C454 face to the ground

The transvestite man had to admit that this person dressed like a noble young master was truly pretentious. It wasn't that he hadn't seen anyone who was pretentious before, but in terms of temperament and arrogance, this young noble youth before him was the best at acting, acting like he was the most similar and the most skilled at acting.

However, the problem was that this person was faking his own identity. This made the bewitching young man very angry. Furthermore, it was extremely intolerable. When had he ever encountered something like this? If he wanted to pretend to be a boss, he had to do it himself.

The more the transvestite thought about it, the angrier he became. His face, which had basically been disfigured, was completely red. This was a clear sign that he was burning with anger.

"I will let you know that putting on an act in front of me is a completely unforgivable mistake!" The transvestite could not bear it any longer and shouted at the noble young master.

"So you already have a choice? But this choice is not very good! " The noble young master gently shook the clothes on his body as he leisurely spoke. He did not put the other party in his eyes at all, even more so when he displayed his contempt and contempt.

"Cut the crap!" "Go to hell!" The man couldn't be bothered to continue their conversation. He had already categorized the three people in front of him as the ones he had to kill. Although this new young noble seemed to have some ability, so what? He was not a true dancer. He could be an expert in poison. Just this point was enough to scare off many experts, even a large portion of them.

Therefore, the demon man was confident that the final victor would definitely belong to himself. With his strange poison techniques, no matter how careful his opponent was, he might not be able to avoid certain death.

This time, there was a look of nervousness and worry on his face. After all, the target of this attack had also undergone a fundamental change, and the current noble young master was not as strong as the two who had fallen to the ground.

Watching the transvestite man pounce at him, the noble young master was not only not shocked or afraid, he did not even have the intention to dodge. Instead, he watched his opponent's actions with ridicule.

Although his internal organs had been shaken, they had not reached the point where they were unable to recover from the severe injuries. Therefore, his current speed was not much slower than before, but from the fact that his face was twitching from time to time, it could be seen that he was really in pain.

The noble young master looked at the demon that was getting closer and closer, waiting for his arrival. He had a confident look on his face. When the demon man was less than a meter away from the noble young master, the noble young master suddenly made his move. He raised his right palm and mercilessly smacked the demon man in front of his face.

The transvestite was completely stunned by his opponent's sudden attack. Caught off guard, he could only withdraw his palms that were originally aimed at his opponent's vitals and use them to block the incoming palm strike.

Bang! The transvestite's palm successfully hit the noble young master's palm, and successfully completed a 360 degree somersault three times and a half. In the end, he successfully completed the magnificent feat of using his face to the ground.

He had first been disfigured by the Old Yan, and then he had been slapped on the face by a brick. Just now, he had even completed the 'on top of the face' and 'on the bottom of the foot' movement, so who else could bear to grind that ugly face with thousands of holes?

At this moment, the man really had the urge to cry. He was clearly the one who took the initiative to attack the other party, but now he was the one who took the initiative to take the beating.

The noble young master stood there motionless as usual after exchanging blows with the man. It was as if his figure hadn't changed at all. It was as if he had pushed away a strand of hair and didn't use too much strength. From this, it could be seen who was superior to what was inferior, and who was superior to what was inferior.

"Just these two? I really overestimated you! I'm sorry, I overexerted myself just now! " The noble young master mocked the man.

"Cough cough, don't be too proud too early!" The transvestite man coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood and two front teeth as he spoke to the noble young master with an evil grin on his face.

Although the tone of the transvestite was not weak, his current appearance could only be described as a 'tragic sight', because after the impact, he landed on the ground with his face so his face had to bear the brunt of the impact. This way, his five senses would suffer the most serious injuries. As a result, his eyes were red and swollen, his nose was broken, and various degree of contusion was inflicted on other parts of his face.

"Pride? You? Honestly speaking, given your capability and capabilities, there isn't anything to be proud of. To put it bluntly, beating you up is as good as beating your grandson. It isn't a challenge at all! " The noble young master snorted disdainfully at the twisted expression in the man's eyes. His lips curled into a disdainful expression as he coldly snorted at the man.

