"You also heard the rules, now kneel for me!"

As soon as Ye Mu's words came out, it was simply deafening, making everyone stunned for an instant.

Did I hear me right?

"What did you say?"

After a while, Mang Chuan finally reacted, and glared at Ye Mu through gritted teeth.

Being scolded and kneeling by a nobody is a great shame for Mangchuan. But Song Heming was present, and he didn't dare to attack, so he could only release monstrous killing intent with his eyes.

Song Heming, who was on the side, also looked cold at this time, and said to Ye Mu with a smile: "Did you understand it wrong, I am talking about ......"

"Let you, get on your knees!"

"What if I don't?"

Ye Mu squinted his eyes, not giving an inch, and his sharpness was revealed.

"Hehehe......"

When Song Heming heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed.

The necks of the two old men guarding the door shrank suddenly, and Nie Wanrong also secretly said that it was not good, and they all heard the chill in Song Heming's tone.

"No, my Song family has been standing in Zhonghai for more than 300 years, and no one has ever dared to say a word to us. Song Heming stared at Ye Mu's eyes, and said with a sneer. "Oh...... It's not for nothing, but they've all gone to report to Lord Yama, are you sure you want to say "no" to me?"

Song Heming's eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead man.

A little person dared to disobey him in person, which had already touched his Song Dashao's bottom line.

"Don't you hear me?" I said......

Ye Mu leaned his head close to Song Heming and said word by word.

"I, what if not?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the scene suddenly fell into freezing, and Mang Chuan and the others gloated.

They know that this little cub is dead!

In the Zhonghai realm, it is extremely stupid to dare to speak to Song Dashao like this.

Really.

The next moment, Song Heming stared at his eyes, his gaze was cold, but the corners of his mouth pulled up a bright smile.

"No, there's nothing to say, you can die!"

His smile instantly retracted, and he said softly:

"Uncle Ying!"

As soon as the words fell, the red-faced old man behind him suddenly understood, teleported to Ye Mu, stretched out his eagle claws and was about to directly kill Ye Mu in his palm.

Mang Chuan and the others looked excited, as if they had seen the scene of Ye Mu's head exploding.

Ye Mu smiled disdainfully, his fingers moved slightly, and he was very sure that he would be able to easily take off the heads of Song Heming and the others in the next second.

But at this moment, Nie Wanrong suddenly broke away from Li Qiuyu's hand and shouted hoarsely:

"Stop!!"

Uncle Na Ying couldn't help but pause for a moment, turned his head and looked at Song Heming, asking for his opinion.

Song Heming saw Nie Wanrong's plea, his face was even more gloomy, and after calming down for a while, he barely pulled out a stiff smile and said: "Wanrong, you should understand that in Zhonghai, the majesty of my Song family, no one can provoke!"

Nie Wanrong's behavior made him very unhappy.

"I know, and I know. Nie Wanrong glanced at Ye Mu with hatred, turned her head and continued to Song Heming pitifully. "But Ye Mu came with me, he is the younger brother of my good friend, I can't watch him die, if he dies in your hands, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life!"

"He Ming, I beg you, spare Ye Mu this time, if there is a next time, I promise that I will not care about his life or death again!"

Nie Wanrong's face was pleading.

Nie Wanrong's mood at this time was extremely complicated, she didn't expect Ye Mu to be such an arrogant and ignorant person, if it weren't for her kindness, a person like Ye Mu would really die in front of her, she might have applauded.

However, her character is destined, she can't watch Ye Mu die and be indifferent.

And seeing her like this, Song Heming suddenly softened his heart, after all, for Nie Wanrong, Song Heming also has true feelings.

"Wanrong, I can promise you to let him live. Song Heming sighed softly, pointed at Ye Mu and continued to Nie Wanrong. "However, this person is arrogant, and today he is the one who made insulting remarks, but not only did he not apologize in time, but he was cold and hard-mouthed, and he almost affected you. His heart is higher than the sky and his life is thinner than paper, he doesn't know how to be soft, such a person is really not worthy of being friends with you, Wanrong, promise me, I will let him go today, but you still don't have any contact with him in the future!"

Nie Wanrong was stunned when she heard this, and then nodded slowly but firmly to Song Heming.

She turned her head to look at Ye Mu, and said in a cold tone: "Ye Mu, I can help you once but not for a lifetime, I can't take you in Sanlidian, you can do it yourself in the future! Help me say hello to Qimeng, and in the future, I don't have to contact her!"

Ye Mu shook his head, he didn't want to explain anything, and said with an indifferent face: "Whatever, Sister Wanrong, you can be happy." But if there is any difficulty that cannot be solved in the future, you can contact me, and I will definitely come over. ”

Although what Nie Wanrong said didn't show mercy to herself, she was in front of her before, which still moved Ye Mu a lot.

The two haven't seen each other for many years, Nie Wanrong is still a girl, she has been away from each other for a long time, she can do it to this extent, Ye Mu is willing to accept her favor.

And when they heard this, everyone was mocking.

With Song Dashao here, how can it be your turn to get a nobody to help?

Li Qiuyu looked at Ye Mu with even more disgust at this time, and said sarcastically without scruples: "Wanrong almost helped us because you were injured today?

Nie Wanrong was also full of disappointment, endured the unhappiness in her heart, and said to Ye Mu: "Ye Mu, self-confidence is a good thing, but being overconfident is arrogant! If you can change this, I believe that one day in the future, you will definitely have the opportunity to enter this Sanli store with your own ability." ”

"Sister Wanrong, I haven't seen you for three years, do you still think I'm the weak teenager I was at the beginning?"

When Ye Mu heard this, he shook his head slightly, and glanced at the direction of the city gate lightly and said:

"It's just a small three-mile shop, I want to go in, no one can stop me. ”

"Heh......"

When Nie Wanrong heard this, she was completely disappointed in Ye Mu, she didn't bother to look at him again, pulled Li Qiuyu and walked to Song Heming's side, her voice became soft: "Heming, it's not early, let's go in!"

"Good!"

Song Heming agreed with a smile in her ear, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Mu again, as if looking at a clown.

"I really want to know, how stupid and arrogant are you to say this, and how bold are you to disobey my decision to your face?"

Hearing this, Ye Mu shook his head and smiled.

"As you said just now, in the world of martial artists, strength is respected. Ye Mu looked at Song Heming indifferently, with little patience left, and said coldly. "My self-confidence comes from strength! Don't say that you are the eldest or younger of the Song family, even if everyone in your whole family is here, you are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about me! If you make me kneel down and buckle three times, it is enough for me to slaughter your whole family!"

Ye Mu endured again and again today, if it weren't for Nie Wanrong's face, at this time, the gate of Sanlidian City would have already been bleeding.

The so-called Master Brother Mang and the Song family's eldest brother have already become the souls of Ye Mujian.

A bunch of garbage is constantly croaking and provoking in their ears, which is really annoying.

And hearing Ye Mu's answer, even if Song Heming tried his best to control his emotions, his face twitched a little involuntarily.

This little bastard is really looking for death!