Wu Zongdian still said the same thing, he didn't believe that Chang Jin really dared to kill his son, at most he would scare and scare himself, thinking that he couldn't see it?

Who gave you the courage to dare to be so lawless?

After Chang Jin received Wu Zongdian's reply, a cold light flashed in his eyes, do you really think that labor and management would not dare to kill people? If it weren't for the fact that it was really in the country now, you would have wiped out your whole family in a few minutes.

"Okay, okay, you didn't want to see blood today, but you forced labor and management to do it, so let's bleed your son. ”

Although there are many folding knives that are very sharp, pieces of paper can kill, and this folding knife is still very easy to wipe a person's neck.

Gripping the folding knife in his hand tightly, he was about to slash through Wu Zongdian's son's neck, letting him know whether he dared or not.

Now there is nothing in this world that he does not dare to do, only what he wants to do or does not want to do.

"Wu Zongdian!" Without waiting for Chang Jin's move, Tang Yuwei's voice sounded from outside the door, and I saw Tang Yuwei and Pei Qingyun walking in from outside the door.

When they got home, they saw that Jiang Qingyue was not in the villa, and no one answered more than a dozen calls, but only after looking at the surveillance records did they know that Jiang Qingyue had been arrested, and Tang Yuwei also asked people to investigate the license plate numbers of the two Porsches, and took her cousin to find the martial arts directly.

As soon as they came to the villa, they saw a shocking scene, Chang Jin was holding a folding knife on the neck of Wu Zongdian's son Wu Feiyan, and the two were instantly dumbfounded, how could Chang Jin be here?

What the hell is going on?

Chang Jin just glanced at Tang Yuwei and the others, and didn't want to explain anything to the two, grabbed Wu Feiyan's hair with his left hand, folded the knife on his neck, looked at Wu Zongdian and said coldly: "Wu Zongdian, I don't want to know why you sent someone to kill Jiang Qingyue, and I don't want to know why you took her away."

I'll put my words here today, if Jiang Qingyue doesn't appear in front of my eyes, or if she is hurt a little, I will let you martial arts chickens and dogs not stay, if you don't believe it, we can try it and see if I dare to do it. ”

"Young man, the tone is too rampant!" Before Wu Zongdian could speak, an old man walked down from the second floor of the villa, dressed in a black Tai Chi suit, with crane hair and a childish face, especially those eyes, with a cold light.

The moment Pei Qingzi saw the old man, he was surprised and handed over, didn't this old guy say that he was seriously injured by an unknown master? Why does it seem that nothing is going on now?

Could it be that the information I got earlier was wrong?

"Dad. Wu Zongdian hurriedly stood up, walked towards his father, and bowed down and shouted.

"Dad?!" Chang Jin heard this, and curiously glanced at the old man in the black Tai Chi suit, and then looked at Wu Zongdian's father and son, their eyes were very similar, the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren have gathered, so it's okay, just exchange the heads of the three of you for Jiang Qingyue.

"Young man, I advise you to let my grandson go, otherwise you will have some accidents, don't blame me for not reminding you, you have to know how to advance and retreat. Wu Yunsong stood in the living room with his hands in his hands, not angry and majestic, and a majestic momentum instantly pressed towards Chang Jin's body.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. Chang Jin felt that momentum, and his body shook slightly, instantly shattering Wu Yunsong's momentum, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Oh? "Wu Yunsong was very surprised, he didn't expect that this young man could crush his momentum, it seems that he still has some strength, but he just has strength, my martial arts family is not a place where anyone can go wild.

"Old Man Wu, don't go too far with some things, otherwise it won't be good for everyone. Pei Qingyun suddenly said on the side.

"Oh, it turns out that Nanshan Pei family, what does our martial family want, I think you should also be clear, right?" Wu Yunsong glanced at Pei Qingyun lightly, then looked at Chang Jin coldly, and said: "Give you one last chance, I'll give you ten seconds, let my grandson go, and then kneel down and kowtow to apologize, I can not blame the past." ”

"It's impossible!Apologize?old thing, I think you're dreaming, right?" Pei Qingyun was about to open his mouth to persuade Chang Jin, but Chang Jin was the first to speak, and his tone was extremely cold, making people feel like falling into an ice cave, and he couldn't help but hit a spirit.

"Old guy, don't be embarrassed, with your cultivation, you dare to rely on the old and sell the old in front of me, what kind of thing are you!" Chang Jin finished speaking, and a knife directly wiped Wu Feiyan's neck, and blood flowed immediately.

This scene stunned everyone present, Chang Jin really made a dead move, isn't he afraid of the martial family's revenge?

"Little brute, I'll kill you!" Wu Zongdian saw that his son was touched by his neck and died in front of his eyes, he instantly lost his calm, stepped out, and smashed his fist at Chang Jin's head.

Wu Zongdian was Chang Jin's opponent, and he was directly pinched by Chang Jin's fist, and his whole body suddenly fell to the ground, kneeling in front of Chang Jin, and the folding knife fell steadily on his neck.

"To let it go or not to let it go!" Looking at Wu Yunsong's hideous old face, Chang Jin said without any emotion, if he doesn't let people go, he will continue to kill, and kill until you release people, what kind of bullshit martial arts, will labor and management care?

