Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Hu Yingming screamed in pain, covered his right thigh, and looked at Meng Zhao with coldness and resentment.

"Okay, okay, Monk Meng, you are so scheming, but don't be happy too early. Although you plotted against me, you also lost my wife.

Your Miss Cui served me well last night, so you are determined to wear this cuckold. "

Meng Zhao looked at the hysterical and extremely stubborn Hu Yingming, who seemed to be the only way to regain a little self-esteem and vent a little anger. He sighed, and his voice was steady without any waves, and said,

"You said she is Cui Jinyun? The daughter of Cui Wei, the governor of Tianxing Hall, one of the best in the world, and the master of martial arts?

Have you ever thought that she is fake.

Is she just a girl I randomly found from a brothel to trick you into getting the key for me? "

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The news the Sun family received is true. There is no way Sun Chuanshan could lie to me.

I have also checked and Leng Wanfeng is indeed respectful to her. Don't bother me with this statement.

Anyway, no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that you, Meng Zhao's woman, slept with me. "

The girl whose pseudonym was Cui Jinyun was blushing with shame. She lowered her head and didn't know where to put her hands. It was really embarrassing for someone to talk about such a private matter in front of the stage. It was simply embarrassing.

Meng Zhao turned to her and said gently and comfortingly,

"I didn't expect that he would do this and make you suffer. This time the reward will be doubled.

In addition, I will arrange for you to work in the second room of my Meng family, and I will not treat you badly.

You go back first, what happens next has nothing to do with you. "

The woman bit her lip and glanced at Hu Yingming, who was looking lost and desperate. She hesitated a little, but nodded.

Then he walked in one direction without looking back, and soon the person had disappeared.

"Hu Yingming, Master Hu, have you seen this? This is not Miss Cui. Miss Cui is just a woman I hired to act.

Your identity is still far away from yours, Master Hu. How can you be related to Grandmaster Cui?

By the way, let me tell you one more thing, Sun Chuanshan is my man, and it was my arrangement for him to contact you.

As for Leng Wanfeng, he did a lot of harm to me and cost me a lot of money to invite him, a big stall owner, to act in a play.

But the good news is that this effort finally paid off.

Therefore, I will tell you the truth of the matter, exactly as it is, as a way of thanking you for helping me. "

At this time, Hu Yingming calmed down extremely abnormally. He went through what happened in the past few days in his mind, suddenly realized, regretted and hated,

"I see, it's not this bitch Sun Chuanshan's fault, and I won't fall into your trap. Monk Meng, you are really the most shy turtle in the world, you hide yourself deep enough.

I'm afraid not many people in the Meng family know that you have such a relationship with Sun Chuanshan, right? "

This is also true. It is precisely because of the tit-for-tat tension between the Sun family and the Meng family that Hu Yingming never thought about the possibility of Sun Chuanshan working for Meng Zhao. It is simply unbelievable.

It would be fine if he were an ordinary person. Sun Chuanshan was a serious son of the Sun family. Even if he was not taken seriously, his bloodline could not be faked. How could this man treat Meng Zhao like a dog?

This is something Hu Yingming cannot understand anyway.

"I just thought you were complimenting me. In fact, between you and me, we didn't have to be in this situation. It's only because you were greedy and coveted my Earth Spirit Pearl. Otherwise, there might not have been the disaster we have today. ”

Hu Yingming became extremely transparent at this time, or in other words, he became confused, more confused than anyone else. When he became shrewd, he also inherited Hu Wanwan's shrewdness and ability, and said coldly,

"Not necessarily. I, Hu Yingming, am not a good person, and you, Meng Zhao, are not much better. No, you are even more vicious than me, ten times more vicious."

Meng Zhao was indifferent, the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit. Hu Yingming had no other ability except to talk.

In fact, one of the reasons why he can stand in front of Hu Yingming as a winner today is naturally because Hu Yingming threw himself into a trap. The second reason is also related to the current general trend.

It was not the fault of the Meng family that forced Hu Wanwan into a desperate situation. The three great innates and many of their masters were very busy. Hu Yingming, who was protected by masters, would not be able to win so easily.

After a long silence, Hu Yingming spoke up again,

"Monk Meng, I want to know if the Meng family is so targeting my Hu family because of the bad relationship between you and me?"

Now Hu Yingming himself was completely defeated. Facing Meng Zhao, whether it was martial arts, scheming or anything else, he was no match for him, and he had given up all thoughts of revenge.

Instead, he became concerned about the recent comprehensive suppression of the Hu family by the Meng family.

He now wants to know whether he was responsible for the Hu family's disaster today.

Meng Zhao looked at Hu Yingming, who was completely different from the stupid and ignorant Hu Yingming before, and couldn't help but secretly marveled.

"Wrong, the Meng family's confrontation with your Hu family has nothing to do with the conflict between you and me that is like children playing. The real reason lies in your father, Hu Wanwan, who is the source of everything.

You, my son, know too little about your father. "

Meng Zhao was also wondering at this time why Hu Wanwan didn't tell his son his true identity. If Hu Yingming knew the truth, today's result might not have happened.

When Hu Yingming heard this, he seemed to feel relaxed. Thinking about it, he had been under too much psychological pressure before. Now that he knew that it was not his fault that caused today's situation, he relieved all the burdens.

The fact that he was so dizzy before was actually related to this kind of self-blame and guilt.

At some point, this dilapidated street in the old city fell into silence. Except for Hu Yingming and Meng Zhao, no one else was present. A cold, chilling atmosphere quickly spread in the air.

Hu Yingming's throat squirmed, his eyes were confused, and he spoke again,

"You've got what you want, what are you going to do with me now? Do you want to kill me?"

Meng Zhao nodded, shook his head, and said in a condescending and compassionate tone,

“It’s okay to kill you, it’s okay not to kill you.

Because you hate me so much, but unfortunately, I never take you seriously. "

Ignorance is probably the biggest blow to people like Hu Yingming.

"Actually, you are of great value. If you cooperate with me, maybe I can give you a sum of money, so that you can fly far away, hide your name somewhere else, and live a stable life from now on.

Therefore, how I deal with you depends on whether you cooperate with me.

Master Hu, can you understand this? "

Hu Yingming smiled miserably. Meng Zhao used him to get what he wanted. His methods were not unscrupulous and vicious.

His greatest value now is his identity as Hu Wanwan's son.

Use him to plot against your old father? Or have some industry information about the Hu family? Or do you have other plans?

He didn't know, but he knew that he didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

Even if he is like a bereaved dog, humble to the core, he still wants to live if he wants to pray to this enemy whom he hates so much.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he is willing to take a chance.

I saw Hu Yingming gritting his teeth, enduring the pain, kneeling on his knees, hitting his forehead on the ground, completely begging Meng Zhao for mercy, and said,

"Mr. Meng, I want to live. Please spare my life. I am willing to do anything."

This is not about being able to bend or stretch, but just an extension of the will to survive.

However, when it fell into Meng Zhao's eyes, there was a purple glow with a coldness in his eyes.

This kind of person cannot be kept, and it will be a big trouble if he is kept.

However, before killing him, it would not be bad to extract the last value from him.

After all, the Hu family is not small. The Meng family eats meat, and his second wife also wants to drink soup.