"Get lost. How dare a few lowly ants block the Young Prince's way. Are you tired of living?"
An old man with a big belly scolded. With a slap, Mo Ying's servants were sent flying far away and fell to the ground. One side of their faces was swollen and blood was flowing from their mouths.
Behind the old man with a big belly, a young man in luxurious clothes with a sinister face walked in.
"Spare my life, Young Prince. I'm not lying. Miss Mo Ying is cultivating in seclusion. She told us not to disturb her no matter what."
A servant girl in her twenties knelt on the ground and said, trembling.
"Not to disturb her? Who does Mo Ying think she is? It's her blessing that the Young Prince came to see her personally. What's more important than the Young Prince? Hurry up and report it. Otherwise, I'll kill all of you. "
The old man with a big belly shouted coldly and looked at the servant girl with a ferocious expression.
"Young Prince, Miss Mo is really …"
Before the servant girl could continue, the old man with a big belly lost his patience and shouted, "You're courting death!"
Bam!
The old man with a big belly slapped the other side of the servant girl's face. The servant girl screamed and flew far away. When she fell to the ground, she was already unconscious.
When the other servants saw this, they were trembling in fear.
"Hurry up and ask your Miss to come out. Otherwise, she'll be the next example."
The old man with a big belly pointed at the servant girl and said coldly.
Creak!
At this moment, Mo Ying's door opened. Lu Ming and Mo Ying walked out of the room.
When the Young Prince saw Lu Ming and Mo Ying walking out of Mo Ying's room together, he was stunned. Then, his handsome face was completely distorted. He pointed at Lu Ming and screamed, "Little bastard, little bastard, how dare you enter Mo Ying's room. What are the two of you doing in there? Damn it, damn it! "
"And you, little bitch, I'm here to see you. Not only did you stand me up, you even shut yourself in for seven days and refused to see me. I was wondering why. So it turns out that you're together with this little bastard. I'm going to kill you all. "
"Hey, who are you? Why are you barking like a mad dog? Did you take the wrong medicine? Also, the two of us aren't married yet. We're just hiding in our rooms and doing what we need to do. What does that have to do with you?"
Lu Ming said indifferently as he glanced sideways at the young prince.
The little prince almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Lu Ming actually dared to talk to him like that. Did he eat a flood dragon's gallbladder?
Also, the little prince really wanted to yell that it was none of his f * cking business. Of course, he forced himself to hold back.
"Brat, do you know who I am?"
The little prince took a deep breath and said slowly.
He reckoned that Lu Ming still didn't know who he was. He wanted to announce his name to scare Lu Ming. At that time, he would kill Lu Ming and let him know what regret was.
"Who are you? What does that have to do with me? "
Lu Ming said indifferently.
"You …"
The little prince was stunned. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and said, "Listen carefully. I'm the only son of the Zhennan Prince, the little prince of the Zhennan Prince's residence."
Then, the little prince looked at Lu Ming proudly, hoping to see fear, panic, and fear on Lu Ming's face.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Lu Ming didn't react at all, as if he had heard the name of a cat or a dog. Lu Ming said indifferently, "So you're the son of the Zhennan Prince. It turns out that the sons of the Zhennan Prince are all idiots."
"What … what did you say? You're courting death. You're courting death! "
The little prince was trembling with anger. He pointed at Lu Ming and kept shouting.
"Ah Bi!"
At this time, Mo Ying rushed to the front of the unconscious servant girl and checked her injuries.
Then she looked at the little prince angrily and said, "Little prince, Ah Bi was just following my orders. Aren't you too heavy-handed?"
"Heavy-Handed? Mo Ying, she's just a lowly servant girl. She doesn't know her place. How dare she make excuses in front of me. I'm disciplining her for you. "
The little prince gritted his teeth to calm himself down and said coldly.
"You …"
Mo Ying's face was livid with anger.
"What place? You keep calling others lowly. In my opinion, you're just a good-for-nothing who relies on your father's power. "
Lu Ming said indifferently.
"How dare you! You lowly ant! How dare you call me a good-for-nothing? You're offending your superiors and committing a heinous crime. No one can save you today. I swear I'm not a man if I don't kill you. "
The little prince screamed hysterically.
Lu Ming dared to call him a good-for-nothing? A lowly ant dared to call him a good-for-nothing. Rebellion, rebellion.
"Isn't it? You think you're superior to others. What do you rely on? Power or strength? "
Lu Ming sneered.
"I have power and strength. I'm born noble. How can you lowly ants compare to me?"
The little prince yelled.
"Is that so? If that's the case, you're just a piece of lowly sh * t in front of me. "
Lu Ming said.
"What? What did you say? Damn it. Kill, kill him. I'm going to grind his bones to dust, skin him, and pull out his tendons. "
The little prince screamed crazily.
"Die, you little bastard!"
The potbellied old man had been holding back for a long time. At this moment, he roared and slapped Lu Ming's face.
Although he was fat, he was as fast as lightning. His cultivation had reached the third Martial Ancestor Realm.
In an instant, he was close to Lu Ming and was about to slap Lu Ming's face.
"Brother Lu, be careful! Dodge! "
Mo Ying exclaimed.
However, Lu Ming stood there motionlessly.
Just as the potbellied old man's slap was about to land on Lu Ming's face, Lu Ming kicked out.
It was impossible to describe how fast this kick was. When the kick was sent out, it arrived first even though it was launched later. It landed heavily on the round belly of the potbellied old man.
His stomach had sunk in like a rubber ball, and his eyeballs were popping out like a dead fish.
Ah!
With a scream, the potbellied old man flew backward like a bloated rubber ball.
Whoosh!
Lu Ming moved and caught up with the potbellied old man in an instant, giving him a slap.
Slap!
A crisp slap was heard. The potbellied old man was sent spinning in the air by Lu Ming's slap and landed heavily on the ground.
Boom!
A human-shaped pit appeared on the ground. The potbellied old man was lying in the pit and twitching non-stop. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth.
The whole place was silent.
Everyone stared blankly at Lu Ming, including Mo Ying.
The potbellied old man of the third Martial Ancestor Realm was beaten half to death by Lu Ming as if he was an ant.
Lu Ming was such a terrifying expert?
Previously, although Mo Ying knew that Lu Ming was very powerful, she had originally guessed that Lu Ming should only be slightly stronger than her. However, at this moment, she knew that she was wrong. Ridiculously wrong. Lu Ming's strength was far beyond her imagination.
"Well done!"
Mo Ying's subordinates roared in their hearts. They were extremely satisfied.
Previously, the potbellied old man was so arrogant and treated them like ants. Now, he was like a dead dog.
"Little bastard, how dare you hit my man? How dare you!"
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