This sentence was like a stone that stirred up a thousand layers of Lang, a thousand faces of the ghost king, and Zhang Hanmo were both stunned.

Qin Lang was also too bold, he killed the little overlord overnight, and turned Beihai City upside down, he actually dared to send it to the door himself.

"Kill him." Zhang Hanmo couldn't care about whether Wang Xue wanted to see Qin Lang's corpse sink at this time, and now that he had the opportunity, he had to do it, otherwise there would be no opportunity like today in the future.

Besides, this is in the territory of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, even if Qin Lang dies here, outsiders will not think that he killed Qin Lang, and they will count this account on the head of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, why not do it.

"There you go." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King glanced at Zhang Hanmo and said.

has been with this Zhang Hanmo for a long time, how can the Thousand-Faced Ghost King not know what he is thinking in his heart. Besides, no one is a child.

The words of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King made Zhang Hanmo's arrogance disappear all of a sudden, and he sat aside and did not speak.

"It's a matter of time before you kill Qin Lang to avenge your brother, but not today, Qin Lang must have been prepared before he came, besides, Qin Lang's hand may be clear to you." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said coldly.

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhang Hanmo asked.

"Let's see the move, I won't make a move now if I don't force it to a certain extent." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said.

Zhang Hanmo said: "In this case, I will leave first, and I will talk about it later." ”

After Zhang Hanmo went out through the back door, Qin Lang walked in alone.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King read the book calmly, Qin Lang knew that he didn't read it, in this case, reading a book was nothing more than a kind of appearance.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King didn't speak, and Qin Lang didn't speak, sitting on the sofa opposite him and watching a bamboo bonsai smoke.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King looked at Qin Lang from the corner of his eye, calm and relaxed, and he couldn't see that he was facing a life-and-death decision at all.

"What are you doing here, you know how many people want your life." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King finally put down the book in his hand.

"You should know the purpose of my visit." Qin Lang leisurely spit out a smoke ring. It looks like chatting with my wife in my own home.

"There is no need to make amends, because I can't forgive you, and you will die sooner or later." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said mockingly.

"Killing you is an instantaneous thing, and it's not someone else's turn to kill me." The corners of Qin Lang's mouth rose slightly, revealing a look of disdain.

"You're overestimating yourself." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King looked at Qin Lang with some mockery.

"I'm not a person who works for nothing, you know." Qin Lang still had a flat tone.

"Grass mud horse." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King's body suddenly popped out at the moment of scolding, and came to Qin Lang's face, a pen in the light.

But when the Thousand-Faced Ghost King made a move, he regretted it, he saw that Qin Lang was much faster than him, the clothes in front of his body were cut by a dagger, and a cold wind blew in, which surprised his whole person, and then, Qin Lang's dagger Madame Xu was against his throat.

"I heard that this dagger is called Mrs. Xu, but it's a pity, it's an imitation, but it's still easy to cut off the throat, because I have tried it with an arm-thick wood before I came, and cut it off at once, the section is clean and neat, and it will never drag mud and water." Qin Lang's eyes looked at the Thousand-Faced Ghost King.

"Don't tell me that you are for brotherhood, I don't believe it, you people will always only have interests in your eyes, and you are not worthy of talking about brotherhood."

Qin Lang's dagger, Madame Xu, lightly slashed at the neck of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, and a thin scar appeared, and blood came out and flowed into his clothes.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King was calm and didn't beg for mercy like everyone else.

"Why don't you kill me." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said.

"I can't eat the entire East China Sea Market yet, if it were someone else, I'd rather be you, because you still have a little conscience in your heart." Qin Lang took back the dagger, carefully wiped the blood on it with a tissue on the table, and then put it back on his body.

The young man in front of him was so unfathomable, who was behind him, and how dare he if there was no one to support him......

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King is now beginning to doubt Qin Lang's background, how could such a simple and clean peasant have such a general's demeanor.

"Can you talk about it?" Qin Lang asked.

"Yes." A rare smile appeared on the face of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King.

"Serve the wine." This may be his different kind of hospitality.

The wine is a spirited liquor with no name, two jars, and when opened, the aroma of the wine overflows.

"I still have friends outside. Can you let them in. Qin Lang didn't drink, and after a glance, the time was five minutes and half an hour.

"It must be the ghost hand Bai Qingshan, and Liang Yu's two bastards, let them in." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King was expressionless.

"You're wrong, it's only Liang Yu." Qin Lang said.

"Why didn't the ghost hand Bai Qingshan come?" The Thousand-Faced Ghost King asked.

"He's a backup." Qin Lang smiled.

"In other words, he is the one who is behind the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch, if we want to fight to the death, he will make a profit." Qin Lang said.

Liang Yu was staring at the time tightly outside, and there was still a minute and a half left.

The people under his command couldn't wait any longer, and said, "Big brother, you shouldn't let Qin Lang go in alone, you can't wait any longer, let's rush." ”

"Up." Liang Yu decisively gave the order.

Sixteen men, each with a long knife, were about to rush inside.

At this time, Liang Yu's phone rang suddenly, and it was Qin Lang calling.

"You're alive." Liang Yu was a little excited.

"Come in, let the brothers find a place to have tea." Qin Lang said lightly.

At that moment, the muscles in Liang Yu's whole body relaxed, and he knew that Qin Lang was completely fine.

Liang Yu waved his hand, asked his brothers to go to a nearby bar to find a woman to relax, wiped his face and walked into the room of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King.

Liang Yu came to the mansion of the Ghost King with a Thousand Faces for the second time, and he felt that he had become more tasteful than the last time.

The last time I came was when the Ghost King of Thousand Faces held a full moon for his son, and it was more than ten years ago.

Time flies, and I can't imagine that I am almost forty years old.

The two jars of wine were placed in front of Qin Lang and the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, and no one moved, as if they were waiting for him.

When the Thousand-Faced Ghost King saw Liang Yu, a rare smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Liang Yu, I didn't expect you to be the kind of master who sticks a knife in the ribs for your friend." ”

Liang Yu smiled shallowly, sat down next to Qin Lang, and said, "In life, you will always meet people who you like and like yourself. ”

"Well, that's a good point, people live a fast life in this life, and when they meet someone they like, they will be smudged and drunk." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King seemed to be quite happy. Who knew that the next one would come someone who made him very unhappy.