Chapter 112： you almost killed acridine

Who knew that he only punched twice and the stone still didn't move, so he complained of pain in his hand, and ended up angrily.

The surrounding crowd sighed.

The head of the juggling class laughed: "The golden bell jar that my brother has trained is not bragging. Who else is willing to challenge?"

Gu Nuoer noticed the movement of the figure around her, and then turned to look, Ye Siming had walked into the center of the venue.

Ye Siming's eyebrows swept over the class leader: "Is ten taels enough to buy candy?"

The head of the juggling class looked at the teenagers who stood up. Not only was he young, but he had not given up sugar yet. What was the difference between him and a child!

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Ye Siming ignored his contempt and asked again: "Is the twelve taels you gave enough to buy a candy man over there?"

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Yesiming pursed his thin lips and nodded: "One is enough."

At this moment, he walked towards the man lying on the ground, holding the big slate on his chest.

Everyone looked at him with disdain, secretly laughing at him for not being self-sufficient.

At this moment, Ye Siming squatted slowly, raised his right fist and aimed at the slate on the man.

Others may not see it clearly, but the man lying on the ground was a little flustered for no reason.

Why is this young man's eyes so gloomy and terrifying, as if he is dangerous?

Gu Nuoer was very excited watching from the side, and Xiaofan waved her fist and shouted cheer.

Brother Siming is so handsome, she likes it!

It was too late to say that, Ye Siming threw his fist violently and moved quickly.

I heard a loud bang, and the slate cracked!

The man lying underneath let out a scream.

The surrounding onlookers fell into stunned astonishment, because the big stone slab on the ground was not only cracked, but the position where the boy punched was also broken like stone dust!

Ye Siming ignored the man on the ground rolling over and shouting pain, turned around and stretched out his hand to the class leader: "Give it to me."

The juggler's mouth is open to stuff an egg.

He looked at Ye Siming in horror, and walked around him to his companion.

After the man on the ground was helped up, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Four children!"

Gu Nuoer hurriedly pushed the crowd away. When Ye Siming was still standing there, his little hand dragged him away from the crowd and flew out.

The class leader's crying and scolding came from behind: "Quick, take it to the hospital, you can't die Si Er!"

Gu Nuoer ran fast on her calf, and the last two people fled to the Meihuadu.

The little guy supported the tree and gasped as he watched the sparkling water.

Ye Siming was puzzled: "You don't eat candy? We'll get the money soon."

Gu Nuoer sighed: "Brother Siming, you almost beat him to death, if we stay any longer, we will be responsible for the consultation fee!"

Ye Siming leaned against the tree with his arms folded, his eyes fearless: "He didn't make it clear that he can't hurt people, I just break the stones."

After that, he thought about it: "Is the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt so vulnerable?"

The little guy chirps: "It's Brother Siming who is too powerful!"

At this point, Gu Nuoer also gave up her desire to eat candy.

I was about to walk back with Ye Siming when I heard a very gentle voice from the plum tree.