LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
90.WITHSTAND 10 PUNCHES.
Xue Wanlong praised, “Where did you hurt my eldest son, Xue Gang?”
“Indeed,” Tan Wen Hong smiled, “He wants to take one of my people. Saving him was good enough! ”
“What, yours?”
Xue Wanlong was surprised and turned to the little beggar. The little beggar blushed as he hid behind Tan Wen Hong.
Xue Wanlong's expression turned strange.
“Dad!”
Just then, a scream sounded. A young man in white clothes landed next to Xue Wanlong, “Ha-ha-ha, I knew Ning’er would be hiding here.”
“Dad, let me help you bring her back!”
The young man looked excited. He ignored Tan Wen Hong and flew over to the little beggar.
this kid is too arrogant, treat me like air!
Tan Wen Hong narrowed his eyes and silently cursed. When the young man was close to him, he struck out with a red palm.
The young man felt his energy become sluggish and his veins rupture. In this time of deadly crisis, the,
Tan Wen Hong grabbed out like lightning and grabbed her by the neck.
“What are you doing?” Xue Wanlong roared.
He did not think his son would be caught so easily.
To be honest, he saw Tan Wen Hong as a Qi Condensation cultivator of the 5th layer and was still skeptical about how he hurt his eldest son and guard.
But now he knows.
Compared to the children he had raised in his clan wholeheartedly, Tan Wen Hong was akin to a savage beast bathed in blood. He was weaker, but his timing was perfect and his methods were ruthless.
Before Tan Wen Hong, his two sons were nothing more than greenhouse flowers.
“Let him go now, or you won't be able to get out alive!” Xue Wanlong roared furiously.
Pouting, Tan Wen Hong shook his head, “If I do as you say, you will further ensure I die!”
“ Clan Head Xue, no matter what grievances Xiao Ning has with you, she is my person. I'm just hoping you'll give up at this point. Don't..”
Zhuo Fan's hands squeezed and Xue Lin gasped with his tongue, “And you will make your son a corpse!”
“No!”
The little beggar shouted before Xue Wanlong could reply, grabbed Tan Wen Hong's arm and pleaded with his eyes.
Tan Wen Hong was stunned, though,
This beggar must have had a screw loose. Why would he want to let his enemy live?
Xue Wanlong watched them with a complicated gaze. But soon it comes to a decision and calm down.
This, in turn, shocked Tan Wen Hong.
“Nak, what's your name?” Xue Wanlong asked.
Tan Wen Hong smiled, “I am alone and not afraid of your revenge. I'm not afraid to tell you my name. That's Tan Wen Hong!”
“Alright, Tan Wen Hong! You want to protect her no matter what? ” Xue Wanlong pointed at the little beggar with a serious look.
Tan Wen Hong snorted, “He's mine, so of course!”
“Good, then let's bet. You let my son go and take ten blows from me.
If you win, I won't care about him anymore. What did you say?”
Squinting his eyes, Tan Wen Hong considered the bet of Xue Wanlong, then showed his manic grin as he threw Xue Lin away.