Wu Yunsong clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were full of murderous aura, this beast actually killed his grandson, that is his most beloved grandson, die!

"It seems that you still don't plan to let go, then he will go down to accompany your grandson, the two of you have a companion on Huangquan Road. After Chang Jin finished speaking, he raised his folding knife and was about to stab him in the neck.

At this moment, Wu Yunsong instantly appeared in front of Chang Jin, and with endless anger, he hit Chang Jin's cheek fiercely, he wants to avenge his most beloved grandson, the second son will die today!

"Old thing, fuck off!"

It's a pity that when Wu Yunsong's fist was three inches away from Chang Jin, an angry shout sounded, and Wu Yunsong's whole person flew out directly with blood in his mouth, slammed into the wall, and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Grunt!

Pei Qingyun, who watched this scene, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, what kind of strength is this? Even if his grandfather comes, he may not be able to defeat Wu Yunsong so easily, right?

Wu Yunsong is an existence at the peak of the Xuan Rank, and in the cultivation realm, it is the peak of the Qi cultivation period, and he is also a figure with a head and a face in Jiangcheng, and he was shocked by Chang Jin's words, what kind of strength is this Chang Jin? He is so young, has he already entered the ground level? But the facts are in front of him, so he has to believe it.

"I'll say it one last time, if you don't let people go, I'll destroy your martial arts family, anyway, I've already killed one, and I don't care about taking a few more lives. Chang Jintie blushed and said without any emotion.

Wu Zongdian, who was held by a knife around his neck, instantly cooled down, and his heart was full of fear, his father was defeated like this, who is this kid? Why is his strength so terrifying? Why would he help Jiang Qingyue come out?

Such a young ground-level martial artist, is this still human?

Wu Yunsong was stunned by Chang Jin's hand, got up tremblingly and walked to the landline, dialed a number, and asked his subordinates to send Jiang Qingyue to the villa.

Chang Jin still didn't mean to let go of Wu Zongdian, and when he saw Jiang Qingyue, he said that if he was injured a little, then both of them would die to make amends.

The king of heaven is here, and I am not afraid of it now! Not to mention a little martial artist.

Wu Zongdian has now been frightened by Chang Jin, and he doesn't dare to gasp, he has long lost his calm appearance, and the judge who doesn't take Chang Jin in his eyes is like the two of them.

Now kneeling on the ground, I don't dare to move my eyes, and now I have become so cowardly, which is really shocking.

Ten minutes later, there was a roar outside the villa, and eight people walked in with Jiang Qingyue, who was tied up with five flowers, with a towel in his mouth and traces of tears on his face, obviously scared when he was taken away just now.

Seeing Tang Yuwei and the others, Jiang Qingyue struggled violently, but the eight black-clothed people did not let go, and the head of the family just asked them to bring Jiang Qingyue over, and did not mean to let them go.

"Let go. Although Wu Yunsong was unwilling, he could only let people go, and the eight of them untied the rope on Jiang Qingyue's body when they heard this.

"Vivi. Jiang Qingyue threw herself into Tang Yuwei's arms and cried, she was sitting at home in a good manner, and suddenly broke into a meal without saying anything, she was knocked unconscious and taken away, and when she woke up in a small dark room, she struggled desperately and shouted for help, and was slapped twice, and now her face is still hot and painful.

"The people have been brought, you should also release them. "Wu Yunsong has already released him according to Chang Jin's intentions, and it is time to release his son.

A palm slapped on the back of Wu Zongdian's head, directly knocking him unconscious.

Wu Yunsong didn't say anything when he saw Chang Jin's movements, it was better to be knocked out than to be killed.

"Who slapped you in the face?" Chang Jin asked after seeing the finger prints on Jiang Qingyue's cheek.

"He did it. Jiang Qingyue pointed to a man in black and said, although she didn't know how Chang Jin appeared here, but when she saw Wu Feiyan lying on the ground, and saw him holding a knife on Wu Zongdian's neck, she knew that he was here for himself.

"You give the labor. Chang Jin watched Jiang Qingyue point to a man with pockmarks on his face, stepped forward and grabbed his neck, and threw him directly at the dining table, without even having a chance to resist.

The remaining seven people saw that their boss was thrown at the table, and they wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by Wu Yunsong with his eyes, and they could only suppress the anger in their hearts.

"Which hand hit it?" Chang Jin asked when he looked up at Jiang Qingyue.

"It seems to be a right hand. Although Jiang Qingyue didn't understand what Chang Jin was going to do, she remembered for a moment and said.

Chang Jin Wenyan picked up the watermelon knife on the dining table, pointed to the pockmarked face and said, "Put your hand on the table obediently, don't let me do it." ”

"How old are you? Why should labor and management listen to you, grass!" said with an unhappy face, how old are you? That shot didn't kill your dog, count your fate.

The pockmarked face remembered Chang Jin, and Chang Jin naturally remembered him, and he saw the other party's appearance clearly when he shot.

"You're quite backbone!" The next second, his right hand was held by Chang Jin and placed on the table, and his right hand was directly chopped off in a flash.