The fist that seemed to carry the power of a tsunami.
Ye Zichen effortlessly caught the punch, which seemed as if it wanted to destroy the entire shop.
Wei Hu's subordinates all opened their eyes wide … As they watched Ye Zichen easily catch his fist, their hearts were filled with shock.
This is impossible! In the entire Liberation City, there were very few people who could take Wei Hu's fist.
At the very most, they could be counted on two hands.
"Hmm?
！”
"Again."
The man with long braids, who was taking a walk in the city, squinted his eyes.
"This time, it feels a bit far. Should we go and take a look?
Why does he dare to use so much strength? Is he really not afraid of other people feeling it? "
"The God Race already has a small population."
"Should we go and take a look?"
The man who stood in the middle of the street had a conflicted look in his eyes. He didn't see anything the last time he went. He wasted a lot of time, so much so that it was already cold by the time he went back to eat barbecue.
However … Any one of their colleagues was a treasure to them.
Although they might not live in the same race, he couldn't just ignore them now that he met them. He clearly remembered the teachings of his ancestors.
"Let's go and take a look!"
The man with long braids rubbed his nose, then waved his hand to call a carriage driver.
"To the merchant street!"
Within the shop … Ye Zichen held Wei Hu's fist with a relaxed gaze.
"You …" Wei Hu also looked at Ye Zichen, who had a smile in his eyes, in shock.
"I what?
！”
"Tell me, what can you do with your embroidered fists? You talk tough, but you can't do it, can you?"
With that, Ye Zichen suddenly tightened his grip.
A cracking sound was heard from Wei Hu's arm, and his eyes turned red.
"Ahhh …" Intense pain coursed through Wei Hu's entire body, stimulating his nerves.
"Why did you shout out in pain?"
"Didn't you want to hit me just now? You don't seem to be able to now."
"Let go of Hu-ge!"
All of the thugs in the shop rushed over.
Dong dong dong! In less than half a minute, the several dozen thugs all laid on the ground with pained expressions.
At the same time, Ye Zichen let go of Wei Hu's arm.
Wei Hu, who had just been freed …. He fell to the ground and clutched his arm with his left hand, then looked at Ye Zichen with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Are we still going to fight?"
Ye Zichen squinted his eyes and smiled. Wei Hu took a deep breath.
"You … You're at the level of 10 billion!"
Although Wei Hu was just a part-time worker, he had followed the boss above him for so many years, and he had gotten to the point where he had billions of points.
At his level … he might not be able to use his connections to intimidate others in other cities, but in Liberation City, he was as rare as a phoenix feather or a unicorn horn.
But he never would have thought.
He was actually able to encounter an almighty being at the level of ten billion in Liberation City.
"Heh, ten billion?
！”
Ye Zichen squinted his eyes and twitched his mouth. "Do you think I only have ten billion?"
"Then what else can you be?
！”
Wei Hu was well aware of how many points he had. If Ye Zichen had a hundred billion, then he had no way of attacking him.
He was qualified to attack, but he wasn't his opponent.
This was the proof of ten billion yuan.
"Why do you care what I am?
！”
Ye Zichen pursed his lips and shrugged. "I just want to ask you, do you still want to fight me?"
"I don't."
Wei Hu's answer was very straightforward.
If he knew he wasn't Ye Zichen's opponent and still insisted on fighting, then he was simply a fool.
At first, he didn't know what level Ye Zichen was at.
Now that he knew, he naturally had to be more obedient.
In the Ancestral Dragon Clan, the points system was very clear.
If you had fewer points, then you had to be more obedient.
"That's quite an honest answer."
"I'm not stupid enough to argue with someone at the level of ten billion. What do you want now? Are you going to stick your nose into this mess?
I have to remind you, although you have ten billion yuan …. Our boss has a trillion yuan. If he wants to crush you … Ugh …. "Before Wei Hu could finish, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.
He clutched his stomach and fell to the ground. Ye Zichen cracked his neck and laughed, "Can't you see the situation clearly? You're still talking about people at a time like this?
Do you think there's any point?
I don't care who your boss is. What does that have to do with me?
What I want right now is compensation for my shop! You broke my door, so don't you have to compensate me? "
"How do you want me to compensate?"
Wei Hu clutched his stomach and looked up at Ye Zichen with a pained expression.
"It depends on your sincerity."
Ye Zichen pulled out a chair and sat down. "Or rather, it depends on how many points you think your life is worth."
As soon as he said that …. Ye Zichen's eyes flashed with a demonic smile.
Even Wei Hu, who'd dominated the Ancestral Dragon Clan for over a hundred years, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
He felt a chill run down his spine.
He sat on the ground like he was sitting on pins and needles! "You want to kill me?
！”
"No, how could I possibly kill you?"
Ye Zichen patted him on the shoulder and shrugged. "Don't be so nervous. Although I've killed quite a few people, I'm still rather resistant to it.
But …. Didn't you want to kill me?
We have an old saying: it's impolite not to reciprocate.
Right, what did your subordinates say?
Feed me to the dogs, bury me alive, or chop me up into animal feed. I can give you a choice. "
"You …." "Shh."
Ye Zichen gestured for Wei Hu to be silent.
"Don't be angry. Anger will only make you look pitiful.
If you don't want to die, then obediently hand over your points and I'll let you live. "
"Do you know who I work for?"
Wei Hu shouted.
"Hah, what does that have to do with me?
Even if you work for the Master of Judgement, here …. Either you pay up or you die! Do you understand? "
Ye Zichen grabbed Wei Hu by the hair, his eyes completely emotionless. "My patience is limited. Don't provoke me again, okay?"
"Fifty million!"
Wei Hu gnashed his teeth and shouted.
"Your life is only worth fifty million?
！”
Ye Zichen's expression was filled with disdain. He rubbed his nose. "That's a bit too little."
Wei Hu knelt on the ground and clenched his right fist.
A broken door.
Fifty million wasn't enough! He was too greedy.
But now that his life was in Ye Zichen's hands, he could only suppress his fury.
"A hundred million."
"Not enough!"
"Two hundred million."
"Not quite enough."
"Five hundred million!"
Wei Hu's eyes were bloodshot. When he looked up, his eyes were filled with savagery.
Ye Zichen looked at him with a smile, then squinted his eyes and slapped him.
"Who told you to look at me like that?"
Ye Zichen smacked Wei Hu so hard that he lost a tooth, then pursed his lips and laughed softly.
Ye Zichen pursed his lips and laughed, "How about this, I'll give you a number!"
"I …" "I want it all!"
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