The young master's eyes were full of greed, and he stretched out his hand to touch Wang Yuning, but Wang Yuning dodged it, preventing his hand from touching him.
"Ahem!" The young man coughed dryly, put his hands behind his back and said, "What's your name?"
"Wang Yuning"
Wang Yuning whispered, with a look of fear in her eyes.
"Do you know who I am?" The young master said with a touch of arrogance on his face.
"No, I don't know." Wang Yuning shook her head.
"To tell you the truth, my name is Zhao Wen." The young man announced his family name.
Wang Yuning's body trembled, and her pretty face turned pale. She had naturally heard of Zhao Wen's reputation. Zhao Wen was the son of Zhao Ye, the lord of Shacheng. Zhao Ye was the lord of Shacheng, a god within a radius of 100,000 miles.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, he didn't mean it." Wang Yuning apologized quickly.
"Haha, don't worry, I'm not that stingy," Zhao Wenfeng said with a light smile, as if he didn't care at all.
"Thank you Mr. Zhao for the large amount," Wang Yuning said gratefully.
"Where is this beauty from?" Zhao Wen asked with a smile.
"I, I am a villager from Jiangyu Village," Wang Yuning said in a low voice.
"Oh, she turns out to be a fisherman." Zhao Wen understood clearly. She turned out to be a peasant girl from a fishing village, but the beauty of this peasant girl was beyond his expectation.
Zhao Wen smiled and said: "Beauty, are you interested in coming to the City Lord's Mansion? There is a vacancy in the City Lord's Mansion for a maid position. How about one hundred thousand spiritual stones a month?"
One hundred thousand spirit stones!
Wang Yuning's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard about one hundred thousand spirit stones.
One hundred thousand spirit stones a month is a huge sum of money.
Able to buy cultivation elixirs for his younger brother.
But when I think about the rumors about Zhao Wen, it is said that Zhao Wen is a romantic young man who insults many women. Many women were deceived by Zhao Wen into going to the city lord's palace to insult him, and some of them with a strong personality have committed suicide.
Behind Zhao Wen there is a godly father who no one dares to offend.
Although these news are hearsay, they cannot be groundless and are very likely to be true.
Wang Yuning declined slightly and said: "Mr. Zhao Wen, I will go home and discuss it with my brother before making a decision."
"No, you have to make a decision today." Zhao Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, how could he just watch the beauty he got slip away.
"Little girl, since Mr. Zhao has taken a liking to you, you are lucky. Please thank Mr. Zhao quickly."
"That's right, wouldn't it be nice to follow our Mr. Zhao and enjoy the hot and spicy food?"
Around him, several of Zhao Wen's slaves said one after another.
"I, I, I..." Wang Yuning stammered.
"Take her away" Zhao Wen had lost his patience and directly ordered his slaves to take action.
"hey-hey"
The two slaves geared up and walked towards Wang Yuning. Wang Yuning's face suddenly turned pale, with a helpless expression on her face.
At this moment, the silent man standing nearby suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked a slave away.
This sudden scene was something no one expected.
Especially the slave who was kicked away felt that the bones in his chest were completely broken, with a painful look on his face, his head tilted, and he died.
"Boy, how dare you kill my people?" Zhao Wen was furious next to him.
"Get him first"
Zhao Wen pointed at the man and said.
The several slaves behind him showed their cultivation in the Mortal Realm, and mobilized their spiritual power to shoot their palms, like dragons and tigers roaring, with a trembling sound, and slapped the man's body.
Several palm prints fell on the man's body.
I thought that the man would vomit blood and die, but I didn't expect that the force that hit the man's body seemed to have completely disappeared.
This scene made several slaves look shocked.
They were all Mortal Realm warriors. The man in front of them had no aura at all. They thought he was an ordinary person. He could have been killed with one palm, but now four or five of them took action together.
Nothing happened to the other party.
Zhao Wen, who was next to him, was also stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "Damn it, you haven't even eaten, right? You can't teach a mortal a lesson."
Several of the men in the Mortal Realm failed to capture a single mortal, which made Zhao Wen lose his face.
"a swarm of ants"
A disdainful voice came out of the man's mouth.
"What, how dare you call us ants?"
"court death"
"Eat my slap"
Several slaves were furious and took action one after another. Their overwhelming energy was poured into the man.
The man, on the other hand, is as motionless as a mountain and has nothing to do at all.
At this moment, the man took action, stretched out his foot and kicked one out.
No energy fluctuations were emitted at all, just like ordinary people taking action.
But when it fell on them, it felt like it had immense power and was unable to stop them. They vomited blood and flew backwards one by one.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody heart fragments, twitched a few times, and died.
Mr. Zhao was stunned.
These slaves were all in the Mortal Realm, but they were kicked to death. Could it be that the man in front of them was a strong demigod, but there was no trace of breath on him.
This is the most puzzling.
Wang Yuning also widened her beautiful eyes, she was so powerful as the man who came back.
Kick the Mortal Realm warrior to death.
Mr. Zhao was very angry, because through his father's relationship, he was the prince of Shacheng. Whoever dared to go against him, now in broad daylight, someone beat his men to death in front of him.
"It's still too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy," Mr. Zhao said in a cold voice.
"Kneel down" the man wondered.
"good"
Mr. Zhao said coldly: "Kneel down and beg for mercy, and I can spare your life."
Ouch!
As soon as Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he let out a shrill scream.
Because just now, the man suddenly stepped out and kicked his knee with one foot. There was only a crisp sound and his knee broke.
Next to him, the man stepped out again and kicked Zhao Wen's other knee.
Click!
A creepy crisp sound sounded, and Zhao Wen's other knee also broke.
Zhao Wen knelt directly in front of the man.
"is that so"
The man said softly.
Zhao Wen's face was extremely ferocious, not only because of anger, but also because of pain. He shouted loudly: "I will kill you, and your relatives and clan members, no matter who you are, will die."
shame.
What a shame and humiliation.
As the number one son in Shacheng, but his legs were crippled, Zhao Wen wanted to kill the young man in front of him.
"noisy"
The man frowned, then stretched out a hand as white as jade, grabbed Zhao Wen's neck, and twisted it slightly, and Zhao Wen's neck was crushed.
Instant death.
After the man finished all this, he threw Zhao Wen's body on the ground.
Zhao Wen's eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he had died like this.
"Zhao Wen is dead"
People around him exclaimed.
This is a street with a lot of traffic. Previously, Zhao Wen, Wang Yuning and the other man had attracted many onlookers.
Originally they were still lamenting that it was another poor girl.
But things changed too quickly. The man next to the girl kicked someone in the Mortal Realm to death, and now even Zhao Wen is dead. (To be continued)