Chapter 5: Punishment of the Heart
"Hmph!" Zhao Yuan snorted coldly and shook his fan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
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A moonblade sonic wave flew out from behind the cloud veil, crashed into the hidden weapon, and the fan bone was nailed to the table in front of Jun Wuwu.
"Hey, I'll go. Jun Wuwu was so frightened that he fell down from the chair: "You turtle son, scared your father to death." ā
Everyone gasped, they didn't expect that Mo Qianxin was actually a cultivator, and the entire Fenghua Building was in shock.
"Feel the murderous aura and trigger the mission: kill. Reward: Murderous spirit. Every time you kill someone, you have a little more murderous aura, and the murderous aura can take people's hearts and make people fearful. Badass Quote: When the badass hands are covered with blood, the world will tremble. ā
Jun Wuwu just got up from the ground, and the strange villain system in his head sounded again. Every mission was so bizarre that he was a little speechless. But he is no stranger to murder.
"You turtle son, dare to scare your father, I will duel with you. Jun Wuwu pointed at Zhao Yuan and said angrily, this anger is not pretended, if Mo didn't make a move just now, I'm afraid he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.
As soon as Jun Wuwu's words came out, everyone on the field was stunned, looking at Jun Wuwu like a fool. was scared from the stool and sat on the ground twice, this kind of person duel with Zhao Yuan, isn't this looking for death?
In the Dragon Kingdom, Zhao Yuan is considered an amazing cultivation genius, as long as he breaks through, he can participate in the assessment and selection in the coming year and enter the fantasy world that everyone dreams of.
It was the first time they had heard that a young man dared to duel with Zhao Yuan.
"Huh. Zhao Yuan glanced behind Yunsha and was a little surprised, but he didn't look at Jun Wuwu: "How do you want to duel?"
"Fenghualou only talks about Fengyue, and does not use swords. A voice came from the clouds: "This is Fenghua Building, and there is no blood." ā
When Zhao Yuan heard this, his brows furrowed, he could hear that this sentence was aimed at him, and he had sent a secret weapon just now, which had already made Mo Qian unhappy.
"It's good not to see the blood, fight with your bare hands, do you dare to duel with me?" Jun Wuwu looked like a scoundrel.
"Miss Mo, since this person wants to duel with me so much, it's impossible for me not to agree, right?" The corners of Zhao Yuan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Mo Yuanxin, looking for death by himself wearing a mask, he was happy to teach him a lesson.
"Stage. A faint voice came from behind the veil.
In the open space in the center of the hall, a stone platform slowly rises. This is a place for the maiko of the Fukalou to dance, and it is now in good use.
"No weapons shall be used. Mo's heartfelt voice contains an unmistakable taste.
"Take it. Zhao Yuan handed the fan in his hand to the entourage next to him, jumped forward, and landed steadily on the martial platform.
"Yoh, there are two hits. Wait until you call Dad, it's too late to regret it now, otherwise don't cry your nose later. Jun Wuwu didn't have much confidence in his voice.
"Really, then you can come up and beat me up and call me Daddy. I'm going to beat you up for grandpa. Zhao Yuan rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly.
"What's my name?" Jun Wuwu swaggered and jumped onto the stage.
"Grandpa. ā
"Good grandson, I was your father just now, and now I call me grandpa. But I don't have a stupid grandson like you, and I'm insulting. It's better to be your father, educate and educate you to be a man. ā
The conversation between the two made a burst of laughter from below.
Zhao Yuan realized that something was wrong, and his face was so black that he could wring out water: "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp." He snorted coldly and greeted Jun Wuwu in the face without hesitation.
"Hey, I'll go. Jun Wuwu was taken aback, and a donkey rolled around, avoiding Zhao Yuan's fist: "How did you practice this punch with a big sandbag?" Jun Wuwu patted his chest and looked at Zhao Yuan.
"You'll know how to do it later. Zhao Yuan saw Jun Wuwu's cowardice, and sneered.
"Huh???Don't hit me, don't hit me. Jun Wuwu shouted as he dodged Zhao Yuan's attack.
Every time he almost hit Jun Wuwu, this feeling made Zhao Yuan very depressed. The attack did not stop, but became faster and faster, and still did not touch Jun Wuwu.
Jun Wuwu's dodging posture is very indecent, rolling and jumping, as long as he can dodge, he doesn't care about the image at all. In the eyes of outsiders, this was a very embarrassing beating by Zhao Yuan.
"Hey, I'll go, if you come back, your father will be angry, and the consequences will be serious. Jun Wuwu hid in the corner of the stage, pointing at Zhao Yuan with an angry face.
Zhao Yuan's path has been figured out just now, and the next thing is his counterattack. What he has to do is not let people see what he is capable of. That low-key feeling of a pig eating a tiger is the most fun.
Zhao Yuan's strength is very strong, and he has cultivated Xuan Li, but the tricks are flashy, and Xuan Li cannot be released yet, as long as he doesn't hit it hard, he will not be in danger. A guy with no actual combat experience, he can't kill you, and he doesn't call you worry-free.
Jun Wuwu smiled cheaply in his heart.
"Hmph. Zhao Yuan snorted coldly and rushed towards Jun Wuwu, this guy with a mask, he felt disgusted when he saw it.
"Whew, don't hit me. Jun Wuwu screamed, his body flashed, and it looked like he had hit Zhao Yuan uncontrollably.
Zhao Yuan's face changed, his body lost his balance and fell out.
"Ahh It hurts. Jun Wuwu grabbed his hand and grabbed it on Zhao Yuan's chest.
Tear up......
