(I don't believe it anymore - I can't bear it after last night's update, and I'm going to sleep, and I get up at ten o'clock, who knows if I'll be in the morning.) Let's slap in the face. Today's first chapter, thanks to 47432, Lonely DE Baby, and Freaky for their tips and monthly ticket support. ）――

Tang Qianjun suddenly woke up, the so-called master is definitely not a name that can be achieved by a person hiding at home and playing fists and kicks a few times a day, strength, speed, vision, and actual combat experience are all indispensable. In fact, if it weren't for Tang Qianjun's serious injury, as long as Wang Fuxing's group of people stood at the door, Tang Qianjun would have noticed it, and it would have been impossible for Wang Fuxing and the others to remain asleep when they rushed into the ward.

It's just that the stabbing of the twins is really too hearty, the Mitsubishi Army stab, that is an absolute big killer, piercing into Tang Qianjun's body, and being able to barely stitch up the wound after pulling it out is already rare, and in the case of excessive blood loss, it has made the main combat power of the Tang family weak to the extreme, and the mental consciousness has been blurred, and the awareness of prevention has naturally plummeted.

But a master is a master after all, the dragon head hit Tang Qianjun in the face, which made him wake up in an instant, without the confusion that ordinary people had just woken up, and his eyes returned to clarity in a very short time.

In his sight, the young man who was supposed to be his target tonight was carrying the dragon head that should have belonged to him, his eyes were indifferent and disdainful, and his eyes were like looking at a corpse without emotion.

Tang Qianjun's body shook, he trembled violently, the shame in his heart was surging, and his eyes became extremely wild!

This is my knife!

At that time, the master was full of confidence to hold the dragon head to participate in the siege that shocked the entire capital, but before he could draw the knife, he was killed by a sword, bringing an indelible shame to this famous knife, from that day on, Tang Qianjun swore that as long as this dragon head was held in his hand, no matter who he was in the future, in the face of the dragon head, he would only be hacked to death by himself!

For so many years, he has indeed been doing this, in the past 20 years, countless people have died under the blade of the dragon's head, and their identities are also varied, domestic and foreign, there are underworld tycoons, there are peddlers and pawns, there are business giants, there are cunning politicians, domestic and foreign, no matter who it is, as long as it is a person who blocks the development of the Tang family, the dragon head will be unsheathed at the first time and use blood to smooth all obstacles.

Caused by thousands of troops, chickens and dogs are not left, and the nine clans are punished!

The Tang family's thousand troops, a dragon head, have almost become synonymous with iron-blooded and cruel over the years.

Tang Qianjun always thought that he had washed away the shame carried by this famous knife that was regarded as his life, especially this time when the high-level Tang family decided to kill the heir of the Wang family by absolute force, the original candidate was not Tang Qianjun, but when he heard the news, he immediately took the matter on himself.

More than 20 years ago, the owner of the dragon head was killed by a sword by the first person of the older generation of the Wang family.

More than 20 years later, this dragon head killed the first person of the younger generation of the Wang family.

In Tang Qianjun's view, this is reincarnation.

So he came, with great fanfare and unusually high profile, and on the first day he came to Jinling, he threatened that he was here to kill people.

This is not brain-dead, but the persistence and pride of a warrior!

But now, he was lying on the bed with serious injuries, and the person he was going to kill was standing by the bed with his own knife, hitting his face with a scabbard, with a condescending look.

Naked contempt.

At this moment, Tang Qianjun finally realized what his father Tang Tianyao often said.

Anger and despair have always belonged only to the weak.

The truly strong never get angry, nor do they rush to despair, because they have absolute power in their hands, enough strength to kill or maim all those who offend them.

Tang Qianjun laughed miserably in his heart, although he was angry, he was powerless to retaliate.

"You are Tang Tianyao's second son? The younger brother of Tang Qianli, the current head of the Tang family? Such a high status, I don't know if you can make the Tang family's flesh hurt once when you die? At the very least, let Tang Tianyao taste the taste of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, which should feel good. ”

Wang Fuxing's voice sounded softly, directly pulling Tang Qianjun out of his thoughts.

