Qiao Heng was originally a sunny and handsome young man with good facial features, delicate skin, suave, chic and charming.

But at the previous dance, I was punched directly by Xiaodu.

Xiaodu is now a great master.

A punch from a great master hitting an ordinary person in the face is no joke.

So Qiao Heng's nose became crooked.

There are also bruises and swelling near the nose.

The originally straight facial features were now out of balance.

Sunny and handsome has become a noun in the past.

To put it simply, it is - disfigurement!

Because Qiao Heng hated Chen Yu and Xiaoya deeply.

Previously, he had to give in due to Liu Yidao's force.

But now that he has the support of his father and the chief minister of the Qiao family, he has become unscrupulous.

I saw him staring at Chen Yu, gritting his teeth and growling: "Do you still recognize me?"

Chen Yu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't recognize it."

"Huh? You don't recognize me? What a joke!!!"

Qiao Heng was furious.

Chen Yu said calmly: "If you have seen someone with a crooked nose like you before, you will definitely be impressed. But I don't remember it now, so I must have never seen it before."

"What kind of nonsense is this? Bastard! My nose was smashed crooked by that little mute!"

Qiao Heng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

The flames of anger kept burning his internal organs and eroding his sanity at the same time.

With his eyes red, he took two steps forward, wanting to rush over and fight Chen Yu to the death!

However, three cold gazes came in succession and fell on him.

They come from Zhang Sanshu, Mu Zhixing and Liu Yidao respectively.

One is a little grandmaster, but he has the ability to compete with half-step innate talent.

One is a great master, but he is also the head of the Mu family, so he is superior.

One is a genuine half-step innate, with fierce flames.

Under the gaze of these three eyes, Qiao Heng felt a deep chill and had to stop and tremble.

At this time, Qiao Wu snorted coldly: "What, you want to bully the small with the big?"

Liu Yidao grinned: "So what if the big one bullies the small ones?"

Fatty Hong said solemnly: "Then you have to ask me first."

"Okay, I'll ask you with a knife."

The blood-drinking magic sword suddenly stood up.,

A chill descended on the living room again.

Mu Zhixing had a headache.

This Liu Yidao is really willful and will kill people at every turn.

But I couldn't stop him.

Mu Zhixing thought to himself that there was probably only one person in the world who could stop Liu Yidao.

He turned to look at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu raised the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth to break the deadlock: "Don't talk nonsense. You just said you wanted to settle a score with me. What kind of score you want to settle? Tell me and listen."

Qiao Wu said: "You beat my son like this, don't you want to give me an explanation?"

Chen Yu asked with a half-smile, "What do you want to explain?"

Qiao Wu smiled coldly: "It's too embarrassing for me to negotiate the price with a junior like you. Let your father come out."

"My father?"

"Yes, it just so happens that I also want to meet the legendary number one in Jiangnan, Chen Wudi."

Chen Yu smiled hoarsely, thought for a moment, and said, "Then you will be disappointed."

"Um?"

"My father is not here."

Qiao Wu's eyes suddenly became bright.

"Where has he gone?"

"Why should I tell you? And...you seemed very happy after hearing the news that my dad was gone."

Qiao Wu's expression froze for a moment, then he sneered: "What a joke, what am I so happy about?"

"How do I know you?"

"In short-my son's matter cannot be settled like this."

Qiao Wu said loudly.

Chen Yu shrugged disapprovingly: "So, what do you want?"

Qiao Wu said coldly: "It's very simple. Since it was the little mute who punched my son, just hand her over."

Chen Yu shook his head: "She's not free."

Xiaoya is practicing, so of course she is not free.

Qiao Wu sneered: "How can this matter be explained away with just two words?"

"In that case, I'll take it. If anything happens, come to me."

"Okay! Blood for blood, tooth for tooth. We'll punch you back, isn't that too much?"

Chen Yu was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "You fight?"

Qiao Wu raised the corner of his mouth: "Of course it's not me. I'm just an ordinary person with no strength. Even if I punch you with all my strength, I won't be able to hurt you even half a hair."

"Then who's coming?"

"I!"

Fatty Hong walked out.

A ferocious smile appeared on his chubby face.

Chen Yu looked at it twice and sighed: "It's only half a step before God is born."

Fatty Hong asked with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

Chen Yu nodded: "I'm scared to death."

Then he snapped his fingers.

Liu Yidao behind him slowly stood up.

And he put one hand on the Blood Drinking Demon Sword.

In an instant, a strong evil spirit suddenly erupted.

A layer of white ice fog formed in the entire living room.

Fatty Hong's pupils suddenly shrank.

The plastic bucket containing fried chicken in his hand fell directly to the ground.

He opened his arms, protecting both Qiao Wu and Qiao Heng like an eagle protecting a chicken.

At the same time, the half-step innate Qi machine was swirling crazily around the body.

When Qiao Wu saw this, his expression turned cold: "So you don't want to repay this debt?"

Chen Yu said calmly: "If you want to pay it back, I'm here. But the premise is that you must have the ability to collect debts."

Qiao Wu glanced at Fatty Hong.

Fatty Hong also looked over.

The two people's eyes made contact.

Fatty Hong shook his head slightly.

Qiao Wu understood, took a deep breath, and looked at Mu Zhixing who was sitting in the main seat.

"Mr. Mu, do you really want to protect him?"

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To be continued...