Chapter 533: The Hand of the Grim Reaper

Qin Yu is about to cry, my brother just wants to make two money, why are so many people worried about it? Woo woo, it's not easy to make money now, it's not that you're not high, it's that the corners are too hard.

"Qin Yu, you come with me." Wind Shadow suddenly threw down a sentence, turned around and walked out. With so many people watching, Qin Yu couldn't help but go, so he had no choice but to follow him out.

What does this violent sister want to do? It's not going to be a beautiful **-confused brother, right?

Qin Yu got into the car nervously: "Shadow, if you have something to say, say it quickly, my wife is watching outside." ”

"Qin Yu, are you short of money?" Wind Shadow asked lightly.

Qin Yu frowned and said: "This question, if you say that you are lacking, you will be lacking, if you say that you are not lacking, you will not be lacking, hey, who would be afraid of having more money?" ”

"So, what do you think of me for you?"

Qin Yu hurriedly gave a thumbs up: "Pay attention to people, be righteous enough." ”

Feng Ying'er smiled bitterly: "Is that all?" I'm a woman, don't you have a little reverie about me? ”

"Ahem, Ying'er, you are so beautiful, as long as you are a normal man, you will be blind. But we're friends, how can I do that? ”

"Friends?" Feng Ying'er laughed at herself: "It turns out that in your heart, I am just your friend, the same as Du Bin and Xiao Han?" Hehe, it's me who is amorous, forget it, you can go. ”

Qin Yu said: "Ying'er, don't be like this, I admit that I am very good, but there are indeed too many women around me." If you like me, you won't necessarily be happy......"

"Are you leaving?" Feng Ying'er suddenly became emotional, and said loudly: "Okay, if you don't go, I'll go." ”

"Ying'er, what are you doing here......" Qin Yu dragged it, and then heard a sneer, and the leather coat on Feng Ying'er's body was actually torn open, revealing the tender flesh of the white flowers inside, but she pushed open the car door at this time.

Feng Ying'er hurriedly protected his chest and cried loudly: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, Qin Yu, even if I misread you, I hate you!" ”

Qin Yu was dumbfounded, what is the situation with this Nima? Brother just dragged your arm, why did you tear your clothes? What kind of leather clothes is this, the quality is too poor.

But when Feng Ying'er finished speaking and ran away, Qin Yu realized that he was calculated by Feng Ying'er. Your sister, this time my brother can't wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

As soon as Qin Yu got out of the car, he saw Feng Wuying and Feng Qingyang staring at him outside the car, as if they had a deep hatred for him.

"Don't, don't be impulsive, things aren't what you see......"

"Fart!" Feng Qingyang stepped forward and grabbed Qin Yu's clothes, and said angrily: "You kid dare to bully my granddaughter? ”

Qin Yu's eyes widened: "I'll wipe it, when will the shadow become your granddaughter?" ”

"What's her last name?"

"Wind!"

"What's my last name?"

"Uh...... Also surnamed Wind. ”

Feng Qingyang pushed Qin Yu away and snorted, "Isn't this enough?" She is a disciple of my Phantom Killing Palace, and she has the same surname as me, she is my granddaughter. Say, bullied my granddaughter, what should I do? ”

Your sister, you're colluding, aren't you? Qin Yu was so sad and indignant that he really wanted to turn his face with him and have a good fight, but when he thought of the terrifying speed of the clear wind, he was suddenly deflated again.

"Do whatever you say." Qin Yu was like a frosted eggplant, completely wilted.

Feng Qingyang stepped forward and hugged his neck, and laughed in a low voice: "Actually, I can see that this girl likes you, and since you also like her, then this matter will be easy to do......"

"Stop, when did I say I liked her?" Qin Yu was in a hurry, how could he talk nonsense about this nothing?

Feng Qingyang snorted: "I don't like her, why are you tearing her clothes?" What do you think of my granddaughter? ”

Qin Yu closed his mouth very knowingly, this matter can't be explained, if he continues, he can't say that Feng Ying'er is pregnant?

"Although our Phantom Killing Hall has been destroyed, as long as there is me and a shadow alive, the Phantom Killing Hall will still exist." Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "If it were someone else, don't think I would marry Ying'er to him, but if it's you, this matter can still be considered." ”

Qin Yu hurriedly said, "You wait a while, you mean, you want to marry Ying'er to me?" ”

"Nonsense, you're like that to her, who are you not marrying?" Feng Qingyang snorted: "Less nonsense, 100 billion US dollars as a dowry, not a single child." ”

I'm grass, this time it's even darker, I didn't even do the task, and I just changed it to robbery.

Sighing, Qin Yu said helplessly: "Forget it, isn't it okay to give you this 100 billion?" ”

"Hehe, I know that you are an open person, brother, which is interesting enough." Feng Qingyang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, he didn't know how much 100 billion was, but he knew that with this money, the Phantom Killing Hall could be rebuilt.

"Don't rush to thank you yet, I still have conditions."

"Say, as long as I can do it, I promise to do it."

Qin Yu said: "First of all, if you want this money, you can't help but let Ying'er and Feng Wuying go with me." ”

Feng Qingyang agreed without hesitation: "This is no problem, why don't I go with you?" ”

"That's not necessary, you have more important tasks to do."

