“You, you, you...”

Yu Wenhao listened to the comments of the onlookers, and his face suddenly became as gloomy as water, and became more and more ugly.

When he suddenly raised his head, stared at Wang Yan with great resentment, and said, “Boy, you are very good!”If you dare to humiliate me Yu Wenhao, I will surely put you to death and crush your corpses."

With that, he glanced at the fire next to the king’s silence: “And you, you bitch.”You join forces to humiliate me until I kill this boy.Be sure to clean you up and let 10,000 soldiers insult you.”

“A lot of words!”

Yu Wenhao's words were not finished, and Wang Wu had already sneered and kicked his feet on him.

Yu Wenhao was once again kicked out, squirting a mouthful of blood, and his face was white.

At this time, Wang Yan was slow to say, “What a fool.”Don’t you know that your little life is in the hands of the old man?Dare to scream?Believe it or not, the old man will kill you now."

“Boy, what do you care about?I am the son of the Lord of Kunding City, and I am the young lord of the city here.Do you dare to kill me?Do you not want to die?”

Yu Wen Hao vomited blood, his eyes were even more fierce, and he stared at the king's silence, and said with anger: "Now, you get down on your knees and ask for forgiveness, I Yu Wenhao can still give you a pleasure."

"Cut up, the young master seems to have been in the greenhouse for too long."

Seeing this scene, the fire suddenly giggled coquettishly and smiled, and looked at Wang Yan as if she had looked at it: "Dude Wang, it seems that you don't start a little hard."This greenhouse flower will not understand his situation at this moment."

When Wang Lian heard this, he could not help but glance at the fire without a word.

This little goblin, afraid that things are not big enough, still here to add chaos to themselves.

But what about the Son of the Lord?

Dare to provoke my king's silence, I will certainly beat your parents will not recognize you.

I saw Wang Lian's right hand wave, a powerful real yuan, and Yu Wenhao was caught in the air.

Then his right hand waved again, and Yu Wen Hao flew quickly to the king's silence.

Wang Lian waved his left hand, and choked Yu Wenhao's neck, lifted him up, and vacated his feet.

“Uh uh uh . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Yu Wenhao's face, suddenly holding iron blue, full of pain, desperately struggling.

But how does his power compare to the king’s silence?

Beneath Wang’s left hand, he was like a chicken, and he was carried up.Resistance, in any case, is useless.

“The bastard!I want you to die, I want you to die... If you dare to do this to me, my father will surely kill you.This city is full of my father's eyes, he must know this.He’ll be here soon, and you’re ready to die.”

He did his best, screaming.

“What you are saying is a reminder to me.It seems that I must kill your father before he comes.”

But Wang Lian did not care about Yu Wenhao's words at all, but the evil laughed.

With his right hand, he slapped him hard on Yu Wenhao’s face.

Wang Lian's slap was obviously not light, Yu Wenhao's left face, suddenly swollen high.

But this is just the beginning.

Wang Lian's slap fell, Yu Wen Hao suddenly screamed, just to be roaring a few words.Wang Wen did not wait for him to open his mouth, and then slapped him again, and he slapped him hard.

One slap after slap, for a moment, Yu Wen Hao's handsome face was swollen like a pig's head.

Yu Wenhao's mouth also turned into a sausage mouth.

“This slap is to make you lower your mind.What was the first day of the city?Oh, the so-called Kunding city first day, this strength?"

"This slap is to let you grow a lesson, and later wipe your dog's eye bright spot."Some of you will never be able to do it!”

“This slap is to keep your mouth clean.Dare to talk to the old man like this, dare to humiliate my sister like this.If it were not for the kindness of the old man, you would not have killed a hundred lives."

...

Wang Yanang slapped Yu Wen Hao while slapped, and sneered at him.

The people on the road, all looked at it.

In front of him, this thin young man dared to do this to the son of the city lord, this, this, this is really shocking to them.

"Don't, don't fight, please, don't hit again, I obeyed, I know I'm wrong..."

Yu Wenhao, after all, was flesh and blood, and under the ravages of the king's silence, he soon lowered his noble head.

I saw his hard-working open and swollen sausage mouth, snot on his face, tears, and begged bitterly: "The little man is a goddamn genius, the little man is in front of your grandfather, even a dog is not as good as a dog."The little man really knew it was wrong, Grandpa, and you would spare me.If you fight again, the little man will really die.”

“Do you finally understand your situation?It's not in vain that your grandfather taught you so hard."

Wang Lianxiang patted Yu Wenhao's swollen face into a pig's head: "In fact, your grandfather and I, hit you for so long, the hand has already hurt."Your grandfather and I have never seen anyone of your skin to such a degree.The hand hurts.”

"Yes, yes, yes, the skin of the little man's face is thicker than the walls of this city of Kunding."He hurt his grandfather’s hand, the little man is guilty, the little man is damned.”

Yu Wen Hao laughed even.

At this moment, where is the appearance of the young master?Completely, a pug dog will only wobble and beg for mercy.

"Well, I love that, Grandpa."

The king couldn’t help but laugh.

I can’t believe this is so skillful.

Since Yu Wenhao bowed his head and was miserable enough by his own teaching, Wang Lian also released his left hand and let it fall directly to the ground.

Of course, he wouldn’t really kill Yu Wenhao.

After all, he was also the son of the Lord of Kunding City.

Kill him, and his father will surely chase himself wildly.

However, death is absoluben.

Gambling must be fulfilled.

I saw Wang Lian patting the dust in his hand, scornfully glanced at Yu Wenhao lying on the ground, and slowly said, “Grandson, your grandfather’s 300 pieces of Chinese espresso, should you take it out?”

Yu Wen Hao stood still and immediately nodded his head: "Yes, yes, yes, Grandpa did not say, the grandson almost forgot."That’s for you, and the grandkids, that’s the promise.”

When Yu Wenhao said this, he had taken out a large number of Chinese basalt stones from the storage ring and piled them in front of him.

Wang Lianwen swept a little with his mental strength, and it was indeed exactly three hundred pieces of basalt.

Not long ago, Wang Lian just spent almost all the basalt at the Kunding auction house, this Yu Wenhao since the initiative to send to the door, Wang Leng will certainly not be polite.

When he saw that he waved his big hand, he put all the three hundred pieces of basil into the storage ring.