My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 15 Causing trouble and trouble

"It seems so..." The person he responded to was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his bald head that was shining brightly in the sun.

The leader just rolled his eyes at him, didn't even say a word, and went out of the crowd.

He really couldn't lose face. He was already very embarrassed. Being treated like this made him even more angry and wanted to press his face against his chest.

Seeing that they were actually preparing to leave, the man immediately said in a hurry: "I will give you twelve gold soul coins, come back quickly!"

But you can't let them leave you, otherwise who will protect you?

He is just an ordinary person, and his martial spirit is still blue silver grass. How can he beat that kid?

Don't talk about how the big one can bully the small ones. Although physical advantages exist, both sides are starting from the same point.

The nourishment that soul power brings to a soul master is unimaginable by ordinary people. Although it will not allow him to have the physique of an adult all of a sudden, using soul power and martial arts can still crush him.

The four people didn't even turn around, completely ignoring him and joking. They still felt that the comfort of their own lives was more important than these twelve gold soul coins.

They don't want to live in fear from now on because of these gold soul coins.

"Haha..." Although the people around him regretted not seeing his bruised nose and face after being beaten, they also burst out laughing when they saw his helpless look.

"Why are you laughing? Shut up, uncle!" Seeing them laughing so unintentionally, the man's face immediately became gloomy, as dark as water.

"Do you want to die? Uncle, I have a hundred ways to prevent the scandal in your family."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately shut their mouths. Although they did not smile, their eyes were full of anger.

"You know how to rely on your brother. Without him, who are you Wu Di?" Someone couldn't help but cursed.

Everyone turned around to see who was so angry.

Wu Di looked over and saw a young man in clean attire pointing at his nose and scolding him.

"You... are very courageous." What he was most angry about was that others mentioned this, which was tantamount to touching his back.

The word "you" is extended indefinitely, and finally the subsequent words are uttered meaningfully and loudly.

"What are you, you trash scum? If it weren't for your brother, how could you live such a prosperous life?" The young man's anger towards him was almost overflowing.

Although he was mocking him, there was a hint of envy in his words that made it difficult not to notice.

"Alas, this guy is still too young." Although the people around him agreed with his point of view, they secretly shook their heads at him at this moment.

Standing up and directly blaming the other party like this just made him feel relieved for a moment, but didn't he know about his revenge later?

He was so narrow-minded that he would not let him go so easily. He remembered that once, someone offended him and his family was ruined.

From then on, the title of God of Plague was attached to him. No one dared to offend him. As for an uprising, it was impossible.

"Stop being disgusting, you will rely on other people's garbage." Ye Fan snorted coldly. He had a lot of affection for this person who dared to speak out regardless of whether he was impulsive or stupid.

As he spoke, he moved his right leg back slightly, took a step forward, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment, before the people present could react, his figure suddenly shot away.

Qinglong is of the wind attribute, and when possessed by the martial spirit, the surrounding wind elements make him feel very close to him.

Old Jack felt a breeze blowing by, and then saw a black shadow flash past. When he turned his head, he saw that Ye Fan beside him was no longer where he was.

He didn't take action to stop him. He was cautious by nature, but it was impossible for him to endure being bullied to this extent.

He was not a coward, and he immediately walked over with a cane to help him.

Next to him, Tang San hurriedly stood in front of him, dumbfounded: "Grandpa Jack, just wait where you are, I'll go help Xiaoye."

He didn't dare Old Jack to go over and get involved, so he gave him instructions, groped in his pocket with his palms, and immediately took out two stones.

His movements were so subtle that even old Jack didn't understand why he was still standing where he was.

Didn't you say to help Ye Fan?Why are you still standing there motionless?He didn't notice the movements of his hands.

When Tang San felt the doubtful glances around him, he had no intention of explaining for him, but the corner of his mouth curled up into a slight smile.

There was a flash of purple in his crystal clear eyes, which was very strange. The flash of purple light passed by without stopping at all.

The sneer-like smile on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye.

His right hand vibrated, and when he raised his arm and flicked his wrist, the two stones immediately flew forward.

When he moves his fingers, if there are people here who are familiar with him, they will be surprised by how white his palms are without any calluses.

You know, although he is only six years old, he still takes care of the housework and cooking at home, and all kinds of hard work are also a heavy burden for him.

But in such an environment, it is impossible for the palms to become calloused.

As for the two people who were fighting, the merchant named Wu Di had obviously learned some kung fu, and when they fought, they were on par with him.

This made Ye Fan feel very distressed. He was not the pervert Tang San who came through time and brought his own plug-ins.

He locked the same time traveler, but he didn't have a golden finger or system.

The system had just arrived a few days ago, and it had not brought him any physical optimization.

When it comes to using martial arts and fighting skills, he is just a blank sheet of paper, with no power but no idea how to use it.

This is the most realistic portrayal of him now.

Just when the two of them had not decided the winner yet, and the people around them were watching with excitement, two stones with ill-intentioned intentions suddenly joined the battle.

Wu De’s two knees were hit with a blow that didn’t follow Wu De’s rules.

"Ah!" He instantly felt a sharp pain in his knee.

This severe pain appeared very suddenly, without any warning.

The pain instantly distorted his face. He did not wear any protective equipment such as knee pads. With his body as an ordinary person, how could he withstand the impact on such a joint position?

He suddenly shouted, and the people around him, including Ye Fan who was closest to him, did not react.

But Ye Fan is Ye Fan after all. He knew this was an opportunity. When he was staggering and about to fall, the soul power in his body was barely running, and his right hand was wrapped in green mist.

He punched his chest without any hesitation.

"Bang!" A muffled sound sounded in this place where only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Following this punch to the flesh, Wu Di screamed again, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight backwards.

(End of this chapter)