Liu Yehua, Zhao Haoran and others all looked at each other, and the second monk was puzzled.

"Colonel Lin, what's wrong?" Liu Yehua frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice.

He always felt that something was not right.

Liu Mingwei said nonchalantly: "Dad, isn't Colonel Lin just having diarrhea, let's just wait for him for a while." ”

"What do you know? It's a shame that your grandfather still compliments you on being smart all day long. I think you're just going to be a little clever. ”

Liu Yehua said in a stern tone, "Colonel Lin is a senior martial artist, how can he not even stand the pain of diarrhea?"

Qi Xuefan nodded and agreed: "I also think it's very strange." Colonel Lin probably isn't going to help us. ”

"Probably not. ”

Zhao Haoran shook his head and said in a firm tone, "Because of some coincidences, Colonel Lin owes our Zhao family a favor. My father personally came to him to help, which was equivalent to asking him to return the favor. Since he promised to help, there was no reason why he should not help to the end. After all, for him, this is just a gesture, and it is not a big matter related to his life. ”

And that's true. ”

Fang Zhehan nodded and said, "Martial artists are the ones who keep their promises the most. Otherwise, it is easy to shake the heart of martial arts. Colonel Lin wouldn't be stupid enough to do such a stupid thing. ”

Just when they were justifying themselves like this, Wu Gan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked, "Have you said enough?"

"Huh?" When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, and collectively looked at Wu Gan.

Wu Gan said again: "If enough is enough, shut up. I ask questions, and you answer. ”

"!"

Liu Mingwei had just been taught a lesson by his father, and he was holding back the fire in his heart, but at this moment, when he heard Wu Gan speak so arrogantly, he immediately stretched out his finger, pointed at Wu Gan's nose, and scolded, "You stupid little white face! What kind of thing are you? Dare to talk to us like this!"

Liu Yehua also only thought that Wu Qian was Nangong Qiqing's entourage, glanced at him contemptuously, and said mockingly: "Miss Nangong, you really should take some time to take care of your subordinates." When the masters speak, where can a subordinate interject casually? It's just too ignorant of the rules. ”

When Nangong Qiqing heard this, she was about to open her mouth to explain, but she heard Wu Qian suddenly ask: "On the night when the lone wolf special combat team of the Yanjing Military Region was besieged, who among you was at the scene?"

Wu Qian had already heard from Mei Shusheng about the tragic scene of the night when the lone wolf special combat team was besieged.

That night, there was a river of blood.

Of the one hundred and eight core members of the team, only the "Jade Mask Shura" Mei Shusheng, the "Gun Ghost" Liang Bo and the "Bone Spur" Luo Jingtian successfully escaped under the cover of the captain Wu Zhenfeng.

The remaining one hundred and five core team members, as well as many ordinary team members, were all killed.

Captain Wu Zhenfeng was captured alive and disappeared.

Among the many forces involved in that siege were the Liu, Zhao, Qi, and Fang families of the Seven Little Families of Yanjing.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

Wu Qian naturally wouldn't let go of the group of people in front of him easily.

Suddenly hearing Wu Gan's question, the expressions of Liu Yehua, Zhao Haoran, Qi Xuefan and Fang Zhehan all became very ugly.

"Who are you?" Liu Yehua narrowed his eyes, stared at Wu Gan deadly, and asked in a deep voice.

Wu Gan was sarcastic and silent.

Liu Yehua suddenly raised his voice, shouted, and asked, "Answer me, who are you?"

From his reaction, it can be seen that what happened that night was very important, and it is by no means suitable to mention casually.

"It doesn't matter who I am. ”

Wu Qian said indifferently, "The important thing is how much effort your respective families contributed on the night the lone wolf special combat team was besieged. ”

Hearing this, the expressions of Liu Yehua, Zhao Haoran, Qi Xuefan and Fang Zhehan instantly became even more ugly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Liu Yehua was the first to say.

Immediately after, the other three also said, "Yes, we don't know what you're talking about..."

"Huh. ”

Wu Qian laughed twice and asked rhetorically, "Don't you think it's too late to say that you don't know now?"

"What's the delay, I don't know, I don't know..."

Liu Yehua planned to mess around, but he was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Wu Gan: "My patience is limited, if you don't want to die, just tell me the truth!"

"!"

Liu Mingwei looked at Wu Gan's arrogant appearance, he couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded again, "You stupid! What qualifications do you have to talk to my dad in this tone? Believe it or not, I can kill you now, master?"

As the young master of the Liu family, one of the seven small families of Yanjing, from childhood to adulthood, everyone around him was kind to him, how could anyone have been so arrogant as Wu Gan?

Not only yelled at him, but also had a bad attitude towards his father, he was simply looking for death!

"Kill me?"

Wu Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Weiming, hooked the corners of his mouth and asked, "How are you going to kill me?"

