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Chapter 139 [Hurry up, kneel on the ground and call Dad] (Prince Edward Charles 11)

"Buzz!"

A strange bronze door suddenly appeared at the bottom of the lake, swallowing the two of them in an instant.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

The two fell to the ground one after another. Because of the sudden sense of weightlessness, He Xiaotian let go of Mr.'s arms that locked the door.

"You are dead, here I have regained the strength of my heyday. Therefore, I will torture you severely."

Mr. Men said viciously to He Xiaotian who was lying on the ground.

The Mount Tai with that face collapsed in front of his eyes without changing his color, and finally disappeared.

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

He Xiaotian yelled and cursed, and with the mentality of being the first to strike first, he rushed over.

Then he pressed Mr. Men, who was about to get up, under him.

"you?!"

"boom!"

An iron fist the size of a casserole hit his heart, and hit him on the nose.

"you!"

"boom!"

Before Mr. Men finished speaking, He Xiaotian punched him again.

"Come on! Aren't you awesome? Aren't you back to your heyday strength? Aren't you going to torture me?"

Every time he asked a question, He Xiaotian would muster all his strength and punch him in the face violently.

As the creator of the gate of greed and the guardian of the bronze gate.

When did Mr. Men suffer such grievances?
If it weren't for the fact that he was old and mature, and a young man came, he would have cried aloud because of his grievances.

"No, why do I still have restrictions on me?"

"boom!"

He Xiaotian consciously struck out with a heavy fist.

"?!"

"Hey, you still have restrictions, don't you? I'll let you know why the flowers are so red today."

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

After the words fell, he came with a three-combo punch.

After one set, Mr. Men was completely stunned.

Of course, He Xiaotian's fist can't kill anyone.

What a shame!

"This is not fair!"

"boom!"

"Stop, stop hitting."

"boom!"

"Can the two of us"

Before he finished speaking, a familiar fist interrupted his words again.

"boom!"

"I TM"

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Ahhh-"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

This time it was four punches, each punch hit his eye socket, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"Call me dad, call me dad and I won't beat you." He Xiaotian made a condition, don't you want to be beaten?Yes, be my son.

"Give up, I will definitely not." Mr. Men's expression was distorted, the Bronze Gate was really blind to choose you as the next gatekeeper.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Since you don't call, stop talking nonsense."

In front of the bronze gate, a burly and strong man rode on a thin man and smashed his hammer.

After half an hour.
"Bang!" "Bang!"

"The bones are quite hard, and there is no bleeding. I don't believe that no matter how hard you are, you can be as hard as my hammer!"

He Xiaotian, who was about to let out the evil fire in his heart, decided to sacrifice his own hammer.

Fortunately, he put the two hammers into the storage space before launching the hug sister kill.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two sledgehammers took turns bombarding Mr. Men's elegant and easy-going face.

after an hour
He Xiaotian was a little out of breath.

Damn, I've never seen such a thick-skinned person.

Whether it is a fist or a hammer, it has been smashed for a long time.

Except for the tears of humiliation in the bruised and swollen eyes, nothing happened.

It's not that Mr. Men didn't resist, all kinds of spiritual attacks kept hitting He Xiaotian's body.

It's just disappointing that people still feel a little annoyed at first, but then they don't care at all.

No matter how he fights back, He Xiaotian can shake his body at most, and then continue to hammer him.

"Tell me! Did you come to kill me in the first place? Why did you choose to give up killing me, but what kind of test did you give me? Don't use the old friend's reason to fool me. Although I'm just a college student, I'm not a scumbag."

Mr. Men chose to resist silently. Anyway, you can make me feel humiliated at most, and you can't really hurt me.

"Don't say it, right? Are you stubborn? Do you think I have failed to recruit Dad, don't you? A big man who thinks he is high above, fell into the hands of a small man like me, and feels humiliated, right?
I tell you, there are different kinds of humiliation.I beat you, it's nothing.What comes next is what scares you.You have restrictions in this world, at worst, I will not go to the Netherworld for the rest of my life, what can you do to me?
At best, find someone to hunt and kill me, but do you think those crooked melons and cracked dates can kill me?Honestly explain my problem and let you live!Otherwise, I'll let you taste what it means to be crippled. "

"?!"

He Xiaotian looked at the bewildered Mr. Men, and said with an evil smile: "Don't worry, I'm not a fan of this. But I can use a hammer instead. See this? Believe me, you will answer me."

As he spoke, he was about to turn Mr. Men over and take off his pants.

After all, it is to call a father, to recognize a thief as a father.

Or wait to be called?

This is a difficult question to decide.

It would be humiliating for Mr. Men to choose any one.

However, the humiliation can be mild or serious, with advantages and disadvantages.

Calling Dad is at best a verbal advantage, and the actual damage is all in the spirit.

And ... is a double blow to the body and spirit.

Besides, there are only him and He Xiaotian in the space.

Even if it is called, who knows?

Besides, if this matter is told, no one will believe it.

Who can think that a high-ranking king will submit to a poor man?
So Mr. Men, in comparison, chose a lighter one - called Dad.

Well, he successfully hypnotized himself.

"You win, I say!"

"Changed, you have to call me Dad first."

"Don't push yourself too far."

He Xiaotian is too lazy to listen to his nonsense, if you don't call me dad, I will make you disabled!
As for evil or not?

His grandma's, let's talk about it after venting.

Niubi, you continue to compare with Lao Tzu.

Little people, there will be a day when you lower your head.

"dad."

A faint voice entered He Xiaotian's ears.

"I didn't hear what you said, speak up."

"."

silence.

Mr. Men's robe was lifted up.

"Dad! Dad! Are you satisfied?"

"Hey, good boy."

Cool.

A sense of comfort from head to toe filled He Xiaotian's heart with joy.

Huayang Road bullied me and suppressed me with arrogance.

Now, don't you still kneel on the ground and call my dad?
Thinking of this, He Xiaotian suddenly realized that Mr. Men lying on the ground and calling his father was a bit of a fly in the ointment.

"Kneel on the ground and call me daddy!!"

"???"

Shameless, vile, nasty, bastard.

All kinds of vulgar words popped up in Mr. Men's mind one by one.

"Although I can't read minds, I know you must be scolding me in your heart. Give you three seconds, don't kneel on the ground and call my dad, I will use a hammer to replace you"

"?!"

"One, two, three, I, Zheng Peng, like your toughness." After the words fell, He Xiaotian stretched out his sinful hand.

"Wait, wait. Why are you pressing on me, making me kneel on the ground?" Mr. Men wanted to cry without tears. After living for so many years, he had never seen such a despicable and shameless bastard.

When I was on Huayang Road, why didn't I see it?
And why did Bronze Gate fall in love with him?

Thinking of this, Mr. Men cried.

For the sake of appetite, he is now so humiliated.

He really doesn't want to live anymore.

But before he died, Mr. Men had to meet He Xiaotian's request and knelt on the ground and called his father.

Because, although He Xiaotian is strong, it is a pity that he does not have the ability to kill him.

Especially in the unknown space of the bronze door.

When he returns to the Netherworld, he must take revenge on the Gluttonous King!

Without the temptation of his king's banquet, how could I meet He Xiaotian, a despicable and shameless reckless man?

Not only for him, but also for him to taste what it's like to kneel on the ground and call daddy.

　By the way, it may be sent around 12 o'clock tomorrow, or around 1 o'clock in the afternoon.Because I don’t see many subscriptions in the morning, let’s transfer it to the afternoon for you to be more intensive.Five more tomorrow.Well, five watches, isn't that interesting?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)