

"what!"

"That kid got beaten up, hahaha, where's the son, don't understand the rules!"

"That's it!"

But, it was the attendant who fell to the ground!

In his hand, a chicken bone is inserted in his hand!

"Linggen sealed me, but the power and soul are still the spirit king, you group of cats and dogs, dare to beat my brother!" Ye Chen muttered silently in his heart, and then wiped the bones of the man who had just been on this follower. Oily water.

"Boy, die to me!"

Lengsong's fist slammed at Ye Chen, and Ye Chen sat, not hiding.

"That kid's spiritual power is vain, it must be the pill piled up, at most it is a spiritualist."

"That's it!"

But the audience did not expect that Ye Chen grabbed Leng Song's fist with one claw, and slapped Leng Song's face with a slap with his right hand.

"Do you dare to hit me?"

"Kneel down and kowtow to Nie Qing to admit his mistake!"

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

"Slap!" Ye Chen slapped Leng Song's face even more swollen.

Several people in the room hurried out and ran away.

"Boy, do you dare to hit our people at the Holy Water Gate?" Several people wanted to come over to fight Ye Chen, but they were frightened by Ye Chen's power, just scaring him.

"Are you short of money?" Ye Chen looked at Leng Song with an extremely cold expression on his face.

"I'm not missing anymore, I'm not missing anymore!" Leng Song understood after being slapped a few times, and couldn't beat this kid!

"Am I missing?"

"Ah? How much do you want?" Leng Song looked at Ye Chen with an incredible expression!

"Not much, fifty taels of silver!"

"Here you are, here you are!" Leng Song hurriedly took out fifty taels of silver for Ye Chen.

"Kneel down, give my brother, kowtow to admit your mistakes!"

"This this…"

"How about you f*ck!" Ye Chen slammed his face with a punch, and blasted Leng Song's left teeth. Leng Song was there, vomiting blood and teeth at the same time.

"Kneel down and kowtow!" Ye Chen's cold voice was like a god of death!

"Kump, knock..." Leng Song knelt down quickly, kowtow to Nie Qing to admit his mistake.

"Nie Qing." Ye Chen said.

"Big brother, what's the matter?"

Ye Chen threw the silver to Nie Qing.

"This cold pine, I finally made a fortune, I have to eat something delicious!"

"Brother, buy him some?" Nie Qing was confused.

"How do you sell rice?"

"Fifty wen per catty." One thousand wen of copper coins on the Lingwu Continent wanted to be regarded as a tael of silver.

"Isn't it five taels of silver? You buy rice!" Ye Chen smiled.

"Okay, okay!" Nie Qing bought the rice back, a full one hundred catties of rice, a full bucket.

"Eat! Eat clean!" Ye Chen pointed to Lengsong.

"What?" His cold, relieved face changed color, one hundred catties of rice, one hundred and fifty catties!

"If you can't eat it, find your brother, up to five, and give it to me, or you will have no more than one tooth left!" Ye Chen picked up his chopsticks and ate his own meal.

"Brothers of the Holy Water Society, who will help me eat!" Leng Song was desperate, 100 catties of rice, if there are five people, one person is 20 catties, if you can eat it after a while, if you eat it alone, You have to die here!

"Lengsong, it would be shameful for you to give us holy water!" Three people came in from outside the door.

"Look, it's Zhang Wu, Chen Po, and one more?"

"Tian Shengbin!"

"These people are all spiritual masters of the 7th or 8th stage, very powerful, this kid is going to be unlucky!"

"Come and eat together?" Leng Song turned his head and looked at the three people with blood all over their faces. The original mighty and domineering, domineering and domineering, there was no more!

"Don't be ashamed there, stand up, this kid humiliates you, can't you see it?" Zhang Wu grabbed Leng Song up.

"Where am I humiliating him? It's obviously that he humiliated my brother, look at this injury!" Ye Chen pointed at Nie Qing's face, with only a little scratch on his face.

"Your brother has bad eyes and can't see it. Okay, look at Lengsong's injury!" Chen Po said, pointing to Lengsong's pig-headed face.

"He was only half of my tooth knocked out, but my brother was scratched!" Ye Chen buttoned his mouth, "Nie Qing, bring me a toothpick."

"Brother, what is a toothpick?"

"Forget, don't you guys, go find me a straw stick, this corn stuffed teeth!"

"Enough, kid, you didn't put us in your eyes, did you?" Tian Shengbin patted the table and said.

"Who said that, doesn't this provoke the feelings between me and the brothers? I came to Qingshan Sect today to invite four brothers to dinner. Come, please!" Ye Chen pointed to the 100 catties of rice and faced the four people. Smiled.

"Boy, look for a beating!" The three of them rushed towards Ye Chen, but Ye Chen didn't hide, and shook their faces in front of them. The few who beat them all vomited blood and vomited teeth.

"What's the matter with this kid?" Before Tian Shengbin finished speaking, Ye Chen kicked him directly on the head, and he flew out!

"Nie Qing, don't be idle, come out and fight a few times, vent your anger!" Ye Chen kicked the beaten half-dead in front of Nie Qing!

After a full quarter of an hour, the five people were beating like pigs, and Ye Chen pointed at the rice bucket.

"How about, elders, do you want to eat or fist?"

"Eat, eat!" Lengsong climbed up in front of the rice bucket and grabbed it to eat.

The few remaining people looked at each other and crawled over. There were exactly five people connected to Lengsong's attendant.

"Everyone, have you seen it, these few people can really eat, one person is 20 catties of rice, really hungry." Ye Chen sat on the table and looked at the few people.

"Hahaha..." The few people really couldn't help it. Usually they had hatred with these few people. Seeing them being humiliated in this way, they breathed a sigh of disgust in their hearts!

"Brothers, I, Ye Chen, I didn't have a good chance to get to know you when I first came to the outside. Today, please take a look at a few rice buckets!"

"Hahaha!" Ye Chen said, the whole scene was roaring with laughter.

"Nie Qing, you see, do you think about me, standing on the table, or do you want to lie down and eat like a pig's head?"

"Big Brother!" Nie Qing couldn't help crying when he saw Ye Chen stand for himself.

"Take your tears back!" Ye Chen yelled, shouting back the tears Nie Qing was about to come out.

"Come to Qingshan Sect, besides these pigs, who else is bullying you!" Ye Chen said.

"Brother, look..." Nie Qing lifted his clothes, and there was an unhealed wound on his stomach, obviously a new one.

"Who did it!" Ye Chen roared, and the surrounding air was quiet!

"Nie Qing, tell me who did it!" Ye Chen's voice dripped gloomily!

"Yes, yes, Ren Jiucheng!" Nie Qing said conscientiously.

"Ren Jiucheng!" In front of Ye Chen, an outside disciple was obviously shocked.

"You, come here!" Ye Chen pointed to the outer disciple, who was so frightened that he came over.

"Who is this Ren Jiucheng?"

"It's the vice meeting of the Condor Club this year!"

"What kind of cultivation!"

"Ling general, the look of the eight or nine dans!"

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