The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 722 The trivial meaning is not enough

"Father...you...have you lost your mind and gone crazy?"

"Why are you so afraid of this country bumpkin..."

Yuwen Xiaotian is very wronged at this moment!Very wronged!
He was beaten!He was beaten so badly!

If someone else hit him, he wouldn't say anything!
But this time, it was his father who beat him!
He hasn't figured anything out yet!It's just a pounding when you come up...

Is there such a thing?
"You know shit!"

"The person in front of you is the Lord of the Emperor's Hall of the Ninth Rank Force!"

"He can kill even a nine-star king-level quasi-true king! If he wants to kill you, isn't it easy?"

"You idiot! You still want to compete with Palace Master Fang Fan... You won't be wronged if you are killed!"

Yuwen Wenzhou kicked in the back again.

Then he walked up to Fang Fan with a look of hospitality.

"Shopkeeper Fang Fan, I have no way to teach my son!"

"My idiot son offended you, if you are really angry... kill him!"

Yuwen Wenzhou gritted his teeth, and now he can only throw all his eggs in one bet!

Fang Fan saw the reaction of the father and son, and found it quite funny...

Up to now, are you still acting in front of him?

This son is really not a thing, but this Laozi... seems to be okay in his life.

"Is it?"

"Then kill it!"

Fang Fan spoke calmly, with an indescribable indifference and casualness in his voice.

Yuwen Wenzhou's body trembled, and he couldn't help showing embarrassment on his face...

"Hall Master Fang Fan...if...if it is possible, please... please forgive his dog's life!"

"After all, this is my only son. If you have any needs... I, the Shaohao clan, will do my best to satisfy you!"

"The wealth of our Shaohao clan is definitely not comparable to yours, but this is also a little bit of our intention..."

Cold sweat broke out on Yuwen Wenzhou's face, Fang Fan's reaction was beyond his expectation...

How can this work...

If things are really dealt with like this, his son will be cold...

Beats are beaten, scolded are scolded, but the affection for his son... is indeed true.

"Is it"

Fang Fan silently received the storage ring delivered by Yu Wenhuazhou, the patriarch of the Shaohao clan, with a slight smile on his face.

"Ha ha……"

"A young patriarch is worth a million god crystals?"

"Then it's better...kill it!"

Fang Fan glanced at Yuwen Wenzhou, the patriarch of the Shaohao clan.

Millions of divine crystals, how about dismissing the beggars?
Races at the level of the Lianyi Human Race even have a wealth of millions of god crystals.

Although the Shaohao clan is not a ninth-rank power, there are still nine-star king-level quasi-true king powerhouses at any rate!

That's all?It's clear that he didn't pay attention to him!
"No, no, no... Hall Master Fang Fan wait a moment!"

"That...that's just a little meaning..."

"I'm here, and there's a lot of meaning."

Yuwen Wenzhou sighed secretly, this time he fell into it.

Seeing Fang Fan like this, it is obvious that he is not satisfied with this number!
That's right, people of this level can even get involved with the Golden Seat Inspector of the Holy Heaven Alliance, so how can they care about such a small amount of money?
"Father, why have you become so cowardly now? Are you still the father who makes me proud?"

Just when Yuwen Wenzhou was restless, Yuwen Xiaotian suddenly raised his head unwillingly and yelled.

Yuwen Wenzhou was worrying that he had no place to vent his anger, but when he saw this Nizi, he couldn't hold back and slapped him.

Snapped……

"Stop talking nonsense! Kneel down to labor!"

(End of this chapter)