"Mission?" Feng Qingyang didn't understand what Qin Yu meant.

Qin Yu said in a deep voice: "If you want to rebuild the Phantom Killing Palace, it is far from enough to have infrastructure, so you must vigorously cultivate new blood, only by cultivating all the talents, the Illusion Killing Hall can be regarded as rebirth in the true sense." ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's great, what we lack most in the Phantom Killing Hall now is manpower." By the way, let me first select a group of well-qualified disciples in your welfare home, so that I can teach them myself. ”

"Haha, don't bother with this, I've already prepared it for you." Qin Yu beckoned to the Moon Death sisters: "Moon Death, Moon Shadow, you two come here, in the future, you two will follow Feng Lao to learn, and you are definitely not allowed to be lazy." ”

"Yes, master." The two girls obediently agreed.

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and was happy: "Your kid was kicked in the head by a donkey?" Let me teach the mastery of the Hall of Illusion to the people of the Wa Kingdom? There are no doors. ”

"Wrong, they are not Japanese people, but serious Chinese people." Qin Yu briefly explained the life experiences of the two daughters, but Feng Qingyang still disagreed, and Qin Yu became angry: "You just say that you don't teach, right?" ”

It seems that if this is not taught, Qin Yu's 100 billion will have to be lost.

There was no way, Feng Qingyang said helplessly: "Okay, I'll teach, but the two of them have grown into bones, whether they can learn it, I can't guarantee it." ”

Qin Yu smiled: "Don't worry about this, as long as you teach it with all your heart, even if they can't learn, I won't blame you, and the money I should give you will not be less." ”

After the family was arranged, Qin Yu took Isabel to the car, and when he left, Wu Qiong mysteriously stuffed Qin Yu with a porcelain bottle, saying that it was an elixir that could cure all kinds of poisons. Anyway, there was a storage ring, Qin Yu threw it in casually, and went straight to the airport in the car.

When they arrived at the airport, they saw Feng Ying'er, who had changed into a leather suit, and Feng Wuying, who was wearing sunglasses and a black windbreaker, with a cold face, waiting for him.

Dare to yin me? Hmph, let's see.

Feeling that Qin Yu's eyes were not good, Feng Ying'er didn't care, and when he walked in, he smiled faintly: "Are you still angry?" Why don't my sister find a hotel and compensate you well? ”

"Don't come to this set, I'll board the plane just by looking at it." Qin Yu rolled his eyes: "If you really have this thought, wait until the place, let's fight for eight hundred rounds." ”

Feng Ying'er laughed and said, "Don't do it now, it will be invalid after expiration." Hehe! ”

Afraid that the two of them would quarrel, Isabel hurriedly said, "It's getting too late, let's hurry in." ”

Of these four, Isabel has a regular passport, while Feng Wuying walks outside all the year round, and all the documents are readily available, and Qin Yu has a special identity, so he easily got all the documents, and by the way, he also helped Feng Ying'er get a passport, and then boarded the plane.

At the same time, in the oldest church of St. John in the United States, some devout believers who were doing morning classes were singing hymns, but at their feet, about 100 meters deep underground, there was a pool of blood with a diameter of 100 meters, and a person wrapped in a black cloak sat on a high throne opposite the pool of blood.

On both sides of the throne, there were six men and women with different images, and below, there were dozens of men and women, kneeling on one knee and not daring to raise their heads.

No one could believe that under this holy place full of light, there could be such an organization full of darkness and evil. And this organization is the 'Hand of Death' that has terrified people all over the world.

The surface of the blood pool was calm, but from time to time bubbles floated up, and then the 'wave' exploded, bringing a smell of blood, making this hidden basement even more eerie.

"We already have two B-class members and one A-class member who died in the Eastern Continent, and although the S-class Dracula came back alive, he only had half a life left."

The man who spoke was a man sitting on a throne wrapped in a black cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was shrill and deep, and it was impossible to distinguish whether he was male or female. He is the supreme ruler of the Hand of Death - the Grim Reaper.

The empty underground hall was silent, and only the deep voice of the god of death was heard: "According to old legends, Huaxia is a mysterious and powerful country, which is full of unknown dangers. And the target we want to kill is a teenager in his twenties, whose strength assessment is at least SS level, and the prize money is one billion dollars. Below, who is interested in taking a trip to Huaxia and bringing his head back. ”

"I'll go!" A burly man at least two meters tall walked out. He was dressed in golden armor, with a golden helmet on his head, and two sharp horns stuck obliquely into the sky, like bull's horns, shining with golden brilliance.

The god of death said lightly: "The golden bull is out of the horse, this person is dead." However, just in case, it's best to go for another one, make sure you can kill with one hit, and get out of the way. ”

A woman in leather armor and carrying a small wooden bow and arrow on her back walked out: "Your Majesty, I would like to accompany the golden bull on this journey." ”

"Okay, with the shooter pressing the formation, this battle will definitely be won......" Before he finished speaking, a small bat flew over and landed on the shoulder of the Grim Reaper.

The bat didn't know what to say, and the Grim Reaper suddenly laughed: "You don't need to go to Huaxia, you two will go to South Africa immediately......"