The sound of the fabric being torn sounded, Zhao Yuan fell to the ground, and Jun Wuwu also 'fell' to the ground, wailing all over the ground, as if he had suffered a great pain.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, don't hit your father, okay?" Jun Wuwu got up, grinning his teeth and getting up: "Turtle son, the quality of your clothes is too poor, the goods are on the road, and the fabric will be returned to you." Jun Wuwu threw the palm-sized fabric to Zhao Yuan.
"Hey, turtle son, I didn't see it, your ** is so small, so dark, and there are a few hairs. ā
As soon as Jun Wuwu's words fell, the crowd watching the play under the stage was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuan's chest. Immediately afterwards, the audience erupted in crazy laughter, and many people who drank alcohol directly sprayed their faces and laughed heartily.
Zhao Yuan's left chest was missing, just revealing a *** look Just as Jun Wuwu said, this ridicule made them really unable to hold back.
"I'm going to kill you. Zhao Yuan felt insulted like never before, his anger drowned his reason, and he rushed towards Jun Wufu.
"Eh, didn't I pay you back the fabric? It was an accident, an accident. Who told you that your clothes were of bad quality? Jun Wuwu shouted as he dodged, but his attention was on Zhao Yuan's attack.
Now Zhao Yuan's attack was out of order, and he was obviously carried away by anger.
"Come on, your father, my dragon claw hand is unparalleled in the world. Jun Wuwu made a gesture and gestured with his paws: "Do you dare to come, see your father's super invincible dragon claw hand." Jun Wuwu saw a gap, hit Zhao Yuan's body, and his hand poked into Zhao Yuan's right chest.
Tear it up!
The two collided again, which looked more like an accident, but Jun Wuwu had multiple palm-sized pieces of cloth on his hands.
"It was an accident, believe it or not? It was an accident, I promise, it was an accident. The cloth is back to you. Jun Wuwu looked at Zhao Yuan, who was familiar with the fire, threw away the fabric in his hand, and suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, turtle son, why is your right ** so big, and it is pink, hairless, and asymmetrical on both sides." ā
"Huh?"
Everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuan's chest again, but they couldn't help it, this picture was so beautiful, they couldn't help it when they thought about it. Many people slapped the table with a smile, and even covered their stomachs and laughed.
"No, my mouth is cramping. Wowha......"
Li Qingwu, who was dressed as a man, saw this scene and subconsciously lowered her chest. She is a little familiar with this trick, and she suffered the loss of this trick today, but that bastard is touching, and now it has become a catch.
Li Qingwu's beautiful eyes looked at Jun Wuwu with a mask in disbelief, this figure became more familiar the more he looked at it, and the voice was also familiar, but he was not sure that it was Jun Wuwu.
Jun Wuwu is a well-known waste gentleman in Kyoto, and he can't help the wind, but the guy with the mask on the stage doesn't look weak at all.
"Jun Wuwu, are you a shameless bastard?" Thinking of being treated lightly by Jun Wuwu, Li Qingwu's eyes were on fire, she had already made up her mind to settle accounts with Jun Wuwu, a bastard.
Jun Wuwu didn't know that he was almost exposed, and looked at Zhao Yuan with a smug expression: "I said it all, your father and my dragon claw hand are very powerful." It's too late to beg for mercy now, or next time Dad spanks you. ā
"I, I want you, die!" Zhao Yuan's voice of gritting teeth popped out of his face, and his eyes were bloodshot and looked at Jun Wuwu. This is a great shame for him, and if he doesn't kill this masked guy, he will become the laughing stock of Kyoto.
"Whew, it hurts. Come back. ā
Zhao Yuan's fist grazed Jun Wuwu's chest, he didn't feel the hit, but Jun Wuwu screamed so miserably, it didn't look like a fake. The appearance of this acting made Zhao Yuan's lungs almost explode.
"Woo, woo, stop fighting. Turtle son, you will be punished if you beat your father. ā
The audience below was speechless for a while, they were beaten so miserably, and they were still in the mood to take advantage of their mouths, this strange thing was also slippery enough.
However, Zhao Yuan on the stage was so angry that he vomited blood, and he didn't hit, this guy was all pretending.
Thinking that he had been tricked, this guy pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, Zhao Yuan held his breath in his heart.
"Whew, it hurts. Jun Wuwu dodged Zhao Yuan's attack and slammed his body into Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan's body lost its balance again.
Jun Wuwu didn't stop, and got behind Zhao Yuan: "Look at Daddy's dragon claw hand, spank your ass." ā
Tear up......
The sound of clothes breaking came to mind again, and the audience who saw this scene felt a chill in their buttocks, and a chill in their spines, and they didn't have to think about it to know what was going on. No one laughed this time, it was too ruthless, killing people, punishing the heart, this masked person is going to punish the heart. Defeat Zhao Yuan psychologically, and this person will be abolished.
"Wow, turtle son, your ass is so white. ā
"You, you, you, puff......" Zhao Yuan stood up with his buttocks covered, angry, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight on the stage.
"Uh, you all testify, he vomited blood himself, it's none of my business, I didn't hit him. Jun Wuwu pointed at Zhao Yuan with an anxious face.
"Young Master. A person ran down from the private room on the second floor, hurriedly took off his clothes to cover Zhao Yuan, and called a few people to carry Zhao Yuan out of Fenghua Building.
"I need to get out of here. "Jun Wuwu sneaked off the stage.
"Come with us. As soon as Jun Wuwu ran to the door, he was stopped by four big men.
"If you don't go, can you?" Jun Wuwu took a few steps back.
"No, I can't. The four big men surrounded Jun Wuwu.
"Good, good. If the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, I'll go with you. As soon as Jun Wuwu agreed, he was left by several big men with his arms on his hands.
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