"Buzz!"

The strange bronze door suddenly appeared at the bottom of the lake, swallowing the two of them in an instant.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

The two fell to the ground one after another, and because of the sudden feeling of weightlessness, He Xiaotian let go of Mr. Locked's arms.

"You're dead, and here I've regained my strength in my heyday. So, I'm going to torture you hard. ”

Mr. Men said viciously to He Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground.

The face of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, and finally disappeared.

"Fuck your stinking fart!"

He Xiaotian scolded, and with the intention of striking first, he pounced suddenly.

Then he pressed Mr. Men, who was about to get up, under him.

"You?!"

"Bang!"

The big iron fist of the casserole, a punch hit him in the heart and hit him in the nose.

"You!"

"Bang!"

Before Mr. Men could finish speaking, He Xiaotian gave him another punch.

"Come on! Aren't you awesome? Haven't you regained the strength you had in your heyday? Aren't you going to torture me? ”

Every time he asked, He Xiaotian would muster all his strength and beat him in the face.

As the creator of the Gate of Greed, the guardian of the Bronze Gate.

When did Mr. Men suffer such a grievance?

If it weren't for the old man and the young man, it is estimated that he would have cried out with a grievance.

"No, why do I still have a limit?"

"Bang!"

He Xiaotian was conscious and struck hard.

“？！”

"Hehe, you still have limitations, right? Lao Tzu will let you know today why the flowers are so red. ”

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The words fell, and he came up with a triple combo.

After a set, Mr. Men was completely stunned.

Of course, He Xiaotian's fist is not dead.

What a shame!

"It's not fair!"

"Bang!"

"Stop, stop fighting."

"Bang!"

"Can the two of us ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar fist interrupted him again.

"Bang!"

"I'm ......"

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Ahhh

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

This time it was four punches, each punch hitting him in the eye socket, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

"Call me Dad, call me Dad, and I won't beat you." He Xiaotian put forward the condition, don't want to be beaten? Yes, be my son.

"You die, I will never ......" Mr. Men's expression was distorted, the bronze door was really blind, so he would choose you as the next gatekeeper.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Since you don't call, don't talk nonsense."

In front of the bronze door, a burly and strong man, riding on a thin man, blasted the hammer.

Half an hour later......

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"The bones are quite hard, there is no blood splashing, I don't believe that no matter how hard you are, you can be as hard as my hammer!"

He Xiaotian, who was almost full of evil fire in his heart, decided to sacrifice his hammer.

Fortunately, before he launched the killing of his sister in his arms, he put the two hammers into the storage space.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two sledgehammers took turns bombarding Mr. Gate's elegant and easy-going face.

An hour later......

He Xiaotian gasped a little.

I've never seen such a thick-skinned character.

Whether it was a fist or a hammer, it was smashed for a long time.

Except for the blue nose and swollen eyes, which were full of tears of humiliation, there was no.

Mr. Men was not without resistance, and all kinds of spiritual attacks continued to impact He Xiaotian's body.

It's just that the despair is that people still feel a little irritable at first, and then they don't care at all.

No matter how he fought back, He Xiaotian shook his body at most, and then continued to hammer him.

"Say! Did you come to kill me in the first place? Why did you choose to give up killing me, but what test did you give me? Don't fool me with old friends' reasons, although Lao Tzu is just a college student, he is not a second goods. ”

Mr. Men chose to resist silently, anyway, you made me feel humiliated at most, and it was impossible to really hurt me.

"Don't say yes, do you? Hard-mouthed, huh? You think I'm out of recruits, Dad, right? The big man who thinks he is high above is planted in the hands of a small person like me, and I feel humiliated, right?

I tell you, there are kinds of humiliation. I'll beat you, it's nothing. The next thing is what scares you. You have restrictions in this world, it's a big deal that I don't go to the secluded world for the rest of my life, how can you bear with me?

At best, they are looking for someone to hunt me down, but do you think those crooked melons and cracked dates killed me? Tell me my questions honestly and let you live! Otherwise, I'll let you taste what is called chrysanthemum residue. ”

“？！”

He Xiaotian looked at Mr. Men who was in doubt, and said with an evil smile: "Don't worry, I am not a lover of this myself." But can I use a hammer instead, do I see this thick hammer handle? Believe, you will answer me. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and took off his pants.

Is it to call a father and recognize the thief as a father.

Or wait for someone to unclog your bowels?

It's a difficult question to decide.

Choosing either one would be humiliating for Mr. Men.

However, humiliation can be light and severe, and there are pros and cons.

Calling dad is at most verbal, and the actual killing is all in the mental aspect.

And dredging the intestines is a double blow to the ** and the spirit.

Besides, there are only him and He Xiaotian in the space.

Even if it is called, who knows?

Besides, if this matter is said, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Who would think that a king who is high in the sky would give in to a poor man?

So Mr. Men, in contrast, chose a lighter shouting father.

Well, he succeeded in hypnotizing himself.

"You won, I say!"

"Changed, you have to call me dad first."

"You don't have to ...... an inch"

He Xiaotian is too lazy to listen to his nonsense, if you don't call me Dad, I'll let you chrysanthemum!

With the length of a sledgehammer, it will dry up to your stomach at once!!

As for whether evil is disgusting?

His grandmother's, let's get out of anger first.

Niu Bi, you continue to compare with Lao Tzu Niu.

Little people, there is also a day when you will lower your head.

"Daddy......"

A vague voice came into He Xiaotian's ears.

"I didn't hear what you said, be louder."

“......”

Silent.

Mr. Men's robe was lifted up.

"Daddy! Father! Are you satisfied? ”

"Hey, good son."

Refreshing.

A feeling of comfort from head to toe filled He Xiaotian's heart with joy.

Huayang Lu bullied me and pressed me with his momentum.

Now, aren't you still on your knees and calling my dad?

Thinking of this, He Xiaotian suddenly found that Mr. Men was lying on the ground and calling Dad, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment.

"Get on your knees and call me daddy!!"

“？？？”

Shameless, mean, lewd, bastard.

All kinds of vulgar words popped out one by one in Mr. Men's heart.

"I can't read minds, but I know you must be scolding me in your heart. Give you three seconds, don't kneel on the ground and call me daddy, I'll open up your esophagus with a hammer. ”

“？！”

"One, two, three...... I, Zheng Peng, like you like this kind of hard bones. The words fell, and He Xiaotian stretched out his evil hand.

"Wait, wait. Why are you pressing on top of me, so how can I kneel on the ground? "Mr. Men wants to cry without tears, he has lived for so many years, and he has never seen such a despicable and shameless bastard.

When I was on Huayang Road, why didn't I see it?

And why did Bronze Gate fall in love with him?

Thinking of this, Mr. Men cried.

For the sake of appetite, he is now so humiliated.

He's real and doesn't want to live anymore.

But before he died, Mr. Men needed to meet He Xiaotian's request and kneel on the ground and call for his father.

Because, although He Xiaotian is strong, it is a pity that he does not have the ability to kill him.

Especially in the unknown space of the bronze door.

When he returns to the Netherworld, he must take revenge on the Gluttonous King!

Without the temptation of his royal banquet, how could he meet He Xiaotian, a despicable and shameless reckless man?

Not only to unclog his intestines, but also to let him taste the taste of kneeling on the ground and calling Dad.