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Ye Luo was silent and speechless, how could you still be afraid of you?
While Ye Luo was speaking, a figure frame fell in front of Ye Luo with a bang.At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he was slightly thinner due to lack of nutrition, his face was pale and blue, and he was wearing coarse cloth and ragged clothes. He was holding his head, blood was streaming down his forehead, and he kept saying "I'm sorry, sorry."

Ye Luo looked up and saw,
On the second floor of this ancient restaurant, there stood a well-dressed man, wearing a brown silk gown, wearing a ring of pearls and jade around his waist, holding a folding fan, and a man in a coarse cloth jacket on the side of the street. Formed a stark contrast. At the age of less than 30, although he is young, he has a beer belly.

"Come on, come down here, catch that bastard and beat him to death! It doesn't matter whether he lives or lives! Our Wang family has a lot of money, it's just about money, beat him!"

The man surnamed Wang held his toes high and pointed at the young man who fell from the second floor, as if he wanted to kill someone, as if the young man in front of him was not a person, but just a domestic animal, allowing his master to beat and kill him.

"Yes!"

After hearing the order from the man surnamed Wang, his servants showed a sinister smile on their faces. They came down from the second floor to the first floor in small groups, holding sticks and pointing at the young man in front of Ye Luo, saying: "Hit!"

Ye Luo frowned. He claimed that he was not a good person, but the reason why he was not a good person was because he was not capable of being a good person. Now that he has such a strong ability, why can't he be happy to help others and uphold justice?

He stopped the boy who had broken his head with one hand, raised his hand to the boy in front of him, and said with a smile: "I don't know how this child offended you, the young master of the Wang family. If possible, I suggest you be merciful and merciful. After all, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and harmony is the most important thing."

"Hey, a cultural person!" A young man came out, less than 1.7 meters tall, standing in front of Ye Luo, who was 1.8 meters tall, and his head was obviously lowered. He walked like a crab, holding a short stick in his hand , The short staff kept beating on his own palm, and made an extremely arrogant look, ran rampant in front of Ye Luo, and said to Ye Luo:
"The little brother in front of you is called Chunsheng. He owed our young master [-] big money for burying his father, and now he owes [-] big money for his profit. If you can afford this money, Maybe our young master will spare the life of Chunsheng's little brother."

"Chunsheng?" Ye Luo frowned. Isn't that a tricky name?Is his father's name Tsingtao, "Tsingtao pure draft beer!"

After saying that, he spread his hands and pretended to be helpless to Ye Luo: "We in the Wang family don't want to hurt anyone, but these idiots don't pay back the money they owe. If they don't show their strength with their swords, it will appear that our Wang family are all weak and weak. Bullying, right?"

He stood there, his legs were shaking constantly, and he looked very ruffian.

"Three thousand big bucks?" Ye Luo frowned slightly. Based on his experience of visiting the market just now, the money here is very valuable. For example, the buns he just ate, three buns are worth a big buck.Using the exchange rate of the main world, we probably owe about 9000 yuan.

However, killing a human life for 9000 yuan is indeed a despicable life, right?
Ye Luo couldn't help but ask: "I want to ask, how long has this little brother owed you money, and the interest rate has increased tenfold?"

"Hey!" The young master of the Wang family standing on the second floor said, "So what if we only owe one month? Is the money owed by our Wang family to these bastards? If you have the ability to redeem people with money, don't fucking talk nonsense If you can’t get the money, just leave it to your Young Master Wang, and be careful that this Young Master beats you too!”

Ye Luo frowned, no matter which world it is, there are really many bad guys.

He whispered to Shui Li: "My dear girl, if there is a fight later, you should protect the little brother next to you."

Hearing Ye Luo's words, Shui Li pulled Chun Sheng to his side, patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, Daddy, I will protect him well."

Ye Luo felt relieved, if he really had no eyesight in the fight, and could protect himself with his own ability, it would be more difficult to protect Chunsheng.

Although Shui Li looks only seven or eight years old, Ye Luo can easily crush Ye Luo with her strange strength. She can crush Ye Luo's hand bones with a light grip, and fly Ye Luo away with a flick of her arm. Going out is really beyond what an ordinary little girl can describe.

Shui Li pulled Chun Sheng to his side, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, you have sister to protect you, so you don't have to be afraid of anything."

Ye Luo frowned and said to the young master of the Wang family on the second floor of the hotel: "In broad daylight and the world is bright, you borrow usury without authorization. Isn't it unjust? Isn't there no king's law?"

"Tianli? Wangfa?" The young master of the Wang family widened his eyes and exaggerated in an inconceivable tone, "Speaking of the principles of heaven and the law of the king in front of your young master Wang? Boys, hit me! Give me all these three bastards Kill them all, and get upset when you see them."

"Yes," seven or eight servants received the order, with gloomy smiles on their faces, and surrounded the three of Ye Luo.

"What the hell," Ye Luo cursed inwardly, he felt like he had a trouble-making physique, and originally he only wanted to be a student, so why did these shits keep getting tangled up one after another?
Complaining in her heart, Ye Luo faced the two people in front of her with two feet.Ye Luo only used [-]% of his strength for these two kicks. His current strength is much stronger than ordinary people. If Ye Luo kicked them with [-]% of his strength, he could kick their chests and guts in minutes. Rotten to death.

"thump!"

With a response, the two of them flew three or four meters away like kites that were out of line.

"Hehe, so it's Lian Jiazi? Why are you so rampant?"

The steward who was about 1.7 meters away pushed everyone away, walked in himself, and said to Ye Luo with a sullen look on his face, "Boy, are you arrogant?"

Without any warning, the steward swung his stick directly at Ye Luo's forehead. He used all his strength to swing the stick. If it fell on the head of an ordinary person, his skull would be broken. It's all about providence.

Ye Luo's eyes turned cold, and what he got for being merciful was this ruthless killer in charge!Sure enough, good people can't do it!
Thinking of this, Ye Luo's hands were lucky, the qi in his body was constantly converging between his fists, rivers and rivers converged, Ye Luo knew the power of this punch, it was enough to push several tons of doors and hit people, Basically that person is dead!
Ye Luo is also determined to kill her!

In the final analysis, in Ye Luo's heart, he still regards this world as an illusion, an illusory world, and the slightest kindness in Ye Luo's heart has long since been provoked by the young master of the Wang family.

One punch!

The wooden stick in the steward's hand was broken into two pieces, and the wood dregs flew in the air. The steward's right shoulder received a deep punch. In an instant, half of the steward's body was blown up as if by explosives, and the blood sprayed , disappeared without a trace, leaving only a bloodstain and some broken bones.

Steward, die!

Ye Luo said coldly to the servants surrounding him: "Get out of here, or we will all die!"

His cold language was like a whirlwind on the ice field in winter. No one dared to look at Ye Luo. Even the young master of the Wang family on the second floor disappeared without a trace. Parents were not born well, and only gave them two legs. If they had four legs, wouldn't they be able to run faster?
The splashed blood also splashed Ye Luo's face, making his original green image a little withdrawn, he smiled sweetly at Shui Li, and said, "My dear daughter, let's go find your mother, me and your mother There's something to say."