Yanjing City, in Liu Yuanlin's private villa.

Thinking of Liu Meng, who was far away in Yanjiao, he should be slaughtering Huang Chaoliang and others at this time. Although the corners of Liu Yuanlin's mouth kept dripping with blood, he showed a strange smile at Qin Jun.

Qin Jun shook his head and said, "No matter how powerful the masters you send." At this moment, those men of yours are probably dead by now. ”

"Oh, do you deceive yourself? Liu Meng is a martial arts master second only to the ancient martial artist, do you think those two companions of yours can escape from under him? Liu Yuanlin sneered and frowned and asked.

"Did you say the shadow swordsman Liu Meng?" Qin Jun asked.

"Since you have heard of Liu Meng's name, you should know his strength." Liu Yuanlin said with confidence.

"Definitely. Liu Meng's skills are much stronger than ordinary martial arts masters. If, in terms of personal combat effectiveness, none of my two companions is his opponent! However, this time it was not necessary for my companions to do anything, and naturally someone had to clean him up. The corners of Qin Jun's mouth raised slightly.

"What? Do you still have a helping hand? Who is it? Was it sent by Yan Li? Liu Yuanlin's brows furrowed even deeper, he coughed violently for a while, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"To deal with the people of your Liu family, do you still need to ask for help? Naturally, it is the people from your Liu Family Ancestral Hall, and they are also the people who came to clean up the portal. Qin Jun said coldly.

"Ancestral hall people? No? Cleaning up the portal, could it be Liu Xing. Liu Yuanlin desperately stopped coughing, and his face was as white as paper.

"Why can't it be? Don't you know that Huang Chaoliang has already worshiped Liu Xing's door? Qin Jun asked rhetorically.

"Humph! The remnants of the evil seed of the year. What about worshipping in the ancestral hall? You don't have to deliberately bluff me, the news I got is that only the three of you left the ancestral hall, and Liu Xing didn't leave the ancestral hall at all. Liu Yuanlin said confidently.

"Where did you get the news, and where did you get the news? Is it the eyeliner that is placed in the ancestral hall? Qin Jun asked.

"I naturally have my channels. Does it make sense to ask any of this, you ask? Liu Yuanlin's face was gloomy, and he kept wiping the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Of course it makes sense. This eyeliner of yours has long been noticed by the great master of the ancestral hall. You should know that the most taboo thing for a great grandmaster is for someone to put their hands and feet into the ancestral hall. So, that eyeliner of yours, after telling you about the movements of our group of three, was immediately imprisoned. Qin Jun said.

"Nope! I don't believe it! Liu Yuanlin shook his head.

"After that eyeliner of yours is imprisoned. Liu Xing took another plane alone and followed us back to Yanjing City. The corners of Qin Jun's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled weirdly.

"You lied to me! I am the current patriarch of the Liu family, how can the people of the ancestral hall deal with me? Liu Yuanlin continued to shake his head.

"The people of the ancestral hall did not deal with you. You planted your eyeliner in Snake Cutting Mountain, and the ancestral hall only punished your eyeliner. What is really going to deal with you is our sword of punishment. Liu Xing was just invited by us to protect Huang Chaoliang, think about it, if Huang Chaoliang is in danger, do you think Liu Xing will sit idly by? When the time comes, Liu Meng has Liu Xing to deal with it. And that fellow sniper of mine will simply take out the others roughly. Even if there are a few A-class wanted criminals among them, so what? Do you think those guys have a chance of escaping from a former NSA ace sniper instructor? Qin Jun raised his hand and made a shooting motion.

"Nope! No way! Liu Yuanlin pulled his throat, which had become hoarse because of the constant coughing up of blood.

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." Qin Jun took out the mobile phone in his pocket that was cracked and the screen was cracked, fortunately he could barely use it, so he pulled up a photo, shook it in front of Liu Yuanlin's eyes, and said, "This person should be the eyeliner you planted in the ancestral hall." ”

Liu Yuanlin glanced carefully at the content of the pictures on his phone, his face suddenly became dark, he sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Could it be that I, Liu Yuanlin, really lost like this this time?" ”

"Of course! Accept it. Qin Jun let out a puff of smoke and said lightly.

"Why?" Liu Yuanlin's eyes were dim, and he said blankly. "I think of me Liu Yuanlin in my life, I have met countless life and death opponents, and I have never lost"

"Like you, I have met countless opponents in life and death, and I have never lost, and I have been living without heart until now. Between me and you, someone is bound to lose, but that person is definitely not me. In your words, all of this is to blame for you messing with people you shouldn't have messed with. Qin Jun smiled coldly, and a cold killing intent filled his body.

"Nope! I didn't lose. Even if I die, someone will do it for me. Liu Yuanlin's brows furrowed even deeper. The blood in his mouth gushed out more, but his eyes showed a vicious look.

"Keep these words and go to the underworld to talk to my brother and the old man." Qin Jun bent down and pulled out a shiny dagger from a corpse on the ground.

"You took away my only two relatives in this world. It's already cheap for you to live so long. Before the words fell, he saw Qin Jun kick the soles of his feet violently, like a predatory beast pounced on Liu Yuanlin, who was sitting on the ground.

Poof!

The sharp dagger stabbed into Liu Yuanlin's chest without any hindrance, and the bloody tip of the knife stabbed out from behind.

Liu Yuanlin's whole body was shocked, and he looked at the dagger on his chest in disbelief.

"This knife! It's for the old man. ”

Whew! Qin Jun quickly pulled out the dagger, regardless of the blood splashed all over, and the dagger in his hand sank into Liu Yuanlin's chest again.

"This knife! It's for Zhang Daxing. ”

Qin Jun concocted the same method and drew the dagger again. Liu Yuanlin's body trembled for a while, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop gushing out.

Poof!

"The last cut. It is for Fat B, that is, your nephew Huang Chaoliang. ”

The sharp tip of the knife pierced Liu Yuanlin's heart accurately, and the fragile heart was instantly pierced by the cold dagger.

Liu Yuanlin's face was pale, his whole body trembled again, his eyes instantly dimmed, his head tilted, and he sat on the ground and lost his breath.

Liu Yuanlin, the patriarch of the Liu family, died. Maybe this news will definitely shock the entire Yanjing City tomorrow, but for the people in the room, it doesn't mean much.

Qin Jun found three relatively intact cigarettes, lit them, and lined them up in front of Liu Yuanlin's stiff body in turn. He took a few steps back and slowly opened the door, letting the torrential rain from outside blow into the house.

The cold wind howled outside, and the slightest curtain of rain drifted into the room, casting a layer of desolation on the empty and cold hall.

"Old man, big star. Good walk! Qin Jun glanced at the dim sky, and walked into the hazy rain curtain without looking back.

The revenge was avenged, and the burden in Qin Jun's heart was put down a lot, but the road ahead became a little confused.

In the special nine innings, he can't go back. Even if he could, he didn't want to go back. Because that place had completely chilled him.

But at this moment, what he must do is to rush to the construction site in the western suburbs of Yanjing as quickly as possible.

Whether it's for his brother or for his woman!

Aang -

The black mad Martin roared wildly, like a majestic chariot, and rushed into the distance like lightning