90,000 Years of Longevity

In addition to her ugly face, Pu Qingyin didn't have much fear on her face.

These years, she brought a lot of people and had also seen many troublemakers like Guan Zihao.

But every time, the troublemakers had no good end. She still knew her father's ability.

Now, she just wanted to deliberately make things difficult for Ye Bei, otherwise, at this time, she would have run to the kitchen to find Pu Donghuang.

"Hey, Ye Bei, can you speak for me! Do you really want to watch me be taken away by them?" The atmosphere gradually changed in the lobby. When it was cold, Pu Qingyin said deliberately.

Ye Bei said nothing.

He put one hand on the folding fan and held the chopsticks in the other hand. Then, as if no one was around, he ate a piece of food for himself.

"This guy is quite abnormal!"

"This is the first time I have seen such a calm person. He doesn't put Brother Hao in his eyes at all."

"The more I look at him, the more I feel that he is not simple and feel uneasy all over my body."

Among the people who came with him, some of them muttered softly in their hearts, and their bodies continued to shrink back.

Of course, there were also some people with poor eyesight who took the initiative to step forward.

"Hey, handsome guy, your girlfriend is talking to you, is this dish so delicious?"

"Yes! Your girlfriend is so beautiful, but you don't care? Or are you not a man at all?"

"Haha... he can't be deaf, can he?"

Those who stepped forward laughed unscrupulously.

At this time, the complacency on Guan Zihao's face was naturally even greater.

"Beauty, why doesn't your boyfriend have any reaction? But this is also good... how about you go with this brother now? Don't worry, your brother can guarantee that as long as you stay with brother this evening, you will feel heavenly readily."

The corner of Guan Zihao's mouth curled up with a lewd smile. He looked at Pu Qingyin with a wretched voice.

"Ye Bei! You..."

Pu Qingyin glared at Guan Zihao, then looked at Ye Bei, stomping his feet gently on the ground, his tone was a little bit of dissatisfaction, and a bit of disappointment that was not easily detectable.

Ye Bei remained silent.

Regardless of Pu Qingyin's approach, she was just a jumping clown like Guan Zihao next to him.

It was even more difficult than climbing heaven to cause any emotional fluctuations in Ye Bei.

This feeling was very mysterious. It was as if when he was eating, there were several ants on the ground yelling at him.

But he did not hear anything at all and there was no need to take care of it too.

"Hahaha..." Seeing that Ye Bei didn't respond, Guan Zihao laughed unscrupulously. "Beauty, can't you see it? Your boyfriend is either pretending to be stupid and he doesn't want to talk to you or he is scared of us, so there is a mental problem. In short, this guy is just a coward... what's the future of following him? Look at me..."

Speaking of which, the pride on Guan Zihao's face became more and more visible.

Then he turned his head slightly and gestured to an underling next to him.

The underling was young, his hair was dyed red, and his face was full of a "self-respectful" look.

After he got instructions from Guan Zihao, he stepped forward decisively.

When Ye Bei stretched out his chopsticks and was about to pick up vegetables, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and with a clatter, he overturned the plate of vegetables on the table to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the vegetables splashed to the floor while it was covered with broken plates.

This mess appeared, the scene fell into silence abruptly as if any sound suddenly disappeared.

Pu Qingyin, who was instinctively angry, slightly opened her mouth, feeling that something was wrong, and her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.

Guan Zihao was also breathing heavily. While staring at Ye Bei, he felt a sense of anxiety in his heart, but at this moment he, couldn't even understand what was going on.

As for the friends behind him...

Even the people who clamored very badly just now took a few steps back, and instinctively wrapped their clothes tightly with their hands.

"Why? Not convinced, right?" Perhaps the atmosphere was too tense. After a few seconds of silence, the man who threw the dishes off mustered his courage and screamed fiercely. "Why don't you continue to eat your food? Now, I command you to eat all the food on the ground!"

"Are you talking to me?"

At this time, Ye Bei gently put down his chopsticks. With those extremely indifferent eyes, he looked at the red-haired young man.

"Damn! So you're not dumb! Since you can speak clearly, so what kind of pretense are you doing here?" The red-haired man growled again. "It seems that if I won't teach you a lesson today, the sky will be overturned by the gods!"

Speaking of this, he also raised his hand and punched Ye Bei's body.

Just when his hand was less than ten centimeters away from Ye Bei, a calm voice rang in his ears.

"Court death."

This voice was very weak as if just stating something.

But when that sound dropped, a breath of solemnity spread in the lobby without warning.

"You…"

The red-haired man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but then, his voice was cut off.

Standing at the table, he only felt all the power in his body was completely emptied at this moment.

And then even more terrifying things appeared.

He felt something abnormal in his hand.

Looking over, he clearly saw that his outstretched hand that was in mid-air, like a stone that has gone through hundreds of millions of years, turned into powder when it was blown by the breeze.

But it was not just his hand. At this moment, his body was also weathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"W-what's the matter with me?"

His consciousness was still clear, but he felt that he had lost control of his body as if he was not a part of his own body. Although there was no pain, the fear brought to him was greater than any pain in existence.

"Ah Bing!"

Guan Zihao also saw this scene. He took a step back, rubbing his eyes vigorously, and couldn't help yelling the red-haired man's nickname.

"B-brother Hao, save me!"

The red-haired man could still speak, but unprecedented fear was surging wantonly inside him.

"Ah Bing, are you okay!"

"Could it be that I have hallucinations?"

"What's wrong? I must be dreaming, yes, it must be like this!"

Guan Zihao's other companions stepped back one after another, their teeth were trembling crazily.