Wang Ye didn't speak from the beginning to the end. He just smiled and silently watched the performance of this frail young man.
It was okay to perform for a while, but for a long time, even with his face, it was more or less embarrassing.
It's like...
Even if he is a movie star, if he is not given a role to play opposite him and is asked to stand there and act by himself, one minute will do, but he can barely perform it in ten minutes even if he grits his teeth.
But let him act in a movie of his own...
impossible.
One breath, no one responded, two hours of hard acting?
Acting with air?
Still not NG in the middle?
What the hell is mental illness? They can imagine an imaginary world in their minds and then have a lot of fun.
"that..."
"Boss Wang, you should understand that I... didn't do it on purpose... right?"
Finally, the frail young man gradually became quiet and said with a guilty conscience, but because his eyes were too swollen, Wang Ye also changed his position, causing him to talk to the air.
The atmosphere in the venue became even more awkward.
"I suggest you attach the arm first, it's almost like a swing."
Wang Ye's voice suddenly sounded from behind the young man.
This guy is acting, and he is indeed a ruthless person.
The punch he gave himself was done with all his strength.
And his body was extremely hard, which resulted in this guy's arm being completely fractured. He kept throwing it around in mid-air. It was obviously very painful, but this guy seemed like he couldn't feel it.
Of course, Wang Ye does not rule out the possibility that he will suffer misfortune.
After all, Zhang Ziliang always uses this trick.
Especially useful.
"okay!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, the frail young man couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Then he grabbed his arm carelessly, twisted it, and then connected it.
You can even clearly hear the vibration of his bones.
But the frail young man seemed to feel no pain. After doing all this, he cupped his hands along the source of the sound: "Then I will... practice first?"
What he doesn't know is...
As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, he silently changed direction.
I don’t mean anything else, I just feel that this disgusting thing is quite useful when facing Maitreya. I am somewhat unskilled and need to practice more frequently.
Then this is a hands-on exercise.
This also caused the frail young man to speak to the air for a long time again.
"good."
Wang Ye spoke again, but this time he was on the left side of the young man and very close to him.
...
This guy is so boring.
The frail young man couldn't help but complain in his heart.
"You scold me!"
But the next second, Wang Ye suddenly said seriously.
"Huh? I don't have one?"
The young man was stunned for a second, then quickly denied it and shook his head seriously.
"No, I have the ability to read minds. If you scold me, I hear you."
Wang Ye is equally serious.
...
Mind reading?
As expected of Boss Wang, he actually has such terrifying powers.
The young man was startled for a moment, a little surprised, then turned around and left.
"You didn't deny it, you were indeed scolding me!"
But soon, he heard Wang Ye's exclamation voice again and felt numb.
You have a fucking ceiling in combat power.
The idol of countless investigators, are you bored? Just pretend to be an investigator for fun!
grass!
The frail young man didn't even have the mood to talk anymore. He walked faster and faster, and then...
"There's a pillar in front of you."
Wang Ye spoke silently.
"Ah!"
"Thank you, Boss Wang, for pointing out..."
"grass!"
The frail young man laughed and spoke, but his pace became faster and faster. His memory was also not bad. He knew the buildings in this position clearly. He could walk home with his eyes closed. How could there be pillars...
grass!
The next second, the frail young man bumped into a hard object.
"Parents, I...I can't help it."
"The master said there are pillars, so there must be pillars."
At this time, Chang Er was almost crying. He explained in a panic and used his energy to control an iron rod to float in front of the frail young man.
"Parents, you have to hold on!"
"You can do it for sure!"
"All the darkness in front of you is paving the way for the final happiness!"
"We will definitely be...lucky..."
Chang Er's voice became quieter and quieter, because he had already felt Wang Ye's cold eyes. He glanced at the young man distressedly and retreated into the relic again.
So pathetic!
It's difficult to grow a big family like yours...
…
The frail young man stood up silently, raised his middle finger in the air, strode forward, and held his head high.
he...
How could he be knocked down by this little setback in front of him? He was...
grass!
Got into a trap.
This was really not controlled by Wang Ye. The pitfall was that when they were fighting before, one old Yinbi secretly used his superpower and performed the Lifting Leg. Unexpectedly, another old Yinbi also used his superpower and gave it to him. It hit the ground and made a hard hole.
Even the iron pillar of Long Er was not ordered by him.
It can only be said that Chang Er is really good at figuring out the Holy Will.
Even Wang Ye didn't expect that this guy would actually create a pillar so that he could enjoy the pleasure of following his words.
but...
Wang Ye even began to wonder if this guy had been brainwashed.
Is he just pretending, but he is still really fanatical.
Otherwise, why would a weak young man be gang-banged, beaten up, and suffer all sorts of misfortunes, but he, a fool who had been deceived, could remain unharmed and shout, "Come on."
One by one...
It's not simple.
Even if you are a fool, it feels like you are pretending to be stupid.
Seeing the frail young man stubbornly crawling out of the pit and stubbornly raising his middle finger again, Wang Ye felt a little inexplicable for him for some reason.
What a good seedling.
I am just subconsciously thinking about how to disgust people all the time. It is not directed at anyone, but just so that I can have better results when I meet Maitreya next time.
But this guy's shamelessness, tenacity, stubbornness, and brainwashing ability surprised even Wang Ye.
If this kind of person had the strength again, he would definitely be able to disgust Heaven and Lingshan.
Wang Ye had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and he had even begun to consider whether to form a special class in the God Burial City.
Resources are given priority.
First smash out a bunch of Arhat-level masters, then use resources to smash them. After smashing them out, they will soon reach the level of Star Lord.
Because to put it bluntly, the most difficult thing to reach that state is faith.
But everyone here has faith.
By the time...
A group of bandits, bullies, and MLM leaders are scattered to every corner of the wasteland. It is simply a disaster.
Wang Ye suddenly looked forward to that day.
(Thank you all for the rewards yesterday. I love you so much. After I finish the work these days, I will find a way to add more updates. Finally, I ask for rewards again. I just hope this thing is alive. Moaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. .)
