Ding Dang laughed, almost crooked his mouth, and then shook his clothes and said: Do you think that my virtue looks like a person with silver?

The bearded man shook his head and said, "No."

As he spoke, he had already used fifty percent of his skills.

Since the bearded man is known as killing with one punch, it means that his wrist strength and fist have amazing strength, and he can even split a cow with a single palm, and now, since he has used fifty percent of his strength in his hand, even if he can't kill a cow, but to kill a thin and small Ding Dang, who looks like a flea, I am afraid it is more than enough.

Ding Dang seemed to be deliberately consuming with him, but the bearded guest didn't want to spend any more with him, and now, he just wanted to quickly teach this arrogant and cunning young man a little lesson, and then go back to his seat, drink a few sips of soju, and eat a few delicate side dishes.

He had always been very confident in his fists, and he believed that as long as he used a little fifty percent of his strength, it would be enough for this young man to drink a pot.

But that's not the case.

Because Ding Dang was under his grasp, not only did he not cry his father and mother in pain, snot and tears flew down together, but he also did not beg him for mercy, he didn't even express the intention of crying and begging him, which made the bearded man extremely surprised, and at the same time of surprise, he had already used seventy percent of his skills in his hands.

He has always been very confident in his kung fu.

Of course, this self-confidence of his is also well-founded.

It is said that the thief Bai Chrysanthemum, the three owners of the Evil Tiger Mountain, and the thirteen Taibao of the Flying Eagle Gang were all killed by his deadly fists.

However, the three males of the evil tiger and the thirteen flying eagles are all extremely evil people, and they are innocent of death, and although the young man in front of him is clever and naughty, and even stubborn, he is not a big traitor, so the bearded man does not want to kill him with one punch.

However, he gradually discovered that the naughty young man in front of him was not an ordinary character, his kung fu seemed to be not bad, and the naughty expressions on his face were deliberately pretended, but in his eyes, there were something deeper.

Is it murderous?

Thinking of this, the bearded guest's heart trembled slightly, and he said secretly: Could it be that this young man is the friend of the three evil tigers and the thirteen flying eagles, and deliberately pretended to be such a naughty look, in fact, he wanted to take advantage of his contempt to give him a fatal blow and avenge those people?

If that's the case, hmph, then don't blame him for being polite.

Now, whether he is a remnant of those people or not, the bearded man has decided to cut the grass and eradicate it.

In order to preemptively strike, the bearded guest has already used ten percent of his skills, intending to kill this young man of unknown origin and very suspicious in the palm of his hand, so as to prevent future troubles.

He was confident that his palm would definitely crush the young man.

But that's not the case.

Ding Dang still acted like a nobody, as if the bearded guest was not trying to pinch him into powder, but to scratch the itch for him.

The bearded guest began to panic at this time, and large beads of sweat were already rolling down his rough and messy forehead, running down the beard on his cheeks.

Ding Dang fanned him with his hand, and then, sticking out his tongue, smiled at him and said, "Hey, Uncle Beard, are you very hot?"

Speaking of which, he even pretended to wipe his sweat with his sleeve for him.

The bearded man was very embarrassed, and at this time, his face was blue, his tongue was big, and his eyes were green, and then, with a wave of his hand, he shook off his sleeve and stammered: No, no, I'm not hot, I don't need you to fake here.

Although his heart was so nervous that it seemed that there were seventy little monkeys beating gongs, eighty big monkeys playing drums, and ninety old monkeys turning their heels, but his face was still holding on, pretending to be powerful.

Ding Dang seemed to be deliberately teasing him, and said with a smile: Since you are not hot Uncle Beard, then why do you sweat so much? Oh, I see, you must be sick, since you are sick, you have to go to the doctor, if you are afraid of pain and don't want to see the doctor, then you had better take the things I gave you to ensure that you get rid of the disease.

The bearded guest couldn't figure out what the hell was going on in this nasty little ghost's heart, so he couldn't help frowning, although he was so angry that he almost braided his hair, but after hearing this, he still couldn't help asking, "What do you want to give me?"

Ding Dang suddenly sold Guan Zi and said: You really want to know?

The bearded guest nodded helplessly.

Ding Dang pouted, patted his chest, looked frightened, and said with a smile: Then can you put me down first?

As if he had already guessed what the hell this little devil was doing, he said: I see, to put it mildly, you just want to trick me into putting you down, hum, I'm not that stupid, you kid is slipping like a loach, as soon as I put you down, you kid will definitely slip away.

Ding Dang patted his chest and assured the heavens like a righteous gentleman, saying: Uncle Beard, don't worry, I won't slip, I really won't slip.

The bearded guest said impatiently: Hmph, I won't let go if I don't slip.

Ding Dang smiled and said: Oh, Uncle Beard, you are really, like a child, so stubborn, okay, since you don't let it go, I don't care anyway, it's not me who is tired and panting like a cow.

The bearded man looked at him and said, "Just now you said that you wanted to compensate me, what do you want to compensate me?"

Ding Dang seemed to have suddenly picked his reason, turned his head sideways, and said loudly: Hmph, if you don't let it go, I won't say it.

The bearded guest said: If you don't say it, I'll pinch you to death.

This time, he almost had to exert all his strength to feed, his teeth were clenched, and the green tendons on his hands protruded like red-hot wires, whirring and burning, and he wished to pinch every bone in Ding Dang's thin and weak body into powder and melt it into water.

Ding Dang finally couldn't help it, ouch, screamed, but everyone present could see that he didn't even mean a little pain, and the reason why he deliberately pretended to be such a very male boy was that he was deliberately making fun of the bearded guest.

He clasped his fists together and shouted at the bearded guest, in a tone that seemed to be begging for mercy and playing tricks on people: Ouch, ouch, it hurts me, it hurts me, Uncle Beard, Beard Hero, Uncle Beard, Bearded Ancestor, I say, I just say.

The bearded guest looked smug and said, "What do you want to give me?"

Ding Dangdao: Three sentences.

The bearded guest said: Which three sentences?