Chapter 448 (2/2)

”I don't refuse. I'm itching, too.”

Yu Bing's words are true. His hands are itching.

The bodyguard named Xiao Deng took off his suit and came over. Although he was Xiao Deng, he was not young at all. He was at least in his thirties.

Yu Bing felt the breath of Deng, and found that he was still an ancient warrior, but he didn't even have a basic introduction.

Yu Bing, who originally wanted to vent his anger, was not interested. He was afraid that his real little Deng would become an ice sculpture.

”Please.”

Yu Bing lazily looked at the sunglasses, and Xiao Deng replied that he didn't even pull out his hand in his pocket.

Deng snorted and approached Yu Bing step by step. All the guests were five meters away, and several attendants moved away the sofa and table.

Obviously, they both think they're going to play for a while.

Xiao Deng's aura is not stable, but when he feels that Yu Bing doesn't have any aura, he immediately feels happy. It seems that he will break some bones of the boy and go back to ask for a reward.

Yu Bing didn't know that this little Deng had begun to think about where to break his bones.

The distance between the two men had reached three meters. At this time, Deng made a straight fist to hit Yu Bing's ribs, with a faint aura on it.

Yu Bing's hand is still in his pocket, and some of the guests even doubt whether boss Pang's nephew is just a show.

But red snow and an Si have no any worry, especially red snow this wench, even sat back on the sofa.

In less than a second, his fist fell on Yu Bing's ribs. There was no sound of bone fracture in his imagination. Deng felt like he was hammering on a piece of iron without any response.

Motionless Yu Bing yawned. After feeling the Qi, the ice aura in his body naturally gathered in his ribs and greedily devoured the weak aura.

Xiao Deng felt that his aura was losing, and his face changed. When he wanted to take back his fist, a feeling even colder than the ice of ten thousand years spread from his fist to his arm.

The guests on the scene exclaimed, because they saw that Deng's fists had been wrapped by a layer of frost.

The piercing cold of the cone heart made Deng not care about the current situation. After a painful cry, he pulled his fist from Yu Bing's chest.

He stepped back three or four steps unsteadily, and Deng fell on his own young master. Yue min shivered when he met Deng. He felt that Deng's body was colder than the dead.

Yu Bing sees the frozen and twitching little Deng and sweeps the ice residue on his clothes.

”I'm sorry, I really don't want to do it. It's just my body's automatic defense.”

After making an excuse for himself, Yu Bing returned to his seat.

At this time, Yue Lushan's face turned green. He didn't know how the boy who came out of nowhere could be so strange. He even put down his bodyguard without starting.

”Great prestige”