"Kill me."

Tang Qianjun said softly, his voice was flat, his face became extremely numb, he was angry and desperate, he was unwilling, and now all his thoughts are lost, he just wants to die, he can't kneel at Wang Fuxing's feet like a dog and beg for mercy, that's not his character, he is a master, even now, he is an injured master, even if he is defeated, he wants to retain his dignity.

It's better to be dead, and if you die, you'll be liberated, nothing to do with shame, nothing to do with glory, you won't wake up, the glory of the family, the infamy of the world, the ridicule of your opponents, everything is fleeting, and you can no longer hear or see it.

At this moment, Tang Qianjun's body was still trembling slightly, and his mood did not become peaceful, but completely self-defeating, all thoughts were discouraged, and under the intense humiliation, he just wanted to beg for death.

Wang Fuxing slowly drew his sword, and the blade slid out of its scabbard at an extremely slow speed.

This was Tang Qianjun's favorite voice to hear, but now to him, it was like the death knell of death.

Tang Qianjun smiled bitterly, his heart was gloomy, this kid, as his father said, was very evil, it should have been a foolproof kill, but he didn't succeed, but he had to explain that he was here, and the body was transported back to the capital, I'm afraid it would make the Tang family riot for a while, right?

The short knife is unsheathed.

Wang Fuxing's indifferent voice without any emotion sounded: "Mr. Tang, borrow someone's head, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave you with a whole corpse." ”

"You!"

Tang Qianjun's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted angrily, he couldn't kill people too much, he never expected that this kid would be so ruthless that he wouldn't even leave a whole corpse for himself!

The knife shines.

Blood.

In the next second, Tang Qianjun's voice suddenly stopped, blood sprayed, and the great head rolled down instantly, and finally stopped at Wang Fuxing's feet.

Tang Qianjun still had his eyes open, with unwillingness, humiliation, and resentment, and he didn't blink an eye!

Everyone, even Jian San, felt a chill in their hearts, and the more than ten elite bodies brought by Zhang Sheng trembled violently, and their eyes were frightened.

They are not afraid of killing or being killed, but the cruel practice of cutting off people's heads after killing people makes everyone's scalp tingle.

Wang Fuxing bent down, grabbed the head of the person on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Load!" ”――

Late at night.

Villa No. 5 in the Provincial Party Committee Compound.

Yang Xu, secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, sat on the sofa, his eyes were bloodshot, his pupils were rolling, and he looked a little sluggish.

These few days are definitely the saddest few days since Secretary Yang entered his career, he is worried, and he is in a state of anxiety all the time, and in just a few days, he has a lot of gray hair, and even his body is a lot stiffer.

The recording of her daughter's 'instructing people to kill' is in the hands of Wang Fuxing, which means that her daughter's future and her political life are controlled by others at any time, the position of the secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection is really too sensitive, Yang Xu reacted the situation to Tang Tianyao as soon as he got the news, and the old head of the Tang family was silent on the phone for a while, he was not flustered, and confidently said that this matter was arranged by him.

Yang Xu was a little settled in his heart, but he still didn't dare to be careless, he ran out early in the morning to visit Wang Fuxing, and after coming back with a stomach, he quietly waited for the Tang family's actions.

The position of the secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection is really too sensitive, and the Tang family obviously understands this truth, and reacted quickly, the Tang family is a thousand troops, Jinling on the same day!

appeared at Lukou Airport in a high-profile manner, threatening to come to kill people.

This is clearly a lore!

Yang Xu had no surprise and expectation, took a week's vacation, stayed at home, and quietly waited for the intelligence news from all sides, of course he knew the reputation and sharpness of the Tang family's Qianjun, but how difficult Wang Fuxing was, he also knew that a lore in the eyes of outsiders, in Yang Xu's heart, was actually a dragon and tiger fight, and it was not yet known who would kill the deer.

