Dou Po's Endless Devour

There is no difference without comparison. Yao Lao misses the previous owner of the ring.

If he absorbs Xiao Yan's fighting spirit, he will definitely be fine, and he can fool that little guy around.

Seeing this little fox really practicing, he was a little unhappy: "Aren't you interested in watching me make medicine? This is something that most pharmacists in the world can't even dream of."

"From now on, if you refine it every day, I will probably vomit, but this time?"

Xiao Ding replied indifferently.

Yao Lao was unhappy again.

Some people think that his alchemy skills will make them sick...

After depressingly refining the medicinal solution, he held his head high and said, "It's done!"

Too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Ding, he turned into a puff of smoke and returned to the ring.

"It's pretty fast. I think it can increase your workload!"

Xiao Ding opened his eyes and gave full play to the capitalist's spirit of oppression.

"I don't want to talk to you, I even want to throw you a ball of strange fire!"

Yao Lao hummed into the ring.

"Okay, you continue to be autistic."

Yao Lao felt sulky secretly after hearing this. He felt that he might become autistic if this continued.

Xiao Ding jumped up and put the foundation-building spirit liquid away, and muttered happily: "With an income of one hundred thousand gold coins a day, I will soon be the richest man in Wutan City."

He left in a low profile. On the way home, he found an alley to take off his cloak and stuff it all into Yao Lao's ring, and returned to normal.

After walking a few steps from the other side, I suddenly heard a banging sound and a slightly childish yelling.

Without looking, he knew it was a group of children fighting.

He pouted: "A bunch of brats!"

Not interested in caring about these children fighting, he stepped forward to leave.

"Xiao Ding, if you have the ability, stop and don't run away!"

With a cold shout, a figure from the alley next door rushed out to stop him.

This is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, handsome and pale.

"Hey, I'm still an acquaintance, Galeo, whose kid are you bullying again?"

Xiao Ding crossed his arms and looked at Galeo, who was slightly taller than him, jokingly.

This guy was one year older than him, and he liked to be competitive and visit the brothels. He had come to trouble him before, and he had pushed him to the ground and beat him until he cried.

Looking at it now, after two years of absence, my self-confidence seems to be through the roof again!

Galeo took a step back when he saw it. He was no match for Xiao Ding two years ago. If there weren't several fighter-level servants following him today and Xiao Ding was alone, he would certainly not have dared to be so arrogant.

"Brother Ding."

Amidst some weak voices, several young men with bruised noses and swollen faces came out, followed by a long-legged girl.

This girl is only eleven or twelve years old. Her long, white and round legs are already very attractive.

She has full breasts, a pretty face, and is a beautiful girl.

Behind him is a young man about the same age as his second brother Xiao Li, with two panda eyes.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Ning, do you have enough time to fight with him?"

Xiao Ding was speechless, feeling that the child bullied by Galeo was from his family...

"Brother Ding, he wants to tease my sister!"

Xiao Ning pointed angrily at his eldest sister Xiao Yu.

"What kind of teasing? I saw something on her leg and I kindly wanted to wipe it off."

Gallio sneered, "I invite your sister to go shopping. It's okay if you don't appreciate it. How dare you scold me?"

Xiao Ning spat: "Who wants to go shopping with you?"

Why didn't she know who this Galeo was? This bastard was only fourteen years old, but he had harmed many young girls in Wutan City. She couldn't avoid such a person.

"You're very kind. Come on, there's dirt on my legs. Wipe it off!"

Xiao Ding pointed to his thigh and looked at Galeo with an indifferent expression.

This guy came to his door and bullied his Xiao family members. He must be taught a lesson today. There is no need to be polite.

Galeo's eyes were gloomy, and he said to a strong man beside him: "Fuck you, I've wanted to beat you up for a long time, Tieniu, take care of this kid!"

The strongest man among the three fighters came out with a fierce look on his face, and slapped Xiao Ding directly on the head with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan.

His arms were as thick as Xiao Ding's thighs, and were filled with a faint white light, which was the fighting spirit.

Before the slap fell, a strong gust of wind blew Xiao Ding's hair and pressed his clothes against his body.

"Brother Ding, be careful!"

Xiao Yu's red lips parted slightly. This was a three-star fighter. Even if she heard that Xiao Ding might be promoted to a fighter, she still felt it was very dangerous.

boom!

There was a crisp sound.

Xiao Ding casually slapped the strong man's hand sideways, and there was a clicking sound.

The strong man's leg was broken by Xiao Ding's step and twisted sideways.

"ah!"

The strong man who was still aggressive just now screamed, and soon his voice stopped abruptly. He was punched in the face by Xiao Ding. His teeth and nosebleeds flew out, and he fell back and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yu and others were stunned, not expecting that this strong man would be defeated so easily.

"Galleo, do you think you can regain your position with three fighters? Hey, originally I didn't want to pay attention to you as a piece of trash. Since you are so ignorant, I will give you another memory!"

Xiao Ding mobilized the cyclone of wood, shook his fighting spirit, and shook off the blood on his fists.

Gallio was horrified when he saw it, and he said with an expression of anger: "You... don't come over, I have two more fighters!"

"Two losers!"

Xiao Ding sneered and rushed over.

Bang bang bang!

Click!

The sounds of being beaten and the sounds of bones breaking came and went.

Xiao Ding is very ruthless in his attacks. His fighting style is a combination of the fighting techniques from his previous life, and he specializes in targeting the vulnerable parts of people.

The result is joint fractures and nosebleeds.

The two so-called fighters fell to the ground and screamed in an instant while Xiao Ning and others were stunned.

"Damn it, you've really become a fighter."

Galeo's eyes were full of jealousy. He had been looking for an opportunity to find out Xiao Ding's true identity for the past two years, but it turned out that this guy was hiding at home and rarely came out. He just met him today, and he was actually more powerful than his men.

"Oh, it's so bitter. Your uncle and I have reached the ninth level of fighting spirit two years ago. How difficult is it to break through to the level of fighting spirit?"

Xiao Ding sneered and walked over slowly.

Galleo showed fear and retreated in panic: "No, you can't hit me, I am the young patriarch of the Galle family!"

"Snapped!"

He was given a slap in the face in response, and his whole body was sent flying up, falling to the ground and rolling twice.

Galeo vomited blood and spit out his teeth. The right side of his face became red and swollen in an instant, and he could not speak clearly: "Xiao Ding, I..."

"I'm going to beat you, the young patriarch!"

He was slapped on the other side of the face and was knocked unconscious.

"Well, this is symmetrical."

Xiao Ding, who had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, nodded with satisfaction, caught a glimpse of Xiao Ning's panda eyes, and punched Galeo in the eye again.

He punched a panda in the eye and hit Gallio with stars in his eyes.

"Kid, don't mess with my Xiao family anymore. I really have no interest in bullying trash like you."

Xiao Ding patted Galeo's pig-headed face, and after saying that, he put his knee on Gallio's chin. The latter flew up with a stream of blood, fell on several dog legs, and fainted.

Xiao Ning and several others were watching the show nearby, and they were all frightened by Xiao Ding's ruthlessness.

Xiao Ding clapped his hands, turned around and left leisurely.

He murmured in his mind.

Why did I bully a child again? I am so unworthy. Next time I want to bully, I will also bully an adult.