"Brother, since this pretty boy wants to die so much, then we will help him." The man looked at the thin young man up and down with a look of disdain.
"He's just a sick man, what's the point of talking nonsense! He can block my punch, but it's because the ancestral graves are smoking."
The three old men walking over stopped and turned to look at the thin young man behind them. Their Adam's apple rolled up and down, and there was a look of fear on their faces, as if something terrible had happened.
"Master." An old man bravely spoke: "These stinky fish and rotten shrimps are not worthy of your own hands. My subordinates will take care of it for you."
As soon as the words fell, an old man had already rushed in front of the person who had just spoken. His dark, speckled, dead bark-like hands pinched his neck tightly.
"Let... let go..." The man stared in horror. He didn't realize how this man appeared in front of him.
As the hand continued to tighten, he could clearly feel that the air in his lungs was decreasing, and his mind was feeling dizzy.
Grabbing the old man's hand, he tried to pry it open, but in vain.
"Dare to insult the young master with words, you really deserve to die."
The old man punched the man in the stomach, loosened his grip on his neck, grabbed his face with the loosened hand, pressed hard, and pulled out his tongue.
The man who just spoke stared at the old man with a horrified look on his face, shaking his head in fear, his eyes full of pleading.
Feng Long and others wanted Wei to come up, but the remaining two old men stopped them directly.
"ah!"
Following a sharp and piercing scream, many people looked at this place, wondering what happened.
But what they saw was nothingness. When the thin young man came over, a formation had been set up here.
"Woo, woo, woo..." The man was thrown to the ground by the old man, whimpering with his mouth open, and blood continued to drip down.
Feng Long looked at the bright red tongue in the old man's hand, and his fists clenched.
"Don't go too far!"
Feng Long bullied his chest and stared at them with red eyes as he ruined their people in front of them.
"Not convinced?" The thin young man stared at Feng Long, eager to try: "Okay, I'll give you a chance. As long as you can defeat me, I will return you an intact person and let you do whatever you want!"
As soon as the thin young man finished speaking, one of the old men grabbed his shoulders and shook his head in disapproval.
"Brother, fuck him! Let me go! His grandma's legs are just a few old guys, can we still be afraid of them?"
"Let me go and see if I don't beat him to pieces! What kind of big-tailed wolf is he pretending to be here?"
"Boy, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant! Let your Grandpa Niu teach you how to behave today!"
...
As the brothers behind Feng Long yelled and cursed, Chen Feng stared at the thin young man next to him with a strange expression.
Why does he think that the harder they scold him, the more excited his aunt will be?
"Shut up, everyone!" Feng Long shouted angrily: "No one is allowed to go!"