Liu Weiming grinned and said with a cruel smile: "How you want to die, I can fulfill you, master." Of course, my favorite way to die is to cut off the entire head with a knife. Clean, neat, and straight to the point. ”

He deliberately said it so frighteningly, just to see the frightened expression on Wu Gan's face.

However, there was always a faint mocking smile on Wu Gan's face, which had never changed.

"Don't you believe that I dare to cut off your head with a knife?" Liu Mingwei stared at Wu Gan, frowning and asking rhetorically.

Wu Qian shook his head and replied, "No, I believe it." ”

"Then why aren't you afraid?" asked Liu Mingwei again.

When Wu Qian heard this question, the mocking smile on his face suddenly became even stronger.

He said lightly: "Because for me, cutting off a head is really too easy, no different from eating and drinking." If it were you, would you be afraid to eat and drink?"

Speaking of this, he paused, slowly raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger and middle finger side by side, pointed at Liu Mingwei, and swiped casually.

Sou!

Fingertips burst out with a dazzling golden light.

The golden light turned into a scimitar and slashed horizontally at Liu Mingwei's neck with lightning speed.

Swish!

It's like cutting a watermelon.

Liu Mingwei's neck was cut off on the spot.

A big head, rolled to the ground without warning.

Eyes widened.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Mingwei's body fell straight to the floor.

This series of actions, which may seem like a long time, actually only happens in one second.

Almost at the same time as Wu Gan's voice fell, Liu Mingwei instantly turned his head in a different place.

The whole process happened so suddenly that after Liu Mingwei's head moved, no one reacted for a while.

There was silence around, no

There was a hint of superfluous sound, and a needle drop could be heard.

"Goo-dong!"

After a long time, the sound of someone swallowing saliva was heard.

"Son... Son..."

Liu Yehua finally came back to his senses, his eyes were bloodshot, red, trembling all over, and his lips trembled, "How, how could it be..."

He squatted down, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and twisted his ten fingers indiscriminately, wanting to pick up his son Liu Mingwei's head, but he didn't dare to touch it anyway.

"No, that's not true... It's not true..."

Liu Yehua shook his head vigorously and muttered to himself, "My son is not dead, my son will not die..."

Saying this, his fingertips finally touched Liu Mingwei's head.

Then, as if he was crazy, he picked up Liu Mingwei's head, hugged him into his arms hard, and howled heartbreakingly.

"Ahh Mingwei, my son, ah..."

He only has such a son.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, which is a hundred times more painful than killing him!

Zhao Haoran, Qi Xuefan and Fang Zhehan couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies when they saw Liu Yehua holding a bloody head and howling wildly.

Liu Qiang, Zhao Guangqiang, Qi Feng and Fang Wenyuan finally recognized Liu Mingwei the moment Wu Qian killed him with a wave of his hand.

"You... You are... You are..."

The four of them couldn't help retching, their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost, and they looked at Wu Gan, who was calm and relaxed, with fear in their eyes.

At the beginning, at the birthday banquet of the old man of the Long family in Xinzhong City, a group of bodyguards brought by Tong Shengming, Wan Jinyou and Shen Ling besieged Wu Gan alone, but they were all knocked to the ground within ten seconds.

At that time, Wu Gan was filled with a strong murderous aura all over his body, like a killing god.

Compared with the rich murderous aura floating around Liu Mingwei's head when Wu Qian waved his hand in front of him, it was exactly the same.

"Do you know him?" Zhao Haoran asked in a trembling voice when he saw the expressions of the four of them.

The four of them only knew how to nod, but they all pursed their lips tightly, not daring to answer.

Because, Wu Qian was staring at them with his eyes full of cold coldness.

They had no doubt that as long as they dared to say more, Wu Qian would dare to cut off their heads before they could open their mouths and make a sound.

"Don't just nod your head, but say something. Qi Xuefan didn't look over, he didn't look at Liu Mingwei's body at all, and his voice sounded a little hurriedly.

"No, we don't know him. ”

"Yes, we don't..."

"I don't know..."

Liu Qiang, Zhao Guangqiang, Qi Feng and Fang Wenyuan chose to conceal Wu Gan's true identity while having a very tacit understanding.

Because, they think, only in this way will they be able to live.

The expressions of Zhao Jifu, Peng Shuai, Liang Yubin and Zhai Hanlin's master and apprentice are also very ugly at this moment.

Although Zhao Jifu has always been conceited and conceited, he has not yet reached the point of blindness.

Wu Qian waved two fingers at will, and he could cut off Liu Mingwei's head in the air. Such a magical method, even a grandmaster, could not be used. Only the more powerful Grand Master can control the qi and hurt people and kill people invisibly!

This little white face in front of him turned out to be a great grandmaster?

Zhao Jifu, who realized this, his heart was beating faster, and his whole heart was almost jumping out of his throat.

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