Mr. Ye looked at Su Mu's coquettish look and felt so hateful in his heart.
What are you taking off your clothes for?
It’s just a torn T-shirt, what’s the difference between taking it off and wearing it?
Are you still unable to transform like the Hulk?
If you can, take off your pants too.
Show off.
Don't look at how happy you are now, go back and kneel down for me.
The old rule is to put a keyboard under the balloon.
A trip abroad isn't enough for you, so you have to have a little climax when you come back?
Chen Sichen whispered enthusiastically on the side:
"Zongheng, hey, do you want us to take a gamble?"
A rare sneer appeared on the corner of Mo Zongheng's mouth. He nodded slowly and glanced at Yang Ding:
"Okay, I'll bet one dollar that Su Mu will lose."
Then he took out a one-yuan coin from his trouser pocket and handed it directly to Chen Sixen.
Chen Sichen smiled and reached out to take it.
Yang Ding is now riding a tiger with difficulty.
The true essence is sealed, but the physique of an ancient warrior is still there.
What Su Mu gave him was indeed a laxative.
Because his stomach was already churning.
Fortunately, he is an ancient warrior after all, and his control over body muscles has reached an abnormal level.
I dare not say that the chrysanthemum sphincter can break a steel bar, but there is no problem with a pencil.
Closing the anus is actually a skill. If you practice it to the extreme, even an electric drill will not be able to penetrate it.
Therefore, Yang Ding will not pull down his trouser pockets.
but……!
He wants to wrestle.
Once you go all out, all the strength in your body must be moved to your arms.
Even if the power of sealing the anus can be retained, it might spurt out from that damn mouth.
That picture...!
And if he doesn't work hard, he will lose.
What's the price of losing?
Get naked and get out. The most disgusting thing is that you have to swallow phlegm.
Yang Ding has a little bit of mysophobia...!
Therefore, no matter what the outcome is, he will not be able to bear it.
Win, Biao Shi.
If you lose, take off your clothes and swallow your phlegm.
How else to choose?
The person Yang Ding hates the most now is actually Ji Lengyu.
Bitch.
Su Mu was right.
This is a bitch.
Brothel bitch.
You fooled me three times tonight.
I just want to catch the duck and put it on the shelf, okay?
Yang Ding walked to stand opposite Su Mu with a dull expression, then turned to look at Ji Lengyu.
That look in his eyes was simply extremely complicated.
The rules of arm wrestling are very simple.
Su Mu and Yang Ding stood opposite each other across the table, relying solely on their physical strength to compete. They were not afraid of anyone cheating in front of everyone.
In fact, there is no way to cheat.
I have to say that Ji Lengyu came up with a very brilliant idea.
This way there is no need to see blood, no fuss, and it is highly entertaining.
But she didn't expect that it was too entertaining and ended up burning her head.
Ji Lengyu is a very scheming woman.
Before meeting that adult, Yang Ding was undoubtedly the best person to hook up with.
If she can marry Yang Ding, then Yang Ding will be the head of the Huayang Sect in the future, and she will be the head's wife.
The Yuki family and the Huayang Clan join forces, and in the future of the ancient martial arts world, she will be a queen-like existence.
It's a pity that Yang Ding's identity is nothing in front of that adult.
Thinking that his grandfather called himself an old slave in front of the young adult, Ji Lengyu's heart surged.
Even if the other person is a pig, she will feed the pig with her own body.
What's more, the other person is a handsome guy, no matter in terms of figure, appearance, or temperament, he is the only one she has ever seen in her life.
She didn't know why Yang Ding's expression became so weird after Su Mu took the elixir.
It doesn't matter at all.
Even if Yang Ding dies.
It's not important at all. What's important is that Su Mu swallowed the powdered Sanyuan Pill.
This is enough.
Even if you lose today, it doesn't matter.
No big deal, just make a comeback.
Moreover, Yang Ding took off his clothes and ran around naked when he lost, so what does it have to do with her?
It's just that she met a cruel person today.
"let's start."
Yang Ding had a gloomy face and let out a long breath.
There was actually a cruel smile on his lips.
Su Mu felt a little nervous.
What's wrong with this grandson?
Isn't he afraid?
Don't be careless. If your boat capsizes in the gutter, it won't be as simple as being embarrassed.
The two people reached out to grab each other's hands and adjusted their positions.
Ji Lengyu was giving orders from the side.
"start."
Su Mu suddenly exerted his strength.
Bang.
There was a loud noise.
Then, accompanied by a miserable howl.
There was a click from Yang Ding's arm.
His little arm was broken directly.
That’s not all.
Yang Ding's mouth suddenly spurted out a stream of blood arrows. If Su Mu hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been hit all over his face.
"You...you are so cruel!! I...!"
Yang Ding's severed hand was hanging weakly, and he covered his chest with one hand. Then he closed his eyes and passed out straight away.
Su Mu stared blankly at Yang Ding who fell to the ground and passed out:
"What the hell...!"
Su Mu dumbly took back his hand and stood up. Su Mu looked at his palm in astonishment.
Fake match!
Fake match!
I want to protest, this grandson is cheating on the match.
Peat.
My dear, I haven't exerted enough force yet.
Could it be said that Fatty helped him develop his power?
It's impossible. If the fat man wants to take action, he can't hide it from himself.
Yang Ding's hand was really broken, and his blood was really vomited.
But the faintness must be an act.
Moreover, it is definitely the kind of coma that one cannot wake up from.
Peat.
This grandson is ruthless, decisive, and shameless.
Su Mu is so smart, he immediately understood it in his head.
Yang Ding was taking revenge on Ji Lengyu.
Today's situation can be said to have been caused by Ji Lengyu.
Anyway, the purpose is to feed yourself the medicine, and the medicine has been taken, and the purpose has been achieved.
So, in order not to make a fuss, passing out to death is of course the best option.
If you lose, just lose. Losing is actually a win.
Because as long as he dies, neither Mo Zongheng nor Ye Wanqiu will end well.
How can I lose without taking off my clothes and swallowing phlegm?
Play dead.
Even if Yang Ding pretends to be dead, he can't escape the stakes in the bet.
Therefore, whoever takes the lead on the other side will naturally have to bear the bet.
The huge nightclub was as quiet as death.
Although the approach of Yang Ding and others is looked down upon by their colleagues, everyone knows that the name Yang Ding is enough to explain a lot of things.
The tripod that lifts the nine tripods.
His strength has always been the undisputed number one among the three generations of heirs of the first-class sect.
He once relied solely on his physical strength and fought to a draw with many ancient warriors.
But now...!
When Yang Ding met Su Mu, he collapsed at the first touch and lost so miserably.
Is Su Mu so strong?
Only Su Mu knew that Yang Ding was acting.
This bastard is still an actor.
The loss was so realistic.
Get up. I don't want you to run around naked. Please teach me how to act.
Su Mu thought he was a monster, but he was crushed by others in his acting skills, which aroused his strong competitiveness and sense of shame.
Everyone in the group of people on Ji Lengyu's side looked at Yang Ding who had passed out as if he had seen a ghost.
The heirs of the eight aristocratic families turned pale in an instant.
They lost the share of the special zone that their family worked hard to obtain.
And Ji Lengyu's face was also as gloomy as ink.
Ji Lengyu stared at Su Mu, turned around and left.