Chapter 8: The son does not teach, the father's fault!
Chapter 8: If the son doesn’t teach, it’s the father’s fault!
I finished coding at 6:30, but the internet was disconnected, which made me really angry.
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After Nangong Qiao showed off his fame, he stood still with a smile on his face, waiting for the other party to crawl over obediently, making various coquettish gestures to please him and seduce him. This is the usual trick of women, isn't it?
However, this time he found that he was wrong, and how wrong he was!
Snap!
The loud slap resounded through every corner of the box, and the lingering sound lingered.
Nangong Qiao's neck was bent at 90 degrees, her neck bones were shattered, her teeth were knocked out of her mouth and bounced to the ground. Half of her face was swollen and turned red and purple.
The two bodyguards behind Nangong Qiao had dull faces and had forgotten to protect him. Even Nangong Qiao himself had his eyes wide open, his face full of shock and confusion.
Confused!
He stared blankly at Ran who appeared in front of him like a ghost, without any anxiety, as if he was looking at an irritable monkey, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
This is by no means an act.
The two bodyguards' hearts sank little by little.
Nangong Qiao laughed angrily and said, "Kill me? You country bumpkin! Keep your eyes open and see who I am. If you dare to lay a finger on me, I will..."
The nonsense stopped suddenly, his throat was pinched by a delicate hand, and his whole body was lifted up. He struggled hard, but found that he could not escape from the girl's hands. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked, but he was quickly
Filled with anger, strength is nothing to him. Why don't the two powerful people around him still have to obey his orders?
Click!
Ye Zhu tightened his palms and twisted Nangong Qiao's throat. The second generation ancestor died instantly before he even had time to scream. His pupils were so wide that he never dreamed that Ye Chen and others would actually dare to kill him!
Ye Zhu was not polite to Nangong Qiao, who had a low IQ. He quickly mobilized his energy and wrapped his body. Soon, the life energy in his body was sucked out, and a ray of white light appeared, covering his body.
The skinny corpse was shrouded in it, and with a flash of light, the corpse was consumed by fly ash, leaving no trace.
When the two bodyguards saw Nangong Qiao being killed instantly and his body destroyed, they couldn't help but shrink their eyes and looked at Ye Zhu in front of them in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I will never tell the truth, please, please...
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Ye Zhu has no mercy. She knows that if she lets these people leave, there will be endless revenge. Although she is not afraid, it is not comfortable to be surrounded by flies all the time.
Once you offend someone, you will be offended until death!
This is Ye Chen's behavior. He will never let anyone who has resentment towards him leave peacefully.
"Run!"
"No--"
Knowing that begging for mercy was useless, the two bodyguards pointed at the window behind Ye Zhu, and then they ran away regardless of whether she had fallen into the trap or not, trying to rush out of the box and inform the people outside that they would be safe by then.
However, the door that was within reach was so far away at this moment that when he was about to grasp the doorknob, his head was blown open.
Two people, killed!
Ye Zhu often hunts and dissects zombies. He has long been accustomed to the bloody scene in front of him. He just frowned slightly and summoned his strength to swallow the life energy of the two corpses and purify the corpses into fly ash.
"It's a miracle that this person can survive to this day." Bai Long sighed, being defeated by Nangong Qiao's IQ.
Zhuge Fan smiled and said nothing.
If you want to expect a person who has been cheered by beauties wherever he goes, who has been beaten into a pig-headed brother by his father, who has never suffered any setbacks, it is unrealistic to think how advanced he is, even if he
Sometimes I reflect and realize a little bit. With the comfort of my father's doting, I also put that reflection behind me.
This point is very different from other second-generation ancestors. Most wealthy young men are somewhat scheming, just like Guo Feng.
After cleaning up the trouble, the group continued to enjoy their meal without letting others' mistakes affect their mood.
Not long after, the box door was pushed open, and a man with a tall figure walked in. He was wearing a suit with animal skin and soft armor on the inside. His behavior had the unique charm of a successful man. This is not a temperament that can be cultivated in a short time.
, he saw Ye Chen and others at the dinner table. He was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Everyone, I wonder where Nangong Qiao is. I have something to do with him."
"Let's go." Bai Long said casually, and immediately competed with Yue Heng for a piece of roast meat in front of him.
The man in the suit frowned slightly, but covered it with a smile. He didn't say much. When he turned around, he quietly looked around the room and found that Nangong Qiao was not there. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Soon, the man in a suit came to the hotel lobby and told a girl: "Go and inform the Nangong Guild that their young master is missing here."
The girl nodded in agreement, turned and left.
The man in the suit looked back and frowned, "With Xiaomei's courage, she doesn't dare to deceive me, and other people have also seen Nangong Qiao, that playboy, so it should be true."
After the man in the suit left, Ye Chen sped up his eating speed and finished quickly, saying: "Let's go!" Bai Long stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and asked in surprise: "So fast?"
"The father of this second generation ancestor will probably send someone over soon." Ye Chen said casually: "How about I leave first and you come to the throne?"
Bai Long rolled his eyes, and then asked curiously: "How do you know? Wasn't it silenced?"
"That supervisor must have gone to report the matter." Ye Chen said casually.
Bai Long was stunned and said: "That person is the supervisor?"
Ye Chen glanced at him and said, "He has a supervisor card on his chest."
Bailong was dumbfounded. How could he have noticed so much? He smiled bitterly. Then, the group packed up their things, quickly paid for some condiments, and left the hotel.
"Tell me, how long does it take to reach the ruins?" Bailong asked curiously as he walked.
"About a few days." Ye Chen said casually.
Bailong curled his lips, "If you say it, you haven't said it yet."
At this moment, I suddenly remembered a commotion, with many voices shouting to get out of the way. Some Sanren who didn't know why wanted to get angry, but when they saw the medals on the chests of these people, they forcibly endured it.