"Zhao Ge, remember what you said."

Swinging Lu Ming away, Chen Yu walked to the Grand Master's chair.

Glancing at the fine needles on the chair, Chen Yu sat down on the spot.

Wow!

Everyone present leaned forward and stared at Chen Yu with astonishment on their faces.

They moved Sanli out just to scare Chen Yu.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yu was so reckless that he had to sit down!

Lu Ming was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body softened.

Zhao Ge held the armrest tightly and stared at Chen Yu.

Will this guy be stabbed to death?

"Zhao Ge, are you scared?"

Chen Yu smiled and spoke with a relaxed expression.

"Are you okay?"

Zhao Ge looked puzzled and stared straight at the Grand Master's chair.

Chen Yu smiled but said nothing and stood up slowly.

Seeing the scene of the Grand Master's chair, there was a gasp of air-conditioning at the scene.

Everyone's face looked like they had seen a ghost.

The steel needles on the Grand Master's chair were still standing just now, shining with a cold light.

But at this moment, everything has been crushed into puddles of soft mud.

"What the hell?"

Lu Ming's mouth opened wide and he subconsciously cursed.

Is Mr. Chen okay?

And he crushed all the steel nails into mud with his ass?

What kind of steel ass is this?

Zhao Ge was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out.

The steel nails on the Grand Master's chair are all made of fine steel.

Even horizontal kung fu such as Iron Cloth Shirt cannot achieve such results unless it reaches a profound level.

Is this kid a master of external martial arts?

Zhao Ge thought secretly in his heart.

With a smile on his face, Chen Yu said: "Now, can you let me wash my hands?"

Zhao Ge suppressed his shock and waved his hand.

The two people brought the boiling hot oil to Chen Yu.

Some flying insects were smoked and fell into the oil basin, and were immediately fried with a crisp sound.

Lu Ming's scalp was numb and he had already covered his eyes and did not dare to look anymore.

All around, other people stretched their necks and looked at Chen Yu.

"please!"

Zhao Ge made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Yu smiled slightly and inserted his hands into the boiling oil.
Chapter completed!