"Whew~~"

The red boy opened his mouth slightly, spat out a cluster of flames, and threw it at the middle-aged fat man and threw it at his palm.

Don't look at this as just a small cluster of flames, but this small cluster of flames is amazingly powerful, and with a single effort, it burned the palm of the middle-aged fat man into a vacuum blood hole.

However, this is only the beginning, and the real punishment will follow.

I saw that this cluster of flames incinerated the palm of the middle-aged fat man's hand, and quickly spread in all directions, like maggots on the tarsal bones, and began to incinerate the entire hand of the middle-aged fat man......

"Ahh

Seeing his palms being gradually incinerated by the flames, the middle-aged man was extremely frightened at the same time, and the sharp pain in his ten fingers made him involuntarily let out a terrible howl, which was much more miserable than the slaughtering pig dragged up the pig killing platform.

When the others saw this scene, cold sweat broke out on their faces, and they took a few steps back.

At this moment, the red child, who looked pink and jade, looked very cute, and instantly turned into a little devil holding a steel fork in the eyes of others, lest he avoid it.

Seeing the middle-aged fat man's arm being gradually incinerated by the flames, Pan Wenhu's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly looked at the red boy and scolded: "Red boy, hurry up and stop me." ”

Hearing this, the red boy glanced at Pan Wenhu lightly, without the slightest intention of stopping.

For those who dare to attack him, Red Boy has never shown mercy to his subordinates, if it weren't for his mother's instructions not to kill at will, what he just spit out would not be a cluster of tarsal phosphorus fire, but a samadhi true fire that can incinerate all things, and the person in front of him can be burned to ashes in an instant.

In other words, the red boy spit out a cluster of tarsal phosphorus fire and incinerated one of the middle-aged hands, which is already merciful.

Seeing that the red boy ignored him, Pan Wenhu subconsciously looked at Jingwei on the side, and said anxiously: "Jingwei, let the red boy stop, otherwise it will be difficult to end with a human life." ”

"Brother Xiaohu, the red boy has no intention of killing, he just wants to teach this person a little lesson, burn his hand at most, and you can rest assured."

Jingwei didn't mean to stop it, she and the red boy lived in the earth fairy world, the earth fairy world is a place where strength is respected, the weak are disrespectful to the strong, and it is common to be taught by the strong, even if they are killed, it is not surprising.

The middle-aged fat man attacked the red boy, but was picked up by the red boy, which is a very reasonable thing in Jingwei's opinion.

After all, this is the way for the strong to maintain their face, and Jingwei is not easy to intervene.

Looking at the middle-aged fat man whose arms were burned by the fire of tarsal phosphorus, Jin Tianyi was also a little unbearable, and followed Pan Wenhu's persuasion: "Sister Jingwei, Ah Hu is right, the matter is too big to end, you quickly persuade the red boy and let him stop!" ”

"Okay."

Jingwei obviously hesitated a little, but because of his friendship with Jin Tianyi's sisters, he finally agreed to Jin Tianyi's request, and then looked at the red boy, and said: "Red boy, it's almost enough, this is not the earth fairy world, we can't just come here, quickly put away the tarsal phosphorus fire, don't make it difficult for Brother Xiaohu......"

Hearing Jingwei's transmission, the red boy opened his mouth towards the middle-aged fat man, and the tarsal phosphorus fire attached to the middle-aged fat man's arm instantly turned into a ray of blue light and flew back into the red boy's mouth.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar all around, and the onlookers whispered and discussed.

These onlookers were frightened by the bizarre methods of the red boy, so they did not dare to talk loudly, for fear of setting themselves on fire.

What's more, the tarsal phosphorus fire is not an ordinary fire, there is a bloody precedent for most of the arms of a middle-aged fat man to be incinerated, where does anyone dare to break ground on the head of the red child?

"Let's go!"

Looking at the surroundings and his group's 'fear of avoiding', Pan Wenhu knew that he couldn't stay here, so he said: "I can't stay here anymore, let's change places to eat." ”

"Stand ......"

The four of Pan Wenhu didn't take a few steps before a resentful voice came from behind them.

The four of them turned to look, only to see the middle-aged fat man who had been incinerated by the tarsal phosphorus fire for most of his arm, covering his burned half of his arm, enduring the pain of devouring his heart, and staring at them with resentment.

"You burned half of Lao Tzu's hand, patted his ass and wanted to leave, is it so cheap?"

"How?" Red Boy smiled coldly and said, "Do you still want to keep us?" ”

"Hmph~~" The middle-aged fat man snorted coldly: "I know I can't keep you, but if you hurt someone, you want to escape, and it's just a group of guts bandits." ”

Hearing this, Pan Wenhu saw that the red boy was showing signs of madness, and hurriedly said: "Fatty, are we guts bandits, do we have anything to do with you?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for the middle-aged fat man to reply, he directly beckoned the red boy and a few people to leave.

He was in a hurry not to be afraid that the middle-aged fat man would find someone to retaliate, but to save this middle-aged fat man who had no eyes.

Although the middle-aged fat man was burned to death by the red boy, it has nothing to do with Pan Wenhu in essence.

However, as an usher in the Three Realms, Pan Wenhu not only entertains the immortals and demons who descend to the earth, but also has the responsibility of supervising the gods and demons.

At this moment, since he has the ability to prevent the incident from happening, he naturally will not let the middle-aged fat man stimulate the red child.

It's a pity that Pan Wenhu had the intention to save people, but he was burned instead.

The middle-aged fat man not only did not appreciate it, but wrote down his license plate number, ready to wait for an opportunity to retaliate back.

I saw that the middle-aged fat man looked at the jeep that Pan Wenhu drove away, and thought resentfully: "Don't think that if you can do the evil art of the side door, you won't be able to clean you up, you wait for me......"

"Mr. Zhu, do you need me to call the police for you?"

The hall manager of Yunhai Hotel saw Pan Wenhu and his party walking away, so he walked out of the hotel lobby and came to the middle-aged fat man to offer courtesy.

The middle-aged fat man is called Zhuer, who owns a freight company, has dozens of employees and a net worth of tens of millions, and is a two-star VIP member of Yunhai Hotel.

Yunhai Hotel VIP members are formulated, from one star to five stars, one star VIP members represent a net worth of more than one million, two star VIP members represent a net worth of more than 10 million, and three star VIP members represent a net worth of more than 100 million.

However, there are many rich people now, but there are not many people with a net worth of more than 100 million.

Therefore, the high-quality customers of Yunhai Hotel are still one- and two-star VIP members like Zhuer, and it is precisely because of this that the hall manager will come forward to offer courtesy afterwards, hoping to retain Zhuer, a respected two-star VIP guest.

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