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Looking at the terrified Ye Tong, Wen Zheng could not bear to see this. However, for his own purposes, he had to sacrifice Ye Tong. ”Demons, it's your fault that you gave birth to the wrong city and did something wrong!” After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he grabbed at Ye Tong's head.
”No!” Ye Wen laughed coldly seeing the shock. He no longer cared about Hao Chun and flew up. However, he was still a step too late. Wen Zheng's palm had already landed on Ye Tong's head.
A golden light shot out from the top of Ye Tong's head. When Wen Zheng took his hand away, Ye Tong was paralyzed on the ground. Right now, he was not using the Soulsearch Hand, but a battle skill that could dissolve the power of others. ”Just now, Wen Zheng destroyed all of Ye Tong's skills. The current Ye Tong is a legendary cripple …” I'll kill you! ” Ye Li shouted and was about to charge forward, but he was stopped by Ye Mo's sneer.
”Such a ruthless method!” I admire you. Tomorrow, my men will do the same to you! ” Ye Wen sneered coldly, turned around and pulled Ye Li away. Two Ye Cheng's men quickly ran over from the audience and carried Ye Tong off the stage.
”I'll wait!” When Ye Mo got off the stage and walked far away, Wen Zheng finally spoke. Ye Mo just stood there and didn't look back. After a while, he kept walking.
Within his sleeves, his hands were tightly clenched as his nails dug into his flesh. In all these years, there had never been a person who dared to provoke him like this, and today, in front of so many people, he was fiercely provoked. He felt that everyone was staring at him with eyes full of ridicule. Even though he didn't see everyone's gazes.
”Brother Zheng, weren't you a bit too much just now?” On the way back, Zhu Xing'er hugged Xiao Song and asked him. For some reason, Xiao Song now liked following Zhu Xing'er, sleeping in his arms.
Seeing Xiao Song buried right in front of Zhu Xing'er's towering chest, Wen Zheng stared fixedly at him, saying rather sourly, ”This beast deserves to die!”
Zhu Xing'er felt that what he had just said was completely inappropriate. Looking at his face, she saw that he was staring at her chest with a pair of fiery eyes, drooling profusely. She couldn't help but blush as she pinched the fattest piece of flesh on Wen Zheng's waist, and Wen Zheng recovered from his pain and laughed awkwardly twice before Zhu Xing'er snorted coldly and turned to leave.
”Hey, Xing'er, wait for me!” Wen Zheng shouted loudly, chasing after Zhu Xing'er.
”You pervert, didn't I harm me by waiting for you?” Zhu Xing'er answered from the front.
”You'll be mine sooner or later, what's wrong with me inspecting the goods in advance …”
”Hehe, shameless...”