......

Ou Xiaoyuan's face was surprised, Dad Li was fine.

"Dad Li, it's mine, I'm Xiao Yuan!"

Xiao Yuan looked at Li Mubai excitedly, his eyes were full of moisture, he had waited too long for this moment.

Daddy Li?

Li Mubai was slightly stunned, and then realized, it seems that Ou Xiaoyuan already knows what happened between Ou Xiaoqian, since this is the case, Li Mubai is not hypocritical.

Li Mubai nodded, "What kind of place is this, why are you here?"

Li Mubai looked at the chaotic crowd around him and couldn't help frowning.

Ou Xiaoyuan's face changed slightly, then he stretched out, and said with a smile: "Dad Li, it's okay!"

"Say, what happened?" Li Mubai felt that something was wrong, something must have happened, otherwise, why did Xiao Yuan do these things.

You must know that Ou Xiaoqian is the president of the European Group, how could Xiao Yuan come out to do such a dangerous thing.

Without waiting for Xiao Yuan to speak, a middle-aged man walked over and said disdainfully: "This is your commission today!"

A picture of Grandpa Mao was still in front of Ou Xiaoyuan by him.

Ou Xiaoyuan looked at the 100 yuan cash that was thrown away, looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Didn't you say that if I win, I will have a commission of 1,000 yuan?"

"A thousand yuan? Hmph, boy, it's already good to give you a hundred yuan, do you really think you're still the young master of the European group?"

"You ......" Ou Xiaoyuan's face was a little ugly, but he didn't dare to do it at all, this middle-aged man was the person in charge of this boxing stadium, if he was lively, not only would he not get this hundred yuan, but even if he didn't think about it in the future, he was even very likely to suffer.

"This hundred yuan is already a lot, and I will break your leg in nonsense!" said the middle-aged man with a sneer.

The eldest young master of the European-style group, hehe, shit!

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of disdain, now that the aura is recovering, as long as he works hard to cultivate, he will have a chance to get ahead, as long as he has enough strength, then he can have everything.

The middle-aged man looked at Ou Xiaoyuan coldly, only to see Ou Xiaoyuan trembling all over, looking at the hundred yuan that was thrown on the ground, if it was before, it was said that he bent down to pick it up, even if he looked at it, he wouldn't have looked at it.

But not now, 100 yuan is a day's food for my mother and little brother!

Seeing Xiao Yuan bend down to pick it up, the contempt in the middle-aged man's eyes became heavier, and suddenly, the middle-aged man took a step forward and stepped on the cash at once.

"Phew!" The middle-aged man spit on his shoes with a mouthful of phlegm, then looked at Ou Xiaoyuan, and said with a sneer: "Wipe it clean, the money is yours!"

The rest of the people were also looking at this, without a trace of sympathy at all, but with excitement on their faces.

Ou Xiaoyuan, who bent down, immediately stopped picking it up, raised his head, and looked at the middle-aged man with an angry face.

Looking at the anger on Ou Xiaoyuan's face, the smile in the middle-aged man's eyes became stronger.

This is naked, naked, naked humiliation!

Ou Xiaoyuan clenched his fists tightly, and angry flames burst out from his eyes, but he was just a martial artist who was not even a congenital martial artist, how could he be the opponent of this innate martial artist in front of him!

"I'm telling you, if you don't do it, don't come in the future!" the middle-aged man said fiercely.

He knew that Ou Xiaoyuan was very short of money now, and he would definitely do what he wanted.

Don't come in the future?

How can this work!

Ou Xiaoyuan's face turned a little pale, if he couldn't come here, it would be worse than humiliating him.

"I ...... Rub!" Ou Xiaoyuan said through gritted teeth.

In the past two years, he has not suffered anything, and this is not the first time that he has been humiliated.

It's just that every time he does it, it hurts like a knife cutting his heart.

If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for not having the talent to cultivate, otherwise he would have cultivated his true qi at this time.

With the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, now only the martial artists who have cultivated the true qi are the real martial artists.

Ou Xiaoyuan is only a cultivator at the peak of the transformation realm now, and if he wants to condense his true qi, it is really not a matter of time and a half.

Ou Xiaoyuan was extremely aggrieved, he knew that even if he didn't do it, he wouldn't be able to resist the other party.

Li Mubai, who was standing behind Ou Xiaoyuan, was already cold.

There was a hint of murder in his eyes, and the middle-aged man was already a dead man in his eyes.

"Xiao Yuan, have you forgotten what you once said?"

Rumble!

Ou Xiaoyuan only felt a banging sound in his head!

What did he say?

"I'm going to be a big hero like Uncle Lee......"

Time seems to have gone back to five years ago, and he looks strong!

Yes, I want to be a hero and protect my mother from being bullied!

But life is difficult, how can it be so simple?

Seeing that Xiao Yuan was about to wipe off the phlegm he spit on his shoes, he was interrupted, which made the middle-aged man full of displeasure, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"What are you, what are you doing standing here, don't you get out of here!" The middle-aged man stared at Li Mubai and said coldly, an ant who didn't seem to have any cultivation, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

He didn't bother to ask before, but he didn't expect this ant to dare to meddle in his own affairs, it was simply looking for death!

"Palm!"

Syllable!

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a hot pain on his face, as if something was growing.

It's swollen!

He didn't even see who made the shot!

Is it the ant in front of you?

The middle-aged man didn't believe it at all, let alone an ant hitting himself, even if he stood here without moving, it was enough to shock him.

"Who did it?" the middle-aged man roared angrily, under the gaze of hundreds of people, the middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy, and there were still people here who dared to beat him.

couldn't find who did it, so the middle-aged man could only pour his anger on Xiao Yuan's body.

"You bastard, don't wipe it quickly!" the middle-aged man yelled at Ou Xiaoyuan.

"Look for death!" Li Mubai was furious, pulled Ou Xiaoyuan behind him, and then slapped him.

"Ant, you dare to do it to me......"

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Li Mubai's palm fell.

Touch!

The man disappeared!

Where did the middle-aged man go?

It's not just that everyone is puzzled, even Ou Xiaoyuan is stunned, a big living person has disappeared alive.

It's so weird!

"No, what do you think that's that?"

"Hey, how can there be a red mist?"

"That'...... That's blood mist!" Finally, a martial artist couldn't help but say in horror, at this time he seemed to understand something, and his face turned pale!

The middle-aged man was directly slapped into a blood mist by Li Mubai's palm.

"Xiao Yuan, let's go, I will never let you suffer again from now on!"

Li Mubai directly led Xiao Yuan through the broken roof and disappeared into the night.

"Immortal, he's an immortal!"

"Walk in the air!"

"This is definitely a cultivation above the Dan Realm!"

(End of chapter)