And if Wang Fuxing is dead, and the Tang family still hasn't found the recording, their situation is also not optimistic, if Wang Fuxing is not dead, I'm afraid that what awaits him is to stand in line immediately.

Yang Xu took a deep breath, sat on the sofa, lowered his head, put his hands in his hair, and was silent.

All the clues became a complete mess, especially just now, Yang Xu received a call: Tang Qianjun failed to kill Wang Fuxing, and was seriously injured and dying!

Just one sentence made Yang Xu break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

Didn't work out!

These three words almost blocked all of Yang Xu's retreats.

Standing on the stormy and broken ship of the Wang family, what kind of prospects it would be, Yang Xu couldn't imagine at all.

"Dad, why haven't you rested?"

Yang Xue's voice sounded, this eldest lady, who was also a top official in Wu Yue, looked tired, and slowly went downstairs, the changes in the past few days also made this eldest lady exhausted.

"Go to bed right away, girl, you should rest early."

Yang Xu said slowly, sighing, everything nowadays can be said to be caused by his daughter's cheap mouth, but now that he has beaten and scolded, the matter has become a foregone conclusion, looking at his daughter's panicked appearance every day, Yang Xu can't bear to say anything.

"Well, Dad, don't worry, Uncle Tang is so powerful, he will definitely be able to settle Wang Fuxing and get the recording back. Maybe there will be good news tomorrow morning. ”

Yang Xue smiled reluctantly, her face was pale, and she was a little distracted.

"Good news?"

Yang Xu smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said weakly: "There is no good news, your Uncle Tang went to find Wang Fuxing tonight and returned with a serious injury, this time I am afraid that no one will be able to help us." ”

"Huh?!"

Yang Xue's face instantly turned pale, and her eyes were frightened: "Uncle Tang is seriously injured? What about Wang Fuxing, is Wang Fuxing dead? Yes, it must be dead. Uncle Tang was so powerful and seriously injured, how could Wang Fuxing be alive? How can it be? Dad, you talk, Dad, do you want to compromise? No, Wang Fuxing wants to harm you, we can't leave the Tang family. Let's go to Uncle Tang tomorrow to discuss, there must be a way, right? Right? ”

Yang Xu's lips squirmed for a long time, wanting to say something, and finally sighed heavily.

"I'm tired of Miss Yang, I have been well fed and warmly dressed, and I haven't died yet. As for your Uncle Tang, oh, I brought it to you. ”

A gloomy voice sounded leisurely, not in a hurry or slowly, and as soon as the words fell, the door of the villa had been opened from the outside in.

Yang Xue's body suddenly began to twitch at the moment when this voice sounded, as if she was terrified of the owner of this voice to the extreme.

Yang Xu's face was gloomy, quietly waiting for Wang Fuxing to appear, without saying a word, it seemed that even the strength to stand up had disappeared in an instant.

appeared in front of this provincial party committee boss, and it seemed that there was really only one end left.

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face and a sword in one hand and a young but unusually sharp woman appeared in the hall first, their eyes vigilant, and after confirming that there was no danger, they stood aside.

Wang Fuxing stepped out of the hallway, his face was pale, and he suddenly threw out a box he was carrying.

Yang Xu's pupils contracted suddenly.

The carton was volleyed in the air, opened automatically, and a black object fell out in an instant, falling beside Yang Xu impartially.

A bloody human head!

Angry eyes widened, dead eyes, glaring fiercely at Yang Xu, secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Yang Xu, who was trembling all over the side, suddenly widened his eyes, and a burst of sound came out of his throat, and he didn't even scream, and fainted directly.

Yang Xu's palm shook suddenly, the cigarette butt burned his fingers, and under the severe pain, he finally reacted, raised his head and looked at Wang Fuxing, who was already standing in front of him, with a pale face, his eyes were frightened.

This is utter fear.

A human head, on this night, instantly destroyed Yang Xu's mind!

Wang Fuxing sat on the sofa by himself, raised his feet, kicked Tang Qianjun's head off the coffee table, stared at the pool of sticky blood left on the coffee table, and laughed softly: "He died a really miserable death." ”