The fifth floor of Tianyuan Pavilion is quiet, and even the sound of breathing is deliberately lowered. Everyone here is here to come and watch the fun. Before that, who would believe that the Ming family, one of the three overlords and two major families of Qingyan City, would bow their heads?

That's right, no one believed it, and even Chengshan didn't believe it. The reason why he bet with Zhao Yu was that he thought that he had his city lord uncle behind him. If Zhao Yu lost, this fifth-grade Yunyun Pill would definitely belong to him Chengshan. No one could take it away. Even if there was only one, it would be the same.

However, now, he wanted to slap himself.

If possible, these people would have run away long ago.

It’s a bit lively, you can join in because the more you make a lot more lively.

But it's a bit lively and can't be watched, because... it will kill people.

Now, not everyone can watch the lively atmosphere on the fifth floor of Tianyuan Pavilion.

A person who even had to bow his head, and even the head of the Ming family rushed over to apologize in person, was not something they could imagine how terrifying the background behind him was.

No matter how dandy or arrogant everyone here is, the highest strength they come into contact with is just a first-class force.

Although the Ming family is not the strongest first-class force, it is also a first-class force.

But now, Ming Feng, the head of the Ming family, stood there obediently like a person waiting for punishment, and did not dare to make any rash moves at all.

Zhao Yu put away the storage ring without blinking his eyes, but his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Fifty million yuan crystal... This is a fucking 50 million yuan crystal, and there are 500 crystals in it. Thinking about it... it makes people feel extremely excited.

In the past seven days, Zhao Yu consumed too much Yuan crystal in order to recover from his injuries. Now there is less than one million left in his storage ring.

And at this moment, Mingfeng sent 50 million.

There is a saying that someone will send a pillow when he is dozing off. This is the case with Zhao Yu now.

"Okay, then this matter will be revealed." Zhao Yu is not a greedy person. It is a 50 million yuan crystal. This is definitely a trauma for a first-class force. But he dragged his voice and continued: "But before you come, I and your son have another slap again, betting that you will slap him a few times after you come, and he said you will kill me."

Zhao Yu paused after saying this before continuing: "I bet you will slap him three times."

"I'm not here yet." Mingfeng was almost angry and vomited blood. He tried every means to avoid Zhao Yu, and even kept his door closed, just to avoid meeting Zhao Yu.

But this little bastard is so good that he will provoke Zhao Yu as soon as he comes out. Forget it, just let it be, but now? This guy has humiliated the young master of Bajue Sect.

"Father...father..." Ming Yiming dragged an arm and walked to Mingfeng.

Bang!

Without any hesitation, Mingfeng reached out and slapped Ming Yiming on the face. There was no such thing as retaining power. Just a slap, Ming Yiming's cheek was already hanging high, and blood even flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Ming Yiming was stunned, really stunned. Mingfeng had never beaten him before, let alone beat him, and he had never even scolded him.

But now? He was slapped in front of so many people.

Ming Yiming looked at his father in disbelief. He... he was actually beaten. The huge soreness on his cheek would not lie. He was really beaten.

However, this was not over yet. After one slap, there were two consecutive slaps.

Mingfeng was too lazy to explain so much to Ming Yiming. If this matter was not handled well today, the Ming family might not be able to pass tonight. What caused all this was Ming Yiming's contempt.

Three slaps, no more or less, after the hit, Mingfeng shouted, "Kneel down."

"Kneel? Kneel down?" Ming Yiming looked at the completely unfamiliar middle-aged man in front of him, and was not sure that this was his father for a moment.

What is going on? Why did things turn out like this? Shouldn’t my father come here and ask for justice? Shouldn’t he interrupt the bastard’s legs? Shouldn’t he let the bastard kneel in front of him and beg for mercy? How could he kneel down?

"I asked you to kneel down, did you hear it? Or do I need me to break your legs now?" Mingfeng was almost crazy. He naturally felt sorry for his beloved young son. He was doing this now to protect Ming Yiming. If he didn't do this, Mingfeng would not dare to think about how serious the consequences would be.

Ming Yiming, who suffered a huge blow, turned his head in a daze and looked at Zhao Yu. When he saw the smile on Zhao Yu's face, his chest finally felt sweet and blood spurted out. In the dizzy state, he was dizzy.

This was a big blow. Ming Yiming was just a flower growing in a greenhouse. How could he bear it?

"Okay, Master Ming, the three-slap bet has been realized. Now I have exchanged the bet." Zhao Yu waved his hand and said to Mingfeng.

He could naturally see that Mingfeng was specially designed for him to show all this. In fact, even if Mingfeng didn't do this, Zhao Yu wouldn't care about anything with the Ming family.

The compensation of 50 million yuan in crystal is enough.

As for Ming Yiming's experience, Zhao Yu was not sympathetic at all.

If Zhao Yu had not had a strong and strong background, the one who was unlucky now would be Zhao Yu, and it was even very likely that he would not even be able to get out of Qingyan City.

"Betting...betting?" Mingfeng's heart skipped a beat, looked at Zhao Yu, and asked tentatively: "I wonder what bet the bet between the unspoken son and the young master?"

"Not many, two ever-changing grasses."

At this time, Mingfeng almost wanted to slap Ming Yiming to death. This is really a scam. Not to mention that the entire family was almost pulled into the abyss that would never be restored, he would have to trick him again afterwards?

There are naturally not many two ever-changing grasses. For a first-class force, they still have some survival, but their idiots will not exceed eight at most.

Originally, I had spent 50 million yuan on crystals for this matter, but now I have to take out two more thousand-changing grasses, which is simply a matter of fact.

"What? The head of the Ming family doesn't believe it? You can ask all the friends around you, they know about this bet." Zhao Yu smiled and looked at Cheng Shan: "Oh by the way, Mr. Cheng, you have to hand over five."

When Xiao Feng, who was originally gloating, was almost breathless when Lord Xiao, heard this, and was stunned.
Chapter completed!