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!

might just be 0.00001%,

knowing if he’s alive, and

eyes were filled with fear, all bowing their heads, pretending not to

asking you,

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

hard, hard!" the yellow-haired punk wailed while shouting

my fists are equivalent

"Yes, yes, yes!"

yellow-haired punk didn’t dare hesitate,

to say your fists can be tougher than

begging tearfully: "Of course it’s your fists that are hard,

out? My

clearly, begging Grandpa for

you before, if you didn’t roll quickly, you’d be in a miserable state; why didn’t you believe it? Not listening to Grandpa’s words, the loss is right

How could he believe!

was bereft of tears, he had been on the streets for quite a few years, the toughest guy he met before

man in front of him wasn’t someone he

the bank card at your face, begging... begging for your forgiveness, begging you

stood kneeling and faced Liu

"..."

employees and customers, making

a sigh, the previously arrogant, domineering yellow-haired

The shock was...

man wasn’t "mentally challenged," but

made more than a dozen desperate outlaws afraid to launch a sneak attack, all turned

bang

punk kowtowed fiercely, and after ten loud knocks, his forehead was already

to Ye Huan, ingratiatingly smiled and said: "Gran...Grandpa, look, I have kowtowed ten times to Grandma, also called twice, Grandma, are you... are you going

Huan looked troubled, said: "Little Huang, you all forced me to act, how can the

conditions you have, just say them!"

this batch of goods from

hands vigorously: "We don’t

can you not want it, wouldn’t this make it

chest, "I’m just seeing the new store

smile: "Then...who asked you to come and buy

brother, Golden

the yellow-haired punk hurriedly covered his mouth, showing

escape Ye Huan’s "clutches," he let slip his big

is Golden Saber?"

people on the streets, this...this can’t

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255