Two wine jars and one plate were obviously unable to effectively confront each other. Guo Yong immediately began to observe the surrounding environment and was ready to run away while he was unprepared.

But before he could find a good location, Yang Yingfei jumped high like a big roc spreading his wings, and grabbed his heart with one kick. Guo Yong knew something was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled a table over to resist. He heard a crisp sound of "Kara" and the thick wooden table was kicked to pieces by Yang Yingfei.

With a heavy blow, Guo Yong felt his chest like a hammer, his throat was also sweet, and his body flew out uncontrollably, smashing a piece of jar and jar. When he got up, there were blood everywhere, and the two wine jars at hand were also broken.

Without something that can delay time, Guo Yong immediately became a toothless tiger, or a toothless native dog, but Yang Yingfei was not in a hurry to attack, but instead walked in with a playful look. Zhao Bing hurriedly pulled a chair, wiped it with his sleeve a few times, and smiled flatteringly: "Young master is showing his might, and the villain is almost confused!"

"Tsk, you are born as a slave, and your eyesight is so terrible!" Yang Yingfei slapped his cuffs, slapped Zhao Bing's head, and cursed with a smile: "You haven't pulled that untouchable here yet, my master's boots are dirty, let him come and lick them clean!"

"The little guy will do it right away. It is a blessing that the boy has cultivated in his previous life. It is probably the ancestral tomb of his family that smoke will be emitted. If the young master hadn't disliked him, the villain would have wanted to lick him by himself!" Zhao Bing smiled charmingly, but when he turned his head, he had already changed into a cold expression and walked towards Guo Yong step by step.

Guo Yong secretly held a piece of porcelain in his hand, and just waited for Zhao Bing to come over and he wanted to do it, but his mind gradually became clear. He seemed to have been scolded by Yang Yingfei and was scolded by a parlor. He actually forgot his rational route. After glancing through the pastry shop not far away, a friend came out of the shop and shouted to the crowd on the street: "Who will help deliver the pastry ordered by Mr. Qin's house in the west of the city!"

This is another task, and it is not too far away. Guo Yong urgently used his brain. He was in the west of the city. When he came here just now, he saw Mr. Qin's mansion. He didn't expect that he would use it now. With his current physical strength, fighting with Yang Yingfei would definitely be a chance. It was a mistake to choose to use martial arts at the beginning, but it was enough to run to Mr. Qin's house.

Mr. Qin likes to eat pastries very much, and even loves it to the point of being crazy. He has dealt with people and almost killed him. These news were found out with pedestrians on the way.

Mr. Qin is very good at martial arts because Liu Dahuo beat Guo Yong before and fulfilled his promise to lend a group of cats, he sighed and said: If it weren't for being defeated by Mr. Qin yesterday, his injuries have not healed now, and he would have hit you more than a hundred more punches today!

Liu Dahu's sigh was sincere and Guo Yong also sympathized with this, but he also knew that this wealthy man had amazing martial arts. If he hadn't been indestructible, he would probably not be able to hold on with a punch. Then Mr. Qin, who could injure him, would definitely be a more powerful master.

"I'll take it!" Guo Yong yelled without hesitation, and the pastry basket appeared in his hand instantly. He didn't even look at Yang Yingfei, picked up the basket and turned around and ran away. Young Master Yang finally found some fun to replace cats and dogs, and the ultimate project of licking boots, so he naturally wouldn't let it go, so he hurriedly chased him out.

"Hmph, the untouchables are untouchables. Do you still want to go against the will of heaven and change your fate?" Yang Yingfei sneered contemptuously: "I will just take it as a relaxing moment. It depends on how long you can hold on!"

Guo Yong had already accumulated a lot of anger, but he had always endured it and didn't dare to retaliate. After turning two turns, Yang Yingfei seemed to enjoy this kind of teasing thing. He only kicked Guo Yong out several times in a row, but he was slow to kill him. He seemed to have to squeeze out the last bit of strength of his prey before he got rid of it. Seeing that Guo Yong's speed had slowed down a lot, he joked: "Look at you, you are a smart guy, you should be a smart guy, right? Come and kowtow a few times, then be a dog slave for me, lick your boots, and I will save your life, otherwise I will kill you here. Anyway, there are as many untouchables as you want, and Feilai will not feel sorry for Feilai's Sect!"

Guo Yong ignored him and continued to run forward after getting up. Yang Yingfei laughed and said, "I don't understand. What can you do if you finish this task? There are still only two ways to lick your boots and die. Your life will never be changed. Why struggle here?"

Guo Yong showed no sign of anger. He turned his head and slowly retreated, his face full of provocative and sarcastic expressions, and said with a smile: "The children of the great cultivation family have only such skills. Even I can't even take care of me, a pariah. It's really a disgrace. I think you are the unreferred children in the family, right? If you were valued by the family, you would have been worshipped by the Great Deity Immortal Chief, so why would you run here to participate in the assessment yourself!"

Yang Yingfei was furious, and his snow-white face had turned blue and black, because Guo Yong said it was right that he was just a child who was not valued. His mother was just a concubine at first, and he only had him after his father drank and got drunk one day. Therefore, his identity at home was very embarrassing over the years and was often looked down upon by those legitimate children.

Yang Yingfei's most taboo thing in his life is to talk about this, and he has killed many people for this. When he met those children of his direct line to make fun of him, Young Master Yang could only bear it, but Young Master Yang couldn't stand it. He rushed out like a leopard, and he was a killer move.

Guo Yong was not panicked and threw the pastry basket into Yang Yingfei's hand, then shouted at the gate of the Qin Mansion: "Master Qin, someone wants to steal your pastry!"

With a loud bang, a man's seal hit the gate of Qin's mansion, with long gray hair left. Mr. Qin, wearing a silk martial arts suit, rushed out. Seeing the pastry in Yang Yingfei's hand, he rushed over with a strange scream. Mr. Yang was stunned with the pastry, and saw a mature and charming old man coming towards him. He looked like he had good martial arts skills. He threw the pastry basket on the ground and stepped on it. He was about to say a few words in the scene, but Mr. Qin had turned into a demon god and shouted angrily: "I want you to pay your life!"

Mr. Yang was beaten, and was beaten very miserably. Wu Yi, who had always been proud of, had no power to fight back in front of Mr. Qin. He could not understand why a person with such a strong martial arts could have such a heavy hand without provoking him.

Guo Yong calmly took out two pieces of pastries from his arms, walked forward quickly, and smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, I knew that this thief was not kind, so he became more careful and hid the pastries in his arms. Please taste them!"

"Oh?" Mr. Qin immediately turned from a demon demon into a Buddha of the Wan family. He took the pastry and tasted it. He showed an intoxicating smell. He patted Guo Yong on the shoulder and said, "Young man is good, what do you want to repay me?"

"I don't dare to do so. I just want to visit the master's house, just one hour!"
Chapter completed!