Paralyzed, a murderous beast like a wolf, whoever spares him, who should be thundered and struck by the sky!

Yang Xiaoqian cut off his limbs, and the last sword cut off his head!

Since Yang Xiaoqian became a cultivator, he has also killed people, but he has rarely been so ruthless!

Because this beast killed his fathers and fellow villagers!

If he's paralyzed, he deserves to die!

Yang Xiaoqian let out a bad breath again, and his heart was a lot more relaxed.

"Paralyzed, there is no good product in the Futu Gate of Miaojiang, and I sent a storage ring to Lao Tzu!"

He unceremoniously took off the storage ring from the wolf's finger and put it into his own storage ring, waiting for time to erase the seal on it and see what treasures were inside.

Then he put the body with the severed arm into the storage ring and went back to the four innocent villagers who were bloodied.

Eventually, he took the twenty ghost servants back into the ghost box in the storage ring.

He summoned the teleportation charm, and was about to teleport directly to Shangjing to find Wang Hejun to settle accounts, when suddenly the words of the heavenly wolf when he was dying and begging for mercy echoed in his mind!

"Brother, I tell you a big secret, this world is about to perish, as long as you spare my life, I can introduce you to a mysterious organization, only this mysterious organization can lead us out of the abyss of death!"

Yang Xiaoqian's face changed when he thought of these words.

Is this a lie to himself by the wolf's nonsense in order to survive? Or is what he said true?

He was deep in thought.

He was too reckless under his fury just now, and he looked off the wolf's head with one sword, and he asked him clearly before he knew it, and then cut off his head with a sword.

"The world is dying? Damn! This stupid bite must have been too much of the movie "2012"!"

He no longer believes in such nonsense, after all, this kind of talk is too fantastic.

He put on the teleportation charm and vanished.

……

Going to Beijing, late at night.

Wang Hejun guarded the villa.

Wang Hejun sat on the sofa in the study and drank tea leisurely, waiting for the wolf to come back with Yang Xiaoqian's head.

"The paralyzed little brute actually wants to avenge your stupid father? You don't even weigh how many pounds and taels you have! Lao Tzu has gone from being an educated youth who cut into the queue to go to the countryside to being in the top 10 of the Chinese rich list, and the paralyzed Lao Tzu has never seen any big winds and waves! Lao Tzu has eaten more salt than you have eaten, walked more bridges than you have walked, and played with more women than you have seen! Are you grassy, fighting with Lao Tzu? You are still tender!"

Wang Hejun muttered proudly.

He had vaguely guessed that Yang Xiaoqian was a cultivator, and for the sake of insurance, he invited his "colleague" Heavenly Wolf to deal with Yang Xiaoqian!

They are all members of a mysterious and extreme terrorist organization in the West, the Heavenly Wolf has the strength of the seventh layer of the Qi cultivation period, and he has seen with his own eyes how awesome his methods are.

Even if Yang Xiaoqian is a cultivator, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, how high is his realm?

Wang Hejun estimated that the Heavenly Wolf was going to kill Yang Xiaoqian, which was too light!

He looked at his watch at more than ten o'clock, and estimated that the wolf was coming back soon, and he drank the cup of tea in one gulp excitedly, and his whole body trembled a little.

Suddenly!

With a click, something landed on the coffee table in front of him!

He chuckled in his heart, looked at the object, his face changed wildly, and he jumped up with a scream!

That's a bloody human head!

The head he's waiting for is coming!

But it's not Yang Xiaoqian's, it's the wolf's!

He instantly understood that the wolf was planted in Yang Xiaoqian's hands!

He ran away wildly, but when he ran to the door, he was pushed back by an invisible and powerful force, and fell to the ground with a click, wailed a few times, and shouted: "Someone...... Come on, people......"

Yang Xiaoqian appeared, sat leisurely on the sofa, found a clean cup, poured a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely.

Just now, he came to Wang Hejun's study incognito, and he had already thrown out an isolation charm to isolate the study, and even if Wang Hejun shouted through his throat, the bodyguards at home couldn't hear it.

"Hehehe, you are Yang Xian's nephew, if you have something to say, you have something to say, your father and I are sworn brothers, we are all our own people!"

Wang Hejun knew that it was useless to scream, so he struggled to get up, hehehehe, nodded his head, said good things again and again, and quickly thought of a way out in his mind.

"Grass you old brute, do you remember that you and my father are sworn brothers!"

Yang Xiaoqian's face sank, he didn't need to get close to him at all, he slapped him in the air, flew him out sideways, slammed into the wall, and was pushed back by the power of the isolation charm, and a vicious dog ate Xiang and grabbed it on the ground with its head down and feet up, screaming like a pig.

“…… Virtuous nephew spares his life...... I was wrong, I was wrong...... What I have is money, I am worth nearly 100 billion, as long as you go around me, I can give you half of my property...... You won't be able to spend it in ten lifetimes...... Why do people live? Isn't it for money? With money, you can buy anything......?

Wang Hejun knew that he had already stepped into the ghost gate with one foot, lying on the ground, racing for more than a second, desperately lobbying about Yang Xiaoqian.

His eyes flashed, his mouth was full of passion, and a hand had crept into his waist.

Suddenly!

He pulled out a delicate little pistol!

"Grass, you are better than a little brute, die for Lao Tzu!"

He frantically pulled the trigger at Yang Xiaoqian with a grim face.

This delicate little pistol looks like a child's toy, but in fact it is the latest murderous weapon designed and manufactured by the country's top gunfire experts, and there are only six in the world at present.

One of them is the one he holds!

His family history is extremely unclean, he has many enemies, and he attaches great importance to self-defense weapons, so he did not hesitate to spend a sky-high price to buy this small pistol!

Brush!

Small pistols don't emit bullets!

It's a blue laser!

Yang Xiaoqian's eyes were so keen, he had already seen his hand secretly stretched out to his waist just now, and secretly sneered.

An ordinary man wants to sneak attack a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi cultivation period?

It's the most unreliable thing in the world!

He didn't give a damn at all!

Even if Wang Hejun took out his small pistol, he was still disdainful!

He could have dodged the bullet a long time ago, and now he can dodge it with his eyes closed!

But he was a little careless, he never expected that a laser could be emitted from a small pistol!

How terrifying is the speed of light!

He dodged to the side as best he could, but he only dodged the vital point of the heart, and the blue laser still pierced his left shoulder!

He let out a loud shout, and before he could fire a second shot, a volley of slammed his palm into his hand holding the gun!

Rumble!

Under his rage, this palm used ten percent of his strength, the speed was extremely fast, and the strength was extremely strong, directly with a gun and a hand and an arm, and it was blown to pieces!

……

(End of chapter)