411: C411 Old Mottled Shoes with Studs

C411 Old Mottled Shoes with Studs

"You tricked me!"

"I'll screw you over!"

Ye Xiaofan held the cloth shoes that were 44 yards in his hands and stared at Shen Yan furiously. The moment he saw Shen Yan drink his liquor and open his mouth, he suddenly threw the cloth shoes that had a strong smell of salted fish out.

"Swoosh!"

The cloth shoes sliced through the air, leaving only the smell of salted fish.

"Bam!"

"Ugh!"

The cloth shoes directly smashed into Shen Yan's mouth. Shen Yan lifted the wine jar and poured the huge amount of liquor directly onto his head.

Immediately after, Shen Yan felt a very disgusting smell, which crazily rushed up his nose.

"Puff …"

When Lee Cixing saw the shoes in Shen Yan's mouth, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Big Bro is awesome!"

When Peng Ertao saw the shoes in Shen Yan's mouth, his eyes were full of worship and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Ye Xiaofan.

Only Ye Xiaofan would dare to put his shoes in Wu Tie's mouth, among the tens of thousands of disciples in the whole school.

"Clank!"

"Ayaya!"

When Shen Yan saw the cloth shoes in his mouth, he nearly fainted from the stench. He threw the wine jar away, took off the cloth shoes in his mouth, and threw them on the ground while shouting angrily.

As the hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, he was an elder of the academy and had thousands of disciples under his command.

If it was the noble him, he would have actually been stuffed with shoes. Moreover, it was a shoe that had not been washed for who knows how long!

"Kid, what do you mean!"

"Screw me up with those shoes. Do you think that you can do whatever you want just because you're Fa Xie's disciple?!"

Shen Yan turned around angrily. When he saw Ye Xiaofan, he flung his sleeves and pointed at Ye Xiaofan, scolding him harshly.

With such disrespect for his conduct, even if Ye Xiaofan did it himself, Shen Yan wouldn't let him off the hook so easily.

This matter was related to his reputation, so Ye Xiaofan being Fa Xie's disciple was useless.

"Old fart, I saw that you didn't drink at all, so I gave you a cloth shoe that you haven't washed for years as a dish. Are you unhappy?"

Ye Xiaofan crossed his arms and sneered at Shen Yan.

"Bullshit!"

"If you don't take out a two thousand Spirit Stone today, you can't leave!"

"I'm waiting for Fa Xie to come and redeem us!"

Shen Yan could not bear to listen any longer. He stomped his feet and rushed towards Ye Xiaofan.

"Come here!"2

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yan arrived in front of Ye Xiaofan. He stretched out his old arm like lightning and grabbed towards Ye Xiaofan's collar.

If he didn't teach Ye Xiaofan a lesson today, he, Shen Yan, wouldn't have to be a human.

"You're too slow."

Ye Xiaofan shook his head and looked at the arm in front of him. He didn't panic at all and still had time to talk. He shook his head slightly and dodged Shen Yan's palm.

"Shua!"

"Hmm?"

Shen Yan was very confident in his strength and thought that Ye Xiaofan would be caught by him. However, when he looked at his empty palm, he couldn't help but be astonished.

He had the strength of a level five Immortality, and was ranked among the top experts in Eastern Region. That palm strike just now had displayed fifty percent of its strength, but that wasn't something a little brat could dodge.

"Old bastard, take this young master's punch!"

Ye Xiaofan didn't waste any more time with Shen Yan. He immediately raised his huge fist, exhaled a breath of air towards his fist, and then suddenly smashed it towards Shen Yan with all his might.

Shen Yan was shocked. He looked at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger and forgot to dodge. He could only watch as the fist smashed into his face.

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