The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Seeking Forgiveness from the Elders!

The yellow-haired punk had pulled his head out of the "wall" by now.

His entire right face was swollen and unrecognizable, making his features look twisted, and he resembled a walking demon!

"Kid, go to hell!!!"

His dagger was aimed straight at Ye Huan’s head.

The minions’ faces turned extraordinarily animated.

A sturdy body doesn’t mean a head can withstand a dagger’s attack, otherwise, would that still be human?!

As long as the kid can’t react in time...

Can’t react in time...

They chanted inwardly, but what happened next made them lose all "hope"...

The blade was just a millimeter away from Ye Huan when...

In merely one millisecond, Ye Huan dashed sideways several steps.

At the moment of dodging the stab, his big hand swung vigorously in the air.

A slap landed on the yellow-haired punk’s face!

"Smack!!!"

Another loud sound, the yellow-haired punk crashed into the right pillar, his left face swelling now too.

This time, he quickly pulled his head out.

But before attacking, he was frightened to the ground by the approaching Ye Huan.

"How about it, do you think my fists are hard enough?" Ye Huan bent down, smiling warmly.

The yellow-haired punk’s eyes darted evasively, and he did not respond.

He glanced behind Ye Huan, blinking continuously to signal the minions to ambush Ye Huan.

But the minions weren’t foolish either; they were scared of dying.

Someone who can shatter a dagger with his body, punch someone thirty meters away, smash through bulletproof tempered glass, and dodge lethal attacks at the last second—how could such a person be dealt with through a sneak attack!

be 0.00001%, and this is based on imagination; realistically, the chance

they failed, the brother whom he punched not knowing if he’s alive, and the current state of the yellow-haired punk, would be their

eyes were filled with fear, all bowing their heads,

you, are you

from his mouth, suddenly stabbing it into a bloody hole on the yellow-haired punk’s face: "Are

the yellow-haired punk wailed

my fists are equivalent

"Yes, yes, yes!"

yellow-haired punk didn’t dare

were you so arrogant in front of me earlier? You mean to say your fists can be

panic, begging tearfully: "Of course it’s your fists that are hard, Grandpa. We can talk it out, we can talk it

can talk it out? My wife told you to scram before, why didn’t you

clearly, begging Grandpa for forgiveness!"

"Look at you, I told you before, if you didn’t roll quickly, you’d be in a

How could he believe!

been on the streets for quite a few years, the toughest guy he met before

front of

bank card at your face, begging... begging for your forgiveness, begging you two elders to

stood kneeling and faced

"..."

store’s employees

the previously arrogant, domineering yellow-haired punk, is now kneeling and

The shock was...

"mentally challenged,"

more than a dozen desperate outlaws afraid to launch a

bang bang" of kowtowing

ten loud knocks, his forehead was already bloody, mingling with

have kowtowed ten times to Grandma, also called twice, Grandma, are you...

forced me to act, how can the conditions for letting you go be the

conditions you have, just say

this batch of goods

hesitate, waved his hands vigorously:

can you not want it, wouldn’t this make it seem like our store

such things!" The yellow-haired punk said firmly, patting his chest, "I’m just seeing the new store as festive and wanting to support Meiying skincare products development, nothing but spreading some

Huan wore a playful smile: "Then...who asked you to come

big brother, Golden

hurriedly covered

eager to escape Ye Huan’s "clutches," he let slip

is Golden Saber?" Ye

are rules among us people on the streets, this...this can’t be

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