Itchy Skin [I]

"What, you want to abolish us." A tall man said loudly, his eyes full of horror. It's not that he didn't see the battle between the three of them just now, and he, who is pretentious, knows that with his little strength, it's okay to pretend to be 13 in the sect, but he is a shit in front of Ye Qingyang.

"Yes, that's what it means." Ye Qingyang kept smiling, as if it wasn't such a big deal.

"Why didn't you hurt Huobao and Zhenwei, and just beat us?" A fat young man asked, his round face was already flushed with anger, but he didn't dare to do anything, if he did The one who died the fastest would be himself, so it's better to wait and do it again, maybe Ye Qingyang let himself go when he was happy.