War God's Revenge

C534 Formless Hand



C534 Formless Hand

Let go?    

    

Hong Bowenn immediately denied this idea as it had just flashed across his mind.    

    

With the scolding and humiliation he gave Ye Tian before, if he let him go, it would be like seeing a ghost.    

    

After all, just now, when the Black and White Twins discovered that something was wrong and wanted to bring him away, they spoke and stopped him.    

    

Why would she let him go at this moment?    

    

"Brother!" "I had offended you earlier."    

    

Thinking that Ye Tian wouldn't let him off, Hong Bowenn didn't get up but directly spoke up.    

    

"I'm only here to find Mo Lin. I've completely offended you through a misunderstanding. With your skills, you're rarely seen in the entire Northern Frontier!" How about this, I'm willing to apologize. Please be magnanimous and let me go! If you do not have a job yet, I can introduce you to my Hong Family, where you can take over the position of an expert as an offering, and have glory and wealth … "    

    

"Mo Lin."    

    

Interrupting Hong Bowenn's attempts to curry favor and solicit, Ye Tian looked back at Mo Lin.    

    

"He's here!"    

    

Mo Lin heard him and immediately went forward and looked at Ye Tian in excitement.    

    

The current Ye Tian was not only the benefactor of her mouth, but also the prince in her heart.    

    

Moreover, this was the first time Ye Tian took the initiative to call his name.    

    

Mo Lin wanted to enjoy this moment of happiness.    

    

"I'll let you practice."    

    

Ye Tian knew Mo Lin's mind like the back of his hand. He smiled and pointed at Hong Bowenn.    

    

It was obvious that he wanted Young Master Hong to be Mo Lin's punching bag.    

    

"You!"    

    

He did not expect that Ye Tian would not forgive him, let alone accept his apology and recruitment, but instead let Mo Lin humiliate him.    

    

Hong Bowenn was furious. He pointed at Ye Tian and wanted to curse, but he suddenly remembered the feeling of having his soul controlled.    

    

He forcefully swallowed down the words that were on the tip of his tongue.    

    

Then, he immediately focused his gaze on the black and white, indicating for them to come and save him.    

    

Unfortunately, how could he know that the Black and White Fiends had already been completely subdued by Ye Tian's pressure?    

    

If it wasn't for the bit of dignity that remained in their hearts, they wouldn't be willing to kneel down.    

    

At this moment, they were kneeling in front of Ye Tian, begging for mercy!    

    

"Bastard, what are you two still standing there in a daze for!"    

    

Hong Bowenn almost fainted on the spot when he saw that the black and white duo turned a blind eye to his gaze.    

    

It was as if if if if the black and white pair did not make a move, he would send them to see the King of Hell.    

    

"We …"    

    

Hearing Hong Bowenn's words, the Black and White Demon both hesitated for a moment, but they still didn't move.    

    

Ye Zichen stared at Ye Tian with a pleading look and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.    

    

However, they did not even say a word.    

    

Ye Tian swept his gaze across them and a terrifying pressure instantly fell on the two of them.    

    

Plop!    

    

Plop!    

    

Unable to withstand the terrifying pressure from Ye Tian, the two men collapsed on the spot.    

    

It fell to the ground like two puddles of mud.    

    

His whole body was trembling and his eyes were emitting a golden light. How could he have the demeanor of a peak level eight martial artist?    

    

Swish!    

    

Seeing this, Hong Bowenn was shocked. His mouth was wide open in shock as he looked at Ye Tian as if he was looking at an alien.    

    

If Ye Tian had scared off the Black and White Demon at the beginning and confined Hong Bowenn, he would have thought that Ye Tian only knew some weird demonic techniques.    

    

The scene in front of his eyes made Hong Bowenn feel like the whole world had gone crazy.    

    

In his eyes, the black and white wills that were as towering as two mountains were actually paralyzed on the ground because of a single glance from this kid?    

    

This directly overturned his understanding of martial arts.    

