Yang Wanli looked confused.

Yang Xiaotian said: "Lafitte has a Twitter account, I also have a Twitter account, Twitter has a private message function, and I have been chatting with Lafitte in private messages. What age are you getting, and what are you calling!"

Yang Wanli laughed miserably: "I see, I am like this, I was pretentious in the past, and I only saw the methods of you big men today." Yes, you're right, I'm not even as good as the Monkey King, but you are the Buddha, like the palm of the gods, turning the clouds and rain, and arranging me clearly!"

Yang Xiaotian said: "Now that you know the truth, even if you die, you are still an understanding ghost." Let's get caught!"

"I still have a way to go!" Yang Wanli suddenly became hideous, "That is a fight to the death! The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is yellow, I have a high fighting spirit all my life, and I will die like a person!"

Yang Wanli said, raised his foot, and kicked at Yang Xiaotian.

The suddenness of the attack was lightning fast.

However, Yang Xiaotian did not dodge or dodge, shook his head and said: "He is really stubborn, since this is the case, let's beat him to death! This person is full of evil, and his sins are monstrous, and it is difficult to write about it! If you don't kill him, it is not enough to make the people angry!"

While Yang Xiaotian was talking, the two masters under Yang Xiaotian, Su Ye and Wang Yuan, had already stopped in front of Yang Xiaotian and fought with Yang Wanli.

Yang Xiaotian sat back in his chair and said to Situ Qingyun: "Miss Situ, you have good martial arts, why don't you join the battle and bully the less? My subordinates will not rob you of your head, you can avenge your father with your own hands!"

"Thank you!" Situ Qingyun said, flashed, came to Yang Wanli, and also joined the battle.

Yang Wanli's martial arts are comparable to Situ Qingyun.

If he fights alone with Su Ye and Wang Yuan, he can almost open five or five.

But the three masters attacked Yang Wanli together, not to mention Yang Wanli's strength to fight back, and he didn't even have the ability to parry.

As the saying goes, "two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a good man can't stand up to many people".

A master of the same level, three to one, that is basically a hanging.

Yang Wanli does not have three heads and six arms, he can defend the front, but he can't guard the back, and he can't guard the left, but he can't guard the right.

Yang Wanli was soon embarrassed.

Syllable!

This is Wang Yuan's slap on Yang Wanli's shoulder.

Peng!

This is Situ Qingyun's punch that concentrates Yang Wanli's heart.

Card!

This was Su Ye kicking Yang Wanli's calf.

Yang Wanli was only more than ten rounds, and he was already staggering, his whole body was covered with scars, and he became a bloody man.

"Ahh Ah!!h Yang Wanli shouted, "I fought with you, I killed you!"

Although he shouted so loudly, Yang Wanli was still trapped and completely powerless. His madness, his roar, speaks volumes about his powerlessness.

Ten more rounds passed.

Yang Wanli's right arm was dislocated.

Comminuted fracture of the lower leg.

Blind in the left eye.

Teeth also fell out on the ground.

The dirt was mixed with blood.

It's miserable to the extreme.

Although Yang Wanli was still barely standing, Yang Wanli had completely lost the power to resist, from a peerless master, to a sandbag and a stake.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, once Yang Wanligui was the leader of Hongmen, with great momentum and dominance, and he couldn't live forever. But today's Yang Wanli is not as embarrassed as a lost dog. Such a stark contrast, although people know that Yang Wanli deserves it, but they can't help but sigh.

"Although he is the Son of Heaven, his death is not as good as that of a husband. Tang Yuelian sighed.

At this time, Wang Yuan and Su Ye retreated.

Su Ye said to Situ Qingyun: "Miss Situ, sandalwood punishment is too barbaric, don't use it, but Yang Wanli is full of evil, and he has done all the bad things, he really deserves to die." He is your real father-killer, and we will give you the right to kill him!"

Wang Yuan said: "Kill him or not, it's up to you!"

Situ Qingyun said: "I am very grateful. Saying that, in front of Yang Wanli, who came from Situ Qingyun, he said coldly: "Yang Wanli, you didn't expect that you would end up like this, right?"

Yang Wanli said: "I regret that I hesitated at the beginning and didn't kill them all, if you come to North America on the first day, I will suddenly attack, you will definitely die, and I will not do this." If you become a king or lose a king, I have nothing to say, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

Situ Qingyun no longer talks to Yang Wanli. Her eyes were deep and sad, and her expression was filled with a hint of remembrance of the past, and she said sadly: "Father, mother, brother, I avenge you! May your pure souls, who have passed away, be at peace in this bitter vengeance. Amen!" Situ Qingyun said and nodded at himself three times.

Then Situ Qingyun made a move.

"This punch is for my father!" Situ Qingyun grabbed Yang Wanli's sleeve with his left hand, turned into a fist with his right hand, and hit Yang Wanli's heart with one punch.

Yang Wanli spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This punch is for my mother!" Situ Qingyun punched Yang Wanli's lungs again!

"This punch is for my brother!" Situ Qingyun also punched Yang Wanli's kidney.

"This punch is for the Chinese compatriots who were sold into slavery by you!" Situ Qingyun punched Yang Wanli's lower abdomen.

"This punch is for those Chinese sisters who have been trampled and ravaged by you!" Situ Qingyun said, hitting Yang Wanli in the chin with a punch.

"This punch is for those homeless people whose organs were sold by you!" Situ Qingyun punched Yang Wanli in the cheek.

"This punch is for the world!"

Syllable!

Situ Qingyun no longer retracted his strength, and punched with all his might!

hit Yang Wanli in the chest.

Yang Wanli's internal organs have been shattered.

Yang Wanli, who was spitting blood, flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Fall to the ground.

He's dead.

A generation of heroes, the third-generation leader of Hongmen, who is full of evil, bid farewell to his sinful life.

"An era is over, twenty years ......," Zhang Beihai said quietly, "It's a pity that we are old and can't see the next twenty years...... Hongmen, hey, Hongmen......"

The three elders of Hongmen were a little sad.

They are not sad for Yang Wanli.

It's sad that Hongmen, which was once prosperous, has fallen to such a point.

Although she took revenge, Situ Qingyun didn't feel happy, she was even more sad than before, and a trace of tears slipped down her sweet and quiet face. She muttered: "It turns out that the feeling of revenge is not as happy as I imagined, and now I am like a hunter without a goal, I only feel very empty, endless emptiness." ”

Xu Kaiyang stepped forward and said, "Me is the same, the revenge is complete, and my life should come to an end." I'm not happy, just empty. ”