Zhou Chen smiled and said in a very light tone,

As if just now he just asked again:

Third son, what are we going to eat tonight?

It seems that it is so easy for him to kill someone.

Xu Yuan stared at Xue Yong on the ground with lowered eyes and frowned slightly.

Crossing over, the things he had seen along the way with Ran Qingmo had raised his receptivity to a very high critical point, but the picture in front of him still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It was the first time he had seen someone collapse in front of him in such misery.

In the last second, his eyes were still contemptuous.

The next moment, the whole person's face was already deformed by the pain, and his eyes were cowering and fearful.

Because of fear, Xue Yong tried his best to suppress his screams and try not to disturb the two people around him, but his pale face distorted by pain, as well as his arm that was broken into seven or eight knots by special strength were still clearly visible.

Xu Yuan gathered his mind, looked at Zhou Chen opposite, and chuckled:

"Mr. Zhou is actually willing to help me?"

The meaning of Zhou Chen's shaking of his head just now was obvious, his cultivation at the beginning of the ninth rank was obviously unable to break through Xue Yong, who was at the peak of the sixth-grade iron body.

If he fights, he will bring humiliation on himself.

But Zhou Chen helped him.

Xu Yuan was very surprised by this.

Just like the shadow hiding in the shadows and peeping, Zhou Chen could choose to sit on the wall and watch this matter.

He's deflated here, and it won't affect him in any way.

Zhou Chen picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, and said with a smile:

"Hey, the third prince has invited me to play in this drunken immortal building for so long, I still have to do something."

"Oh, really?"

Xu Yuan smiled noncommittally.

That's really a reason.

As the place of fireworks in Jingjiang City, the drunken immortal building needs to be tattooed with 100 taels of silver once the top floor is contracted for a day's consumption.

The wine and the girl are counted separately, Xu Yuan stayed here for another twenty years, and the silver he sprinkled was at least three thousand taels.

This world is just a little crooked in science and technology, and the productivity is no worse than Xu Yuan's previous life, and even better than it is in some aspects, but ordinary people may not be able to earn more than a dozen taels a year for a family of three.

The basic monthly salary of a big master like Zhou Chen is estimated to be only a few thousand taels.

"Third son, is this person abolished, or killed?" Zhou Chen smiled and asked again.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan stopped digging into it and glanced at Xue Yong, who was like a dead dog on the ground.

In the old man's subsidiary, there would be some old employees in the old man's subsidiary who saw that he was young and liked to disobey him, but in this regard, Xu Yuan only wore small shoes to deduct his salary, and the feud was big, and the other party couldn't get along in the industry.

The thinking of his previous life made Xu Yuan feel that it was enough for Xue Yong to have such a punishment.

But when the words came to his mouth, after Xu Yuan saw the other party's eyes, he swallowed the words silently, chuckled, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the wing.

Made, this Zhou Chen is also testing him.

It seems that he was kidnapped by Ran Qingmo and came back, and there are still too many doubts about getting this body.

With the sensitive and tyrannical nature of the original body, it is impossible for Xue Yong to survive in this situation.

One thing may not affect anything, but it adds up.

Xu Yuan pushed open the door, paused, and glanced back:

"Mr. Zhou, I don't want to see this person again."

With that, he walked out of the wing.

"Hey~"

Zhou Chen looked at Xu Yuan's back and grinned, smiling happier than just now.

And contrary to his smile, the horror in Xue Yong's eyes had overflowed.

He didn't want to die.

He can't die here because of that waste third son!

He was a genius, a genius at the peak of his six-rank iron body at the age of twenty-two.

As long as this protection is completed and he gets the cultivation resources issued by the Xiangguo Mansion, he will definitely be able to break through the five grades.

Fourth Miss values him so much, and he is so young, if his cultivation goes further, there is even a slight possibility of winning the favor of Fourth Miss......

As Xu Yuan's words fell, Xue Yong on the ground immediately endured the pain in his arm, and said quickly with a trembling voice:

"No... No! Zhou worship you can't kill me, I.. Even if I am disrespectful to the third prince this time, it is already the biggest punishment to abolish a hand according to the rules. Zhou enshrined... Weekly offerings! I know it's wrong, if you kill me, according to the rules set by Xiangguo, you will also be punished. ”

“.......”

Listening to Xue Yong's last effort, Zhou Chen restrained his smile and nodded in agreement:

"Well, you're right."

There are no rules, no circle.

As a huge interest group, Xiangguofu naturally cannot have no rules, if any strong person can kill the people below as he wants, this interest group will have already fallen apart.

Xue Yong is a genius, there is no reason to kill a genius at the peak of the sixth-grade iron body, although it is impossible for him Zhou Chen to go to prison, but it is estimated that a year's cultivation resources and annual income will be deducted and he will not be able to escape.

Xue Yong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and tried to squeeze out a smile.

But the next moment,

Zhou Chen suddenly grinned at him and said with a smile:

"But it's the third son who wants to kill you, what does it have to do with me?"

Xue Yong's smile froze.

Zhou Chen looked at Xue Yong's ugly posture, slowly half-squatted in front of him, and shook his head gently:

"Xue Yong, how much do you look down on the third son? I remember that Miss Fourth said that you are very smart, and now you can't see such a simple truth? ”

“........”

Xue Yong was stunned.

Yes, now it's the third prince who wants to kill him, not Zhou Chen.

Is there a price for the third prince to kill him?

Yes, and it's huge.

According to the rules, the third son's monthly money for ten years will be confiscated, and he will have to be whipped and confined in confinement.

Can be confined and confined ?

Who dares to close?

Locked in, these two ancestors dare to use the body of a mortal to compare the head and the wall to which is harder.

Monthly money?

How can a hundred or two months of money be spent in this drunken immortal building every day?

Xue Yong turned his head towards the door, but saw that it was a closed wooden door.

Finished.

The closed sound effect of the Drunken Immortal Building is very good.

Subconsciously run the exercises, and pour like a voice to find the third son to beg for mercy:

"Three ....."

"Smack!"

Zhou Chen seemed to feel bored, and slapped Xue Yong's head directly.

Looking at Xue Yong, who was paralyzed, Zhou Chen got up and called the rest of the nursing homes, casually explained what happened here, and left in the stunned and then frightened eyes of the nursing home.

Out of the wing room, Zhou Chen went straight to the fence of the deep well structure of the Drunken Immortal Building.

Xu Yuanzheng stood here and looked down.

Zhou Chen stood side by side with him, leaning his arms on the guardrail, and said casually:

"Third son, it's solved, but maybe there will be some trouble on the fourth lady's side, after all, she seems to value Xue Yong very much."

Xu Yuan glanced at Zhou Chen sideways, and his voice was a little funny:

"Important? What about it? If it weren't for the fact that her mother insisted on accepting that slut as a righteous daughter, she probably wouldn't know which hook bar to laugh at now. ”