Ji Yongfeng had never hated someone so much, and now when he saw Ling Hao, he wanted him to die.

It is necessary to use the most cruel method to let him die in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"The man kneels to the sky and kneels to his parents, let me kneel to you, this animal?" Ling Hao's face was full of mockery, and looking at Ji Bada and Ji Yongfeng's eyes was like looking at two dogs.

"Okay, good!" Ji Yongfeng's face sank, and then he didn't laugh angrily, and glanced at Ji Bada, "Go, teach him how to be a person!"

Ji Yongfeng originally wanted to kill Ling Hao with one shot, but now he has changed his mind.

He wanted to humiliate Ling Hao and let him know the consequences of offending himself.

Ji Bada walked towards Ling Hao step by step with a baseball bat on his face arrogant, and looked at him with disdain in his eyes.

"Aren't you arrogant? remember how you beat me, hit me, please, hit me!" and then struck him the back.

There was a muffled bang, and Ling Hao felt a sharp pain coming from behind him in an instant, making him almost lose his footing.

Then Ji Bada was slapped hard in the face.

"You...... Do you dare to fight back?" Ji Bada covered his face and looked at Ling Hao in disbelief.

How dare he fight back?

"You asked me to fight!" Ling Hao shrugged his shoulders helplessly, the pain coming from behind him made the corners of his mouth twitch a little.

"Let you fight, Lao Tzu will let you fight back! Kneel down for me! Kneel down!!" Seeing Ling Hao's body standing straight, Ji Bada became even angrier, this time he hit Ling Hao in the face with a stick.

A trace of blood slipped down the corner of Ling Hao's mouth, he grinned, and glanced at Ji Bada with disdain, "Didn't you eat? This little strength is almost like helping me tickle!"

"Lao Tzu makes your mouth hard, you fucking have a hard mouth!" Ji Bada seemed to be crazy, with red eyes and a baseball bat kept hitting Ling Hao's head.

The red blood left along Ling Hao's forehead, flowed into his eyes, and stained his eyes red.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said nothing, and stood up straight, like a statue, never giving in.

"Ling Hao, you go, let's go!" Ji Qingwu's voice was already hoarse, and his heart seemed to be pinched by someone, and the pain was irreparable.

Her heart was broken.

Watching Ji Bada rain down on Ling Hao with a baseball bat, Ji Qingwu felt that this was even more uncomfortable than killing her.

In Ji Qingwu's impression, how powerful Ling Hao was, he had faced so many assassins at the airport, he still talked and laughed, and killed that group of well-trained assassins in seconds with a snap of his fingers.

As long as she is in his arms, she can sleep carefree, as if the sky is falling with this man.

He was so powerful, so powerful that even she, the queen, had to submit to him.

But now he is so powerful, but because of her, he has endured violent beatings again and again.

Standing up straight, he was already a little swaying, and just after some slight shaking, he immediately stopped his waist again.

He could have left, Ji Qingwu knew that if Ling Hao wanted to go, no one could stop him.

Ling Hao didn't leave, it was all for her!

"Let's go, let's go!"

Ji Qingwu wailed and cried, struggling frantically.

Her wrist had been grazed with hemp rope and blood, but she felt no pain at all, nothing hurt more than her heart, as if it were about to be torn.

"Fool!" the corners of Ling Hao's mouth rose slightly.

His eyes were still as tender as ever.

As if to say, fool, how could I leave you!

"Huhuhu!" Ji Bada bent down tiredly, panting and looking at Ling Hao.

Is this guy a monster? After fighting for so long, he didn't even have a.

"Don't you have any strength?" Ling Hao grinned, his tone still contemptuous.

At this time, he was already a strong bow and crossbow, and this successive blows made his body a little unbearable.

His head and body were covered with blood, staining him with blood.

Ji Qingwu couldn't cry anymore, and the pain in her heart made her a little unable to breathe, so she could only keep shaking her head and shouting Ling Hao to leave over and over again in a hoarse voice.

"Don't cry, I'll be distressed!" Ling Hao grinned and said softly to Ji Qingwu.

"I'm really numb when I listen to it, what a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks!" Ji Yongfeng's arrogant voice suddenly sounded.

And the pistol in his hand was slowly raised and aimed at Ling Hao's head, "In this case, I'll be a good person, let's send you to hell!"

"Don't!" Ji Qingwu shouted heartbreakingly, almost fainting.

Now is the time!

The reason why Ling Hao was beaten was to wait until Ji Yongfeng pointed his gun at him.

As long as the muzzle of the gun leaves Ji Qingwu's head, he is sure that Ji Yongfeng will be solved in a second.

A second before Ji Yongfeng shot himself in the head, a trace of fierceness flashed in Ling Hao's eyes, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

A distance of ten meters, half a second with his speed is enough.

By the time Ling Hao's voice and shadow appeared again, he had already grabbed Ji Yongfeng's neck and lifted him high.

Ji Yongfeng was stupid, until he felt that he couldn't breathe, and his eyes kept rolling upward, he came to his senses and kept kicking his legs.

Seeing that Ji Yongfeng was controlled by Ling Hao, Ji Bada was so frightened that he shivered.

I regretted it in my heart.

He regretted that he shouldn't have done it with Ling Hao in the first place, now it's over, it's dead.

Thinking of this, he turned around and was about to run, even his father didn't care.

Seeing that Ji Bada was about to escape, Ling Hao sneered, snatched the pistol in Ji Bada's hand, and smashed it at Ji Bada's thigh.

Yes!

The barrel of the metal spear pierced Ji Bada into Ji Bada's thigh like a sharp knife.

Ji Bada fell to the ground screaming, pressing the pierced thigh and screaming in pain.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon!" Ling Hao turned his head, looked coldly at Ji Yongfeng, who was about to be choked to death by himself, and threw him to the ground.

Feeling his neck loosen, Ji Yongfeng knelt on the ground and covered his throat and gasped for air.

Almost, he was going to report to the underworld and Lord Yama.

Looking at Ling Hao's eyes, he no longer had resentment, only fear.

Ling Hao didn't look at him, but squatted down to untie Ji Qingwu.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Hao looked at Ji Qingwu's miserable little face, remembering that she had just been hit in the stomach by Ji Bada, Ling Hao was distressed.

"It doesn't hurt!" Ji Qingwu shook her head, stretched out her hand and trembled to stroke the blood on Ling Hao's face, "Nothing can make me feel pain except that you don't want me!"

Looking at Ling Hao's blood-soaked face and tender eyes, Ji Qingwu hugged his head and cried loudly.

Blood, stained her hair red, stained her cheeks red.

This moment she just wanted