Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 16 It’s not appropriate for this brother to stay for a long time.

Author: Few words

Chapter 16 It’s not appropriate for this brother to stay for a long time.

If he knew someone's inner activities, the sunny boy Wang Mo would definitely try his best to defend himself, how could he be related to the word "terrible" if he was so pure and kind.

Misunderstandings are all people's misunderstandings about him.

Holding Ye Lingling with one hand, Wang Mo pushed open the door of the private room on the left without paying attention to the fourth prince Xue Beng who had the essence of forbearance next to him.

If he was alone, he would definitely sit outside.

After all, the seniors from the same college downstairs are very nice to talk to and all of them are talented people. He likes them very much.

Listening to them talk, I can eat two more bowls of rice.

Maybe you can even have sex with Xue Beng for free.

But Ye Lingling is a social fear and doesn't like crowded places. In order to make her willing to follow him back to the Prince's Mansion as soon as possible, Wang Mo had to take care of her emotions. He could only bear the pain and spend a huge price to rent a room with an inflated price.

Reserved room.

"Just order whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you."

When the waiter came over, Wang Mo directly handed the menu to Ye Lingling next to him.

She weakly raised her head and looked at his face, then looked at the menu he handed over, thinking that she would probably not be able to escape from now on, and would always be bullied by this bad guy.

Reason temporarily defeated cowardice, and Ye Lingling took the menu directly.

As the price for your bullying me, I spend some money in retaliation. Isn’t this very beaver?

Opening the menu and looking at the not-so-expensive prices on the first few pages, Ye Lingling flipped through it to the end.

"I want this whole page!"

"hiss"

Wang Mo took a breath when he glanced at the price. The most expensive dish cost only a dozen gold soul coins, but he could treat her to it for ten consecutive years.

There is no way, I have a rich woman at home, and there is hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins in my storage ring, so I am so willful.

After ordering, Ye Lingling turned to look back at Wang Mo. She wanted to catch a hint of pain on his face, but found that he didn't seem to care at all.

Then I remembered that the bad guy next to me was from the Imperial Prince's Palace.

Which force is the richest on the mainland?

Of course, the two empires that control the economic lifeline of the entire continent and Wuhun Palace, the Holy Land of Soul Masters, are the richest.

The money earned in their college cafeteria might end up going into the pocket of this bad guy next to him.

After thinking about this clearly, Ye Lingling clenched her little fists again and again, her expression slightly depressed.

I’m so angry!

If Wang Mo knew what she was thinking at this time, he would definitely argue loudly, what words, what words were said.

The empire's money is Emperor Xueye's money, what does it have to do with me?

Our Highness is just an imperial prince. Although the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the entire prince's residence are all from the national treasury, we really have no right to distribute profits.

Well, not really, just having the right to inherit the throne.

Soon, one after another exquisitely cooked and fragrant dishes were presented to the waiter.

As if he was really angry, Ye Lingling turned his grief and anger into food.

Facing the food on the table, there was a gust of wind and residual clouds.

Trying to eat up all the food as quickly as possible, leaving some bad guy with nothing to eat and starving him to death!

Seeing this, Wang Mo thought she didn't have enough, so he called the waiter and asked the kitchen to serve another portion as before.

Ye Lingling, who felt a little rounded when he touched his belly, was slightly stunned.

Good. So angry. She has nothing to do with that bad guy!

After finishing the meal, I paid.

Wang Mo took Ye Lingling's hand and walked back unsteadily.

Ye Lingling, who was holding his hand, hesitated to speak several times, wanting to ask him to let go of her hand so that she wouldn't run away.

But after cheering herself up several times, she didn't dare to say it.

Being held by his hand, Ye Lingling followed Wang Mo dejectedly, feeling that his life was over and he would have to live in the shadow of the guy in front of him who was so bad that he had nothing to say for the rest of his life.

Lingling, why am I so weak?

What causes it?

It must be that the bad guy holding her hand was so bad that she was too afraid to resist.

Well, that must be the case!

Returning to the courtyard, Wang Mo let go of Ye Lingling's hand, which he had been holding, and asked her to return to the classroom alone. He slowly came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake and sat down.

I lowered my head and looked at the fish chasing and playing in the water below the pavilion, and then looked at the lack of people around.

Turning over his hand, he took out a gold soul coin from the storage ring and spread it out in the palm of his hand.

Throw it upward.

Then he caught it with a snap.

Wang Mo slowly exhaled a breath. If it was the back, then the afternoon class would still be a cultural theory class. If it was flower noodles, then the afternoon class would be an outdoor practical class.

This will determine whether he will go to class in the afternoon, which is extremely important.

Taking cultural theory classes cannot save the mainland. He cannot waste his limited time on time-wasting things like theory classes!

After taking a few deep breaths, Wang Mo slowly removed the palm covering the golden soul coin.

There are no flowers, it's the back.

Wang Mo's face darkened, and he raised his hand and flicked the golden soul coin, which represented bad luck, away.

"Fuck, go to hell with your feudal superstition!"

"Who! What bastard attacked me?"

Xue Beng, who was leading a large group of followers past the small courtyard of Qin Ming's class, had a dark face, holding a gold soul coin in his hand, and turned his head to look around with great anger.

And his followers were also looking around with fierce expressions.

"I lost the gold soul coin. Is there any problem?"

Wang Mo, who had failed in fortune-telling and was in a bad mood, looked over sideways and didn't tolerate him at all.

Xue Beng was in a very bad mood these past two days. He was bullied by Xue Qinghe in the palace. He thought he would be able to dominate when he came to Tiandou Royal Academy.

This was indeed the case before.

However, the beautiful life came to an abrupt end yesterday when a person from the Prince's Mansion came to school.

As expected, that man came from the Prince's Mansion. He was very arrogant when he first came to school. Not only did he almost kill Yu Tianheng, who was born in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, but he also gave him, the fourth prince of the empire, two big dicks in the cafeteria.

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Yes, that dog Wang Mo came from the Prince's Mansion and I can't afford to offend him, but not everyone can offend him.

In broad daylight, you dared to throw a gold soul coin at him and make a sneak attack. After you did it, you didn't run away, and you dared to admit it openly.

Do you really think that Xue Beng is a kind person who can be bullied by anyone?

Xue Beng had a gloomy face and looked in the direction of the sound, wanting to see which bastard was so smart.

However, the next moment, an extremely familiar smiling face that suddenly woke him up when he came back from his dream at midnight last night came into his eyes.

Xue Beng's gloomy expression suddenly cleared up, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"It turns out it's junior Wang Mo, then it's okay."

"From now on, Young Master, come hang out in front of our class, or else I'll beat you every time I see you."

Wang Mo raised his palm.

"Yes Yes."

While smiling in agreement, Xue Beng waved his hands and led his group of followers away quickly and dejectedly.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that Wang Mo would really take action.

After all, this guy has a criminal record.

Just the moment Xue Beng turned around, the flattering smile on his face suddenly turned into a sinister one, with a pair of dark eyes full of malice.

He was the fourth prince of the empire, and the other party was just a pariah. He just hugged his big brother's lap, how dare he do this.

Looking up at Xue Beng's quickly disappearing figure, Wang Mo touched his chin. This guy was too tolerant, flexible and flexible, but he couldn't be friends.

It must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles once you gain power.

That skill of forbearance is simply stronger than that of the Dragon King's son-in-law.

I must find a time to tell His Highness that this brother should not stay for a long time!

(End of chapter)