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!

of a sneak attack might just be 0.00001%, and this is

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

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

asking you, are

took a toothpick from his mouth, suddenly stabbing it into a bloody hole on the

the yellow-haired punk

my fists are equivalent to reason, aren’t

"Yes, yes, yes!"

yellow-haired punk didn’t

front of me earlier? You mean to say your fists can be tougher than mine?" Ye

with panic, begging tearfully: "Of course it’s your fists that are hard, Grandpa.

out? My wife told you

was brainless, didn’t see the situation clearly,

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

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 could only take on three people; how could he know someone as ferocious as this

man in front of him wasn’t someone he

have disobeyed your orders, shouldn’t have thrown the bank card at your face, begging... begging

yellow-haired punk gritted his teeth, stood kneeling and faced Liu

"..."

behavior shocked the store’s employees

sigh, the previously arrogant, domineering yellow-haired punk, is

The shock was...

man wasn’t "mentally challenged," but

a dozen desperate outlaws afraid to launch a sneak

continuous "bang bang bang"

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

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

Huang, you all forced me to act, how can

conditions you have, just say them!"

handle this

yellow-haired punk didn’t hesitate, waved his hands vigorously: "We don’t want it, we don’t

don’t want it? But you paid, how can you not want it,

The yellow-haired punk said firmly, patting his chest, "I’m just seeing

asked you to

brother, Golden

said this, the yellow-haired punk hurriedly covered his mouth, showing a tearful and helpless

"clutches," he let slip his big brother’s name uncontrollably, what

Golden Saber?"

are rules among us people on the streets,

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