After a dark shadow flashed before his eyes, Yang Haoran slapped Tang Haolin on the face.
It feels as crisp as cucumbers.
In the smell of blood, Tang Haolin let out a scream, and then his whole body was shot out.
The situation of the other four people was not much better.
Yang Haoran is like a tiger among sheep, invincible.
The other three people are okay, after all, they don't have much time to celebrate with Yang Haoran.
Tang Haolin and Chen Zixi received special care from Yang Haoran.
He was swatted back and forth by Yang Haoran like a rubber ball.
The body kept flying up and down, doing various involuntary parabolic movements.
Chen Zixi screamed repeatedly, and Tang Haolin complained endlessly.
He couldn't figure it out no matter what, why the gap between the same golden elixir stage monks was so big?
This guy is not a talisman master at all, but a rude physical practitioner!
"Spare your life! Stop fighting, I surrender!"
Tang Haolin had already begged for mercy when he was still free.
If the beating continues, all the bones in his body may fall apart!
Yang Haoran snorted coldly, quite disdainfully.
However, his body was the last to catch up with Tang Haolin and stepped on him.
He just stepped on Tang Haolin on the ground, with his face sideways on the ground, looking miserable and embarrassed.
"Brother, I was wrong.
From now on, I regard you as my eldest brother. If you ask me to go east, I will not dare to go west. If you ask me to catch ducks, I will never catch chickens!"
Tang Haolin begged for mercy with tears in his eyes, feeling extremely regretful.
"Empty words, no sincerity, no waves in my heart."
Yang Haoran said lightly.
Tang Haolin was stunned and didn't react at all.
Chen Zixi had an idea and suddenly realized it.
I thought quickly, and a half-foot-square wooden box appeared in my hand.
"Brother Yang, there are more than a hundred top-quality spiritual stones in here.
It's all my net worth, and I have deeply realized my mistake.
I feel deeply guilty for the harm I have caused you.
Take these as compensation for you, please accept it, I hope it can stir up some waves in Brother Yang's heart."
With a mournful face, Chen Zixi raised the spirit stone box in front of Yang Haoran with both hands sincerely.
Yang Haoran smiled slightly and scooped it up unceremoniously.
"Sure enough, it is the feeling of heartbeat. Knowing the mistake can greatly improve it.
It seems that you are different from them, you just did something wrong because you were confused for a moment.
You must be given a chance to change your ways, and you can leave."
Chen Zixi ran away as if he had been pardoned.
Yang Haoran's long words came from behind.
"If you are not convinced, you can find someone to take revenge, but remember to prepare more spiritual stones!"
Chen Zixi staggered and ran faster.
Even if he wants to take revenge, it's not his turn. It's true that he should leave this big devil as soon as possible.
Yang Haoran put away the spirit stone, and the feeling of regaining wealth made him feel happy.
Then he walked towards a young man Tang Haolin found with a smile.
While walking, he was gearing up and gathering his true energy into his fists, evolving into a red brilliance.
Just use it as a special effect.
"Don't come here, what do you want to do?
Let me tell you, my father is a member of the Elders Committee of the Talisman Master Alliance.
If you dare to hurt me, you will be dead!"
Yang Haoran's smile became brighter and brighter. Not only did the red light flash while he was gearing up, but he also made a crackling sound.
"Second generation? Haha, when that damn fat guy asked you to ambush me, didn't he tell you my identity?
Forget it, in fact, identity is useless, the key is to look at strength.
Your words make me very unhappy. It seems that I should let you have a clear understanding of the real world."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Haoran rushed over like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
A rain of fists and kicks fell on the young man.
The screams were continuous, like a pig slaughtering scene.
Tang Haolin and others were frightened and looked frightened.
Until Yang Haoran beat the guy into a ball and his body was dripping with blood.
But Yang Haoran still showed mercy.
They were all superficial injuries, not fatal.
Even so, the embarrassed look is still shocking.
Yang Haoran stopped temporarily, but was still gearing up.
"My heart is completely calm!"
"I was wrong! Brother, I was wrong!
I am willing to use all my wealth to heal the wounds in my brother's heart.
I just hope that my brother’s heart will change again!”
The young man who was beaten into a ball finally came to his senses after being severely beaten.
Immediately, a spiritual stone box appeared in his hand, and he hurriedly handed it to Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran looked at it coldly, clearly sizing up the capacity of the box.
"Brother, here are five thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
Although not as much as Chen Zixi's, it is definitely my entire net worth.
After all, Chen Zixi can make extra money, and I am rich, so I have tried my best!"
Yang Haoran sneered, but he took the box and put it away without hesitation.
"Forget it, I don't want to argue with others.
Although the feeling of heartbeat is not obvious, it is there anyway.
You can go, remember to be a good person in the future."
The man nodded repeatedly and ran away like the wind.
With the lessons learned from the past, how could the other two people Tang Haolin found dare to have other ideas?
They quickly followed suit and took out their spiritual stones.
It's just that he doesn't have extra money like Chen Zixi, all of them are high-grade spiritual stones.
In total, there were a total of 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones, all of which were handed over to Yang Haoran.
Then he ran away.
Yang Haoran smiled, still very surprised.
The Talisman Master is indeed very wealthy. The four people just now contributed almost 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones to him.
It is almost enough for the entire stock of spiritual stones of an ordinary small family.
And these few people are only second generation Talisman Masters.
It can be seen from this that the worth of those big talisman masters must be even richer.
Thinking of this, Yang Haoran almost had the dangerous idea of robbing some big bosses.
A gust of cold wind blew by, making the fallen leaves on the ground rustle.
Tang Haolin, who was the only old man left, felt a gust of wind blowing his butt.
He forced out a stiff smile.
"Yang Haoran, do you believe me when I say I don't have a spirit stone?"
Yang Haoran chuckled and blew on his fist.
"I said my fists are soft, do you believe it?"
Tang Haolin's body trembled, but his eyes moved back and forth.
"Yang Haoran, I was careless about what happened today, and I apologize to you.
But I really don’t have any spiritual stones on me! My pocket is cleaner than my face!”
Yang Haoran sneered: "Is your grandfather's status higher than the elders just now?"
The little fat man looked bitter and then spread his hands.
"That's true, but my expenses are high.
Those people just now are all misers, they don’t spend money.
All my spiritual stones have been spent carelessly!"