"You ?" You're going too far! " The transvestite was truly at a loss for words, he had to hold back for a long time before letting out such a 'fart'. If one did not look at his face, and only heard his voice, it was quite a righteous and chivalrous scene, where, after being oppressed by a shameless and crazy disciple, he miserably threw his head back and roared a classic line.

"So what if I bully you? Unconvinced? "If you don't accept it, continue. Even though your mother can't recognize your current appearance, I can guarantee that your mother won't be able to see that you look like a human at all!" That noble young master seemed more like a tyrannical and tyrannical gentleman, speaking to the transvestite at the right time.

He became extremely arrogant, as if all the anger and frustration were all an act. After he restrained his laughter, the transvestite slowly opened his mouth and said, "Haha, go ahead and curse! I want to see how long you can keep going on! "

"I really don't have the time to talk nonsense with you. If I didn't think that you were too stupid and too playful, that palm attack just now would have been enough to prevent you from seeing the sun on the second day!" The noble young master did not seem to be suspicious of the other's emotions. In fact, his mood did not seem to be affected at all. He continued to speak mockingly to the man.

"However, you did not kill me. Whether or not I can see the sun on the second day, you will definitely not be able to see it!" The transvestite man slowly stood up and wiped the blood off his mouth. At the same time, he rubbed his front teeth that were no longer there and answered.

"Oh? "He's that confident?" The noble young master pretended to be surprised and asked.

"Don't you believe it? "Look at your palm!" The transvestite man said to the noble young master with an expression as if victory was within his grasp.

The demon man was indeed worthy of his confidence. As someone who was good at using poison, how could he win by relying solely on his inner strength and palm energy? In the instant that the transvestite fought with his opponent, he had actually already poisoned his opponent's palm. According to the time taken, the other party's palm should have turned a deep black, then it followed the direction of the blood vessels and ascended upwards, eventually spreading to his internal organs.

Furthermore, the poison used by the man was the most poisonous one in his hands. As long as a person was exposed to even a little bit of it, they would go and drink the kung fu tea with the King of Hell in the time it took to brew a cup of tea. The most important thing was that this poison had no antidote at all, and it was even more impossible to rely on poison to attack people. This was because this poison was extremely toxic and was not something that could be neutralized by ordinary poisons.

Once the poison flared up, it would fester from the inside out and gradually spread throughout the body from the inside out, eventually turning into a puddle of black water. Not even blood or bone dregs would remain, this was also the work that the transvestite was most proud of.

"It's very clean!" The noble young master obediently lifted up one of his hands. First, he looked at it for himself, then he held it out for the transvestite to look at.

"No, it's not this one, it's the other one. The one that was in the palm of my hand just now!" The other party had used one hand to strike, so even if there was a problem with his palm, it would be with the other hand. The person in front of him did not even want to let his other hand leak out, even a fool would know that there was no problem with the other hand, or rather, there was no problem so quickly.

"Oh, but, isn't it also very clean? If you don't believe me, look! " The noble young master raised his other hand and looked at it. It was still the same as before. Thus, he raised his hand towards the noble young master and said with a puzzled expression.

"This ?" How is that possible? " The transvestite man cried out in disbelief. His own method of poisoning had been tempered hundreds of times. It could be said that he had absolute confidence in his ability. However, the situation now showed that he had failed. The other party hadn't been poisoned at all.

Did he really have the ability to neutralize this poison? But how is that possible? If the other party had swallowed an antidote pill or any other medicine, he would have noticed and stopped him immediately. He had even acted out of despair to divert the other party's attention and increase the effects of the poison, but how could he have imagined that the other party was not poisoned? How was this possible?

"Isn't it strange?" The noble young master's teasing voice sounded again. He was no longer playing around like he did before. Instead, he was talking with a weird expression on his face.

"How did you do it?" I clearly poisoned you, how are you fine? " He wanted to know if he had succeeded in poisoning the other party. If he had succeeded in detoxifying the poison, then where would the poison in his palm go if he did not succeed in detoxifying the poison?