Diao Zheng's face was covered with blood, and he stood opposite him like a god, the tense muscles of his body kept twitching, and his hideous and terrifying face exuded violent emotions.

In an instant, he mobilized the terrifying power in his body, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said cruelly and coldly: "Damn, there is no rule of the rivers and lakes, let me die!" ”

Seeing the old man pointing the muzzle of the gun at him again, Diao Zheng's red eyes glared at the boss, and he shook the knife in his hand fiercely, and a white cold light rushed straight towards Chao Qinghe with a whistling sound.

"Huh..."

The knife directly pierced Chao Qinghe's chest, and the powerful force dragged him out more than ten meters away, and finally with a "ding...", the whole person was nailed to the wall, the handle of the knife on his chest was exposed, and the blade that pierced through the body behind his back was all submerged into the concrete.

"Ahh

Chao Qinghe screamed, then cut off the handle of the knife with one palm, and walked forward step by step, the blood on his chest was desperately gushing out, and a bright red blade was inserted into the wall.

"This..."

When Liao Zhengji saw this thunderous blow, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, standing in place and trembling.

The warrior is really terrifying, killing more than ten people in minutes, it's really a hell.

At this time, Chao Qinghe, his eyes were blank, he turned to stare at the Taidao who had not entered the wall, covered his chest, and laughed loudly: "Haha, I didn't expect my old man to study martial arts all his life, but in the end he was a frog at the bottom of the well, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous, hahaha..."

Diao Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Liao Zhengji.

The latter's eyes were blank, his legs trembled, and he almost knelt down, and now except for the crazy Chao Qinghe, there was no one to live, and he endured the chill in his heart, and said: "Brother, brother, don't come here, I am willing to transfer all my property to you." ”

"Hehe, it's too late!"

"My five brothers can't just die in vain."

"Suffer death!"

Diao Zheng, who was about to take Liao Zhengji's life, found a black shadow flashing from the edge of the elevator, and suddenly felt that danger was coming, his body tilted slightly, and disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Brother Liao, let's go!"

The three madmen held a shot in their hands, pulled the trigger again and again, and yelled at Liao Zhengji, who was stunned.

But the latter didn't make a move, only heard a "click", and the hand holding the gun of the three madmen was immediately broken by Diao Zheng, grabbed the latter's collar, lifted it up, and threw it backhanded.

"Bang!"

The massive body slammed into the ground and lay there motionless.

"Today, no one can save you."

"Do you really think that I came back this time only for your property?"

"It's ridiculous, the money that a martial artist earns in minutes is more than astronomical."

"What's more, this time, Lao Tzu returned