    

It even made him wonder if what he saw was an illusion.    

    

"Bastard!" You have this day too! "    

    

It was as if he wanted to tell Hong Bowenn that everything that happened in front of him was real.    

    

Looking at the Black and White Demon Fiends paralyzed on the ground due to Ye Tian's fright, the last trace of fear in Mo Lin's heart also disappeared.    

    

In its place was boundless hatred.    

    

He had never provoked Hong Bowenn before, but this bastard wanted to take advantage of the opportunity that he had given to him to offer Bei An as a birthday present to the Old Man of the House, to take over him?    

    

He even sent people to kidnap him twice.    

    

If not for Ye Tian, he would be Hong Bowenn's groin now.    

    

Thinking of all these, Mo Lin didn't hesitate anymore and walked forward, throwing out a knife with her hand.    

    

It instantly hit Hong Bowenn's shoulder!    

    

"Ah!    

    

After being hit on the shoulder by Mo Lin's hand, Hong Bowenn immediately screamed out.    

    

Although his shoulder was not crippled, the knife had still dislocated it.    

    

The torture of the pain and humiliation made Hong Bowenn scream out loud.    

    

It was like a wild dog whose legs had been broken.    

    

"Bastard, how dare you hit me!"    

    

After the intense pain passed, Hong Bowenn, driven by his pride, tried to get up and hit Mo Lin with a backhand slap.    

    

It was as if he wanted to teach this ignorant girl a lesson.    

    

He was a dignified Young Master Hong Family, how dare this stinking bitch lay a hand on him in his own territory?    

    

Was she seeking death?    

    

"A wineskin and a rice bag!"    

    

Seeing that Hong Bowenn was like a ferocious tiger, yet weak and powerless, Hong Bowenn struck out like an old lady swatting a fly, a comical and ridiculous strike.    

    

Mo Lin coldly snorted and raised her hand to slap Hong Bowenn's face. At the same time, she grabbed Hong Bowenn's collar with her hand.    

    

"What are you doing?"    

    

He did not expect that he would be so weak when facing Mo Lin. Hong Bowenn's face immediately flushed red.    

    

He stared at Mo Lin who was holding onto the collar of his neck and shouted.    

    

"You dare touch me? Try it? My Hong Family has extinguished your Mo Family! "    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

With a tender shout, Mo Lin ignored Hong Bowenn's final threat, lifted her Mo Lin-white hand, and fiercely slapped Hong Bowenn's fat face.    

    

Pah pah pah pah pah …    

    

The little girl's hand, which was like a violent storm, slapped Hong Bowenn's face.    

    

The speed was so fast that Ye Tian, who was at the side, seemed to see a pair of invisible hands twitching on Hong Bowenn's face.    

    

"Ah!" "Stop, stop quickly...    

    

After being beaten like that by the plaything in his eyes, Hong Bowenn's fat face immediately became even fatter. Soon, it swelled up to the size of a pig.    

    

Her flushed face was covered with Mo Lin's five-fingered marks. She wanted to resist, but was powerless to do so.    

    

That stifling and unbearable feeling had directly trampled on the self-esteem of the First Young Master Hong.    

    

It crushed his pride to pieces!    

    

"Bastard!" If you dare to come and cause trouble for me again, I'll beat you into a dead dog and throw you out! "    

    

As if she was finally tired of the beating, Mo Lin only let go after slapping Hong Bowenn seventy times.    

    

As soon as he let go of Hong Bowenn's neck.    

    

Hong Bowenn laid on the ground like a dead drunk pig.    

    

On his flushed face, apart from the handprint, there was a mixture of tears and snot.    

    

He wasn't knocked out, but his broken heart and crushed pride made him look like a fool as he laid on the ground motionlessly.    

    

He, was actually played by something in his eyes. Clean it up like this?    

    

Was he still that suave and elegant young master Hong who was as elegant as a jade tree and as elegant as the wind?    

    


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