"It's your bad luck to meet me, leave this downtown area, the Apocalypse Empire will not have you ......"

The King of the Titans wanted to say that there would be no place for you. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

But halfway through the words, I suddenly realized that I might not be able to beat the other party.

Countless eras ago, when he was still in full glory, he was beaten up inexplicably.

At that time, a fist the size of a sandbag beckoned to his face, and the king of the Titans, who was originally as strong as a mountain, was smashed alive into a large dwarf with a height of two meters.

Gan!

Even newborn Titans are taller than him!

The shadow area left by the past is now pressed like a cumulonimbus cloud in the heart of the Titan King.

He touched the shiny bald head and retracted the hammer fiercely:

"Spare your life this time, I hope you don't know how to lift up."

Ye Mingyu also put down his staff.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the King of Titans is instigated.

The cowardly king is the phoenix who has shed his hair.

Ye Mingyu paid attention to what the Titans King was wearing.

It was found that he was dressed all over the stalls, and there was a hole in his pants.

Could it be that the King of the Titans is messing around now?

This thought popped up, and Ye Mingyu's eyes suddenly felt more pity.

He let out a long sigh and took two steps forward.

Originally, he was going to comfort the King of Titans, but who knew that this guy saw him step forward and immediately took a few steps back.

"Don't come, I tell you, if you dare to touch me, no one will let you go......"

"Would you like a drink?" Ye Mingyu sighed.

"Huh?"

The King of the Titans froze.

Nebula Tavern.

corner of the dining table.

The bald man sat on a chair like a hill, and he raised his hand to grasp the bottle like a cyclops grasping a lamb.

Sixty degrees of spirits, swallowed in the throat without blinking.

"How have you been?" Ye Mingyu asked speculatively.

"What? Lao Tzu is very comfortable, what does it matter to you? Do you have an opinion? ”

Although the King of the Titans said it quite naturally. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

But Ye Mingyu knew that this was all an illusion.

If he was comfortable, why did he wear torn pants on the street?

For the sake of the King of Titans, this matter cannot be said explicitly, a five-good young man will not poke others in their sore spots casually.

"No opinion, no opinion, anyway... Why is your current strength only at the third level? ”

When Ye Mingyu first met him.

I noticed the weakness of the other party.

At first, I thought it was a means to hide my strength, but now it seems that it is probably a spell similar to a seal.

Obviously, when he was resurrected in the temple in his previous life, the King of Titans was invited to join in the fun.

Why is it suddenly changing its face now, and the dishes have to be picky?

Is this the retribution of evil?

Ye Mingyu handed his orange juice to the greedy Yayezi, silently watching his shadow-changing expression.

This... There's definitely a story!

Although I used to often look at the King of Titans unpleasantly and always hurt each other with him, after so many years, some things have to be looked at.

After all, in Ye Mingyu's memory, the friction between the two sides was not as huge as he imagined.

He just touched the other party a few times.

It will not form a mortal enemy.

Ye Mingyu poured another quilt of orange juice and looked at the ragged strong man at the table:

"Counting yes yes here, just our three acquaintances, if there is anything unhappy, say it......"

Let's have fun.

The Titans put down the bottle and slumped into his chair, looking at the motley patterns on the ceiling.

"How long have you been in the Apocalypse Sect?" He muttered.

"Just arrived today."

"Then there's still a chance, hurry up now."

"But ....."

"No, but, if you want to go, you'll go!"

The King of the Titans frowned coldly.

The blood is surging.

The internal stabilization barrier in the tavern is automatically triggered.

Although it was dissolved, it still frightened the surrounding guests.

The service staff came to warn him a few words, and then turned to leave.

Ye Mingyu said to the waiter, two more bottles of wine, the strongest one, money is not a problem.

Then Ye Mingyu folded his hands on the table, leaned slightly, and whispered:

"Did the gods do it?"

Here he's talking about the Demon God.

The god of fraud and theft, but the world-destroying boss, not to mention the same level as Yeyezi.

It's more than enough to seal the King of Titans.

Maybe this demon god saw that the King of the Titans was ugly and damaged the city's appearance, so he sealed him and sent him to the construction site to move bricks.

The King of the Titans looked around.

After discovering that there were no suspicious characters, he motioned for Ye Mingyu to raise the enchantment.

A translucent blurred white light envelops the small corner of the tavern.

In the corner, the King of the Titans tapped his chest, "Look at it." ”

Under Ye Mingyu's gaze.

The five fingers of his right hand stabbed into his heart, and the blood exploded.

A big hole exploded in the heart.

The wind poured in through the hole.

There was nothing inside.

"My heart was stolen." The King of the Titans calmly spoke out about this fact.

The heart is the source of the Titans' strength.

It's like the sea of spirits of the Terran mage.

Not everyone is as perverted as Ye Mingyu, even if he is the king of the Titans, he only has one heart.

The heart was stolen, the power of the Titan disappeared, and the strength was not one in a hundred.

The dignified King of Titans has also become a large meat tank, and there is no longer any strength except for the strength of qi and blood.

"But even with your flesh, you can tear the heavens apart, why be so poor?" Ye Mingyu asked.

"Poor? Poor what? The King of the Titans was stunned.

Ye Mingyu said his guess without thinking: "Look at you like this, dressed in tatters, looking like you came out of the refugee slum, you must be short of money and ...... to eat dirt."

"You don't have any fucking money, it's a hole suit, trendy, you know?"

"Tease me, I said, we are all old acquaintances, there is no need to hold on," Ye Mingyu questioned, "Even if it is really a hole suit, your aesthetics are too bad, right, you are already tall and strong, and now you still wear holes?" Can you cover it....."

The more he spoke, the King of the Titans suppressed his anger.

The face turned blue.

At first, it was green apples.

Later, the color changed directly to cucumber.

But he couldn't beat Ye Mingyu, his anger was pressed in his heart, and he had nowhere to release it, and he was about to suffocate his illness.

Yeyezi, who had just finished drinking orange juice, put down the straw and looked up.

Seeing the coarse cucumber-like head, he suddenly felt very funny, clapped his hands and said:

"Green is green, King of the Titans is green."

"Bastard!"

The King of the Titans gritted his teeth.

The heart said that I can't beat Mingyu overnight, can't I beat a little kid?

It's just a nine-year-old child, and it only takes one trick to teach you.

He pressed a large hand hard against Yeyezi, intending to knock her on the head.

This moment.

The King of Titans saw that Ye Mingyu's expression seemed to be a little strange.

It seems that he has picked a terrific opponent.

But a stupid Lori, no matter how strong she is, how can she .....

"Jörmungad!"

Five centimeters per second!

The press just now, not only the speed of seconds, but also only five centimeters.

Sensing the soul aura of Yayezi, the King of the Titans was shocked and screamed and retreated.

The bald man looked at little Lori in fear.

Shivering.

"Rival, what is he doing?" Yeyezi looked at the bald man and asked blankly.

"Intermittent neuropathy, if you eat lollipops, it will become like this."

Ye Mingyu was deflated when he saw his old opponent.

I was very happy.

But in order to save face for the other party, he didn't say anything.

Happiness is all written on the face.