"Xu Kai!"

    Seeing the scene from a distance, Xu Ming rushed over with red eyes.

    Xu Kai covered his face and said, "I''m fine."

    He was not badly hurt, but it was more humiliation to hit his face!

    In particular, Xu Kai was beaten in the face when he stood next to Wen Shuai. Suddenly, people from all forces around him stared at the third prince Wen Shuai to see how he would deal with the matter.

    "You say, how did the third prince behave so frustrated today? Several people who came out of nowhere blocked his way, even if he didn''t explode; now that his little brother was beaten in the face, he still didn''t dare to say a word - did he think he couldn''t compete with the big prince, so he thought he was counselled?"

    "Maybe!"

    "I don''t think so - the eight people who dare to get in the way must have a big background, so that the three princes dare not easily conflict with him!"

    "No matter what happens to him, there must be a good play next. Let''s watch it!"

    "Is there a good play to watch? It''s easy for you to say! Today, a little action of the third prince may affect the final ownership of the throne; who will fall on the throne has a great relationship with all of us present - can you calm down and watch a good play?"

    "Look, Xu Ming is also involved. Things are more complicated!"

    Today, Xu Ming has become famous in Yunqi City, and the major forces almost regard him as more difficult to deal with than the innate martial arts - no, it is said that the Lin family ambushed Xu Ming last time, but Xu Ming was nothing, but his treasure house was taken away; Up to now, I haven''t found out who carried the treasure house

    "This slap, I''ll get it back for you!" Xu Ming pulled Xu Kai behind him. Then he took a step forward and faced the young man with an eagle nose.

    "Why, you want to hit me?" the young man disdained to smile. "It''s up to you?"

    Xu Ming''s five fingers opened and his veins burst.

    Wen Shuai whispered; "Xu Ming, they are barbarians."

    "Barbarian?" Xu Ming doesn''t care where you are. Even if you are the leader of the barbarian sect and dare to slap my brother, Xu Ming must find a way to slap back.

    The young man with hooked nose thought that after Xu Ming knew his origin, he was scared back and became more and more arrogant: "yes, I am a disciple of the barbarian sect. You can beat me! I put my face together. Dare you beat me?"

    Xu Ming''s face was expressionless: "come and try!"

    "Oh!" it seems that the young man with hooked nose was provoked, "then I''ll come together and fight if you have the ability; if you don''t dare to fight, you''ll stick out your face and honestly let me slap you 20 times! -- hum! Install x? Install X in front of me? Come on, dare to hit me?"

    Then the young man with a hooked nose really stretched out his neck and sent his face up.

    Zhao emissary looked at this behavior with tacit consent; He just wants to make the contradiction bigger. The bigger it is, the worse it will be for Wen Shuai.

    Wen Shuai glanced at Xu Ming prayingly and seemed to say - brother, don''t be impulsive at this moment!

    The hooked nose young man became more and more arrogant. His face got closer and closer, and he kept pointing his fingers on his face: "you fight, you fight! You fight!"

    "What you said!" said Xu Ming. "Tell me, how many times do you want me to play?"

    "Oh, it''s still a few times! My face is right here. If you have the ability, you can have ten times to play first!"

    Xu Ming is speechless - I have never heard of such a cheap request! But since you came up and urged to be beaten in the face, I had to do what you wanted.

    Xu Ming opens his palm.

    After practicing "unicorn arm", Xu Ming felt that his limbs were full of strength.

    "Pretend - you fight! Fight, fight, fight!" the young man with a hooked nose was still begging for a slap in the face.

    Pop!

    A hard and incomparable slap was mercilessly drawn on his face.

    The world seems to be quiet after this slap

    "You..." the young man with an eagle nose covered his swollen cheek with a slap, and his eyes were full of unbelievable, "I''m a disciple of the barbarian sect. How dare you beat me! How dare you beat a disciple of the barbarian sect!"

    Wen Shuai and Du Lao could not help shaking their heads. What they didn''t want to happen happened; It is undoubtedly extremely disadvantageous for them to quarrel with the messengers of the barbarians.

    But then Wen Shuai''s eyes became firm.

    Today, it is obvious that Zhao emissary deliberately provoked and found fault; Even if he gives in, Zhao messenger will certainly press step by step. In the end, there can only be two results - either losing face or conflict.

    Therefore, Wen Shuai quickly figured out the key: Xu Ming''s slap did not harm him, but helped him lead away hatred!

    Next, whether Wen Shuai jumps out to play a good game or leaves silently, it seems that this conflict will not have much to do with him.

    "I seem to owe brother Xu Ming another favor!" Wen Shuai said secretly.

    Xu Kai can only blame himself in the back: "I''m in trouble for Xu Ming again..."

    "You... You dare to hit me!" the young man with hooked nose seemed to fall into a logical vortex. He couldn''t believe that Xu Ming really dared to hit him.

    "Silly X!" Xu Ming scolded secretly - it was you who just begged me to hit my face. Now it''s you who cover your face and can''t believe it; What the hell are you doing?

    "Hey, hey, set your face!" Xu Ming said. "There are nine slaps waiting for you!"

    "You want to die!!" the young man with hooked nose has a strong momentum and is impressively a congenital martial artist!

    "Hey, don''t block the people in front!" at this time, Gu Hanmo just arrived with the wild Martial Arts House team.

    "Gu... House master..." the young man with hooked nose is just an ordinary disciple in the barbarian sect. He is obviously afraid of Gu Hanmo; Suddenly, his momentum was gone.

    "Gu Hanmo, you''re just in time." Zhao emissary said, "the disciples of the barbarian martial arts house you manage dare to beat the formal disciples of the barbarian sect. Do you know the rules? Don''t you discipline them well?"

    "What, is there such a thing?" Gu Hanmo looks at Xu Ming with feigned anger. "You hit him!"

    "Yes!"

    "How dare you beat the savage disciple!" Gu Hanmo shouted, "why did you beat him?"

    "I don''t want to fight - look at this face. Who is willing to fight?" Xu Ming complained, "but he is obsessed with beating him. He must ask me to beat him! And at least give me ten slaps. If I don''t fight, I won''t go in - what can I do?"

    "Oh... How many times have you played now?" Gu Hanmo shifted his attention.

    "Wait a minute!"

    "There are nine more?" Gu Hanmo teased and smiled. "Then fight quickly. When you''re finished, don''t always block others at the door!"

    "OK!" Xu Ming stretched out his palm and really wanted to do it.

    "Gu Hanmo!" Zhao emissary hummed coldly, "are you making it clear that you don''t want to be reasonable and help this boy bully his savage disciples?"

    "Unreasonable?" Gu Hanmo''s face was cold. "Who''s the reason? Everyone is a man of insight. It''s clear! You have to talk about the noble status of a disciple of the barbarian sect. You have to make a face in front of me. Try it! -- hum, by the way, you''re just a dog under elder Liang''s hand; just be a good dog. Don''t really think of yourself as a character! Get out!"