"I'm not lucky to meet me. If you leave this downtown, you will definitely not be in the Apocalypse Empire..."

The Titan King originally wanted to say that there would be no place for you to live in.

But as soon as he was halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that he might not be able to beat the other party.

Countless epochs ago, when he was still incredibly glorious, he was beaten up for no reason.

At that time, the big fist of the sandbag greeted him in his face. The Titan King, who was originally as strong as a mountain, was smashed into a large dwarf with a height of two meters.

Damn!

Even the newborn Titan baby is taller than him!

The shadow area left by the past is now pressing against the heart of the Titan King like cumulonimbus clouds.

He touched the shiny bald head and ruthlessly retracted the hammer head:

"This time I spare your life, I hope you don't know how to be ruthless."

Ye Mingyu also put down his staff.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Titan King is cowardly.

The cowardly king is the phoenix that removes hair.

Ye Mingyu noticed the clothes of the Titan King.

I found that his outfit was full of street stalls and there was a hole in his pants.

Is the Titan King doing a miserable life now?

This idea emerged, and Ye Mingyu's eyes suddenly felt a little more pity.

He sighed and took two steps forward.

I was originally planning to comfort the Titan King, but who knew that when this guy saw him step forward, he immediately took a few steps back.

"Don't come over, I'll tell you, if you dare to touch me, no one will let you go..."

"Do you have a drink?" Ye Mingyu sighed.

"Why?"

The Titan King was stunned.

Nebula Tavern.

On the dining table in the corner.

The bald strong man sat on the chair like a hill. He raised his hand and grabbed the bottle, just like a cyclopter catching a lamb.

The sixty-degree strong wine swallowed into his throat without blinking.

"How are you doing recently?" Ye Mingyu asked speculated.

"What? I'm living a comfortable life. It's up to you? Do you have any objections?"

Although the Titan King said it very naturally.

But Ye Mingyu knew that these were all illusions.

If he lives a comfortable life, why would he wear torn pants on the street?

Considering the Titan King, this matter cannot be clearly stated. A good young man will not poke others' pain points casually.

"No objection, no objection, by the way... why is your current strength only at the third level?"

When Ye Mingyu first met him.

I realized the other party's weakness.

At first I thought it was a means to hide my strength, but now it seems that it is probably a magic similar to a seal.

Obviously, when he was resurrected in the temple in his previous life, the Titan King was invited to join in the fun.

Why are you suddenly changing your face now?

Is this the consequence of evil consequences?

Ye Mingyu handed his orange juice to the greedy Ye Yezi, and silently watched his shadow-changing expression.

There is definitely a story here!

Although I used to be disliked by the Titan King and always hurt each other, after so many years, some things have to be readily available.

After all, in Ye Mingyu's memory, the friction between the two sides was not as huge as imagined.

He just touched the other person a few times.

Don't make a deadly enemy.

Ye Mingyu fell down another orange juice and looked at the ragged strong man at the table:

"Including Ye Ye Zi, we only have three acquaintances. If you have anything unhappy, tell me..."

Let everyone be happy.

The Titan King put down the bottle, slumped in the chair, looking at the confused patterns on the ceiling.

"How long have you been to the Apocalypse Kingdom?" he murmured.

“Just arrived today.”

"Then there is still a chance, so leave now."

"But....."

"No, but, let you go!"

The Titan King has a cold face.

The blood and blood are surging.

The internal stable barrier in the tavern is automatically triggered.

Although it was resolved, it still scared the guests around it.

The service staff came to warn him a few times, then turned around and left.

Ye Mingyu told the waiter that if you want two more bottles of wine, you will need the most intense, and money is not a problem.

Then Ye Mingyu folded his hands on the table, leaned his body slightly, and whispered:

"Did the gods make it?"

Here he is talking about the Demon God.

The god of fraud and theft is a world-destroying boss, so he should be at least at the same level as Ye Yezi.

The seal of the Titan King is more than enough.

Maybe the demon saw that the Titan King was ugly and damaged the appearance, so he sealed him and sent him to the construction site to move bricks.

The Titan King looked around.

After discovering that there were no suspicious characters, he signaled Ye Mingyu to rise to the barrier.

The translucent blurred white light enveloped the small corner of this tavern.

In the corner, the Titan King tapped his chest, "Look."

Under Ye Mingyu's gaze.

The five fingers of his right hand suddenly pierced into his heart, and the blood light burst.

A big hole exploded in the mouth of the heart.

The wind poured in through the hole.

There is nothing inside.

"My heart was stolen." The Titan King said the fact calmly.

The heart is the source of power for the Titans.

Just like the spiritual sea of ​​human wizards.

Not everyone is as perverted as Ye Mingyu. Even the King of Titans has only one heart.

The heart was stolen, and the power of Titan disappeared, and the strength was not enough.

The dignified Titan King also turned into a large meat tank, with no strength except for the power of qi and blood.

"But even with your body alone, you can still tear the sky and the earth. Why be so poor?" Ye Mingyu asked.

"Poor? What's poor?" The Titan King was stunned.

Ye Mingyu said his guess without thinking: "Look at how you are dressed like this, and you look like you are out of a refugee slum. You must be short of money and eating dirt..."

"You damn it's a ripped outfit, trendy, understand?"

"Tumpie me, I'll say, we're all old acquaintances, there's no need to hold on," Ye Mingyu questioned, "Even if it's really a ripped outfit, your aesthetic taste is too bad. You are tall and strong, but you're still wearing ripped out now? Can you cover it up..."

More and more, the Titan King suppressed his anger.
To be continued...