Emperor of Death

Chapter 264 Mr. Accountant
In the restaurant, Dugu Qiu smiled coldly, stared at the calm eyes, and said fiercely: "Boy, kneel in front of me now and slap yourself, if I am satisfied, I can let you leave safely. "

Yechen picked up the chopsticks, picked up a large piece of meat from the big plate on the table, chewed it in his mouth, then took a sip of wine, and ignored Duguqiu in front of him.

For Yechen, he completely lost interest in talking to this idiot in front of him.

"You!" Being completely ignored by Yechen again, Duguqiu was so angry that his whole body trembled slightly.

"Okay, boy, you have the guts to ignore me, Duguqiu." As soon as this sentence fell, Duguqiu stood up suddenly, then turned around, picked up the bench in his hand, and walked towards Yechen's body. He smashed his head hard, and shouted sharply, "Boy, let you taste the consequences of offending me."

The bench hit the air and didn't fall down, but Yechen's hand grabbed the bench's legs and couldn't fall down.

Yechen smiled coldly, grabbed the leg of the bench and pulled it back. Duguqiu took advantage of the situation and was pulled by Yechen. His body lost his balance, and he subconsciously looked for a table for support. Duguqiu only felt that this force could not be resisted at all. When he realized it, he was already lying on the table.

Then, Yechen's right leg was raised high, and then landed on Duguqiu's head, stepping on his head, making him unable to move.

Duguqiu's eyes also widened instantly at this moment. He did not expect that he would suffer such a great humiliation. Being stepped on by Yechen's foot on the face was even more embarrassing than being slapped in the face. What's more, there were his classmates behind him watch.

Such shame and humiliation made Duguqiu feel endless killing intent in his heart, and the face stepped on by Yechen let out a fierce roar: "Boy, I will definitely cut you into pieces."

"Oh!" Yechen replied coldly, and slammed down the bench in his hand.

"Boom!" The bench hit Dugu Qiu's head, the ground was torn apart, and sawdust flew around.

The head was smashed, and blood flowed out from the wound, slowly staining Dugu Qiu's ferocious face red.

"Ah!" Because of the severe pain and humiliation, Dugu Qiu uttered a sky-shattering roar, the entire second floor was startled, and countless people cast their gazes over.

Duguqiu turned his face sideways, seeing everyone's reactions in his eyes, which made him feel like he had been insulted even more. He growled and wanted to resist, but Yechen's feet pressed down on his face like a mountain, making him resist no.

"Not good!" Yue Ziming said in a deep voice, he had been watching Dugu Qiu's movements, seeing that Dugu Qiu had suffered such a big loss, naturally he couldn't sit still, and a group of people hurried downstairs.

Zhang Ning sat silently in his seat without getting up, looked at Yechen in the distance, clenched his fists tightly, his nails got into his flesh, and said in a deep voice, "How can he be so strong? Even Duguqiu is no match for him. How did you practice?"

Originally, Zhang Ning thought that when he met Hydelin, he was taught by a famous teacher and had countless resources, and he was in sight of revenge, but now he found that there was still a big gap between himself and him.

"No matter what, this revenge must be avenged. If you can't avenge it now, you must avenge it in the future." Zhang Ning gritted his teeth and said to himself, "For my Zhang family, for my obsession, I must kill him with my own hands."

Immediately lowering his head, Zhang Ning picked up the wine glass, put it on his red lips and sipped it silently, as if it had nothing to do with him, and ignored Yue Ziming and others.

On the second floor, Yue Ziming led Sun Xing and Nan Gongpo, and rushed to Yechen in a hurry. Before he got close, a silver light appeared on Yue Ziming's palm, and he rushed towards Yechen immediately.

"Stop!" A loud shout exploded in everyone's ears, a bench flew from a distance, blocking Yue Ziming's front, Yue Ziming slapped the bench hard, nothing happened to the bench , and Yue Ziming stepped back three steps after bearing the impact of the bench.

"Who!" Yue Ziming said viciously.

A middle-aged man in gray cloth appeared from the stairs. He didn't walk fast, with his hands clasped behind his back, but as soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of the audience.

Yue Ziming's gaze also instantly fixed on him.

A powerful aura was faintly revealed on his body, and this frightening aura of hesitation alone made Yue Ziming's face very ugly.

King Wu!This is a martial arts master.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and said calmly: "My friends, please take care of me and don't do anything in the restaurant, okay?"

Although it was in a negotiating tone, there was an undeniable arrogance in the words.

Yue Ziming turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and said coldly: "Are you the owner of the restaurant?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "No, I'm just an accountant. These trivial matters are not enough for our boss to come forward."

"Hiss~" Countless people gasped, a cashier is so scary, how terrible is his boss?
Yue Ziming heard the words, and said coldly: "Do you know my identity?"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "I don't know, but if you insist on doing something here, I can only stop you."

Yue Ziming snorted coldly: "I am the son of the head of Shifang Sect, do you still want to take care of this matter?"

"Shifang Gate?" The middle-aged man's tone was still very light, "I heard that, but even if your ancestors who sit at the gate of the mountain come here, they can't control the affairs of our restaurant. As for you, hehe, it's even worse. too far."

King Wu had the arrogance of King Wu, and being threatened by Yue Ziming in such a way, his face showed a trace of displeasure.

"You!" Yue Ziming wanted to get angry, but facing the might of a Martial King put him under tremendous pressure.

Zhang Ning didn't know when he came to Yue Ziming's side, and said softly: "Brother, let's save face for the owner of this restaurant, he is just a small person, we will deal with it next time."

The middle-aged man cast his eyes on Ye Chen again, and said calmly: "This guest officer, although the other party made the first move, can you let go of your foot for the sake of my subordinates?"

Yechen laughed, let go of his feet, and said calmly: "I haven't taken a hundred altars of good wine yet, so naturally I have to give this face."

Dugu Qiu felt a lightness on his head, and immediately stood up, gathering the power of death with his right hand, and slammed Ye Chen's face fiercely.

Yechen sneered, looking at Duguqiu like a fool.

The middle-aged man on the side snorted coldly, and suddenly swung the sleeve of his right hand out, turning into a force that sent Dugu Qiu flying, and threw Dugu Qiu down from the restaurant. Do it, if you still want to do it now, you really don't pay attention to me?"

Zhang Ning hurriedly said from the side: "Brothers, go and see Brother Dugu's injuries, it's important to save people."

Yue Ziming said viciously to Yechen: "Boy, don't let me meet you again next time." After putting down these harsh words, Yue Ziming and the others found a step and hurried downstairs.

(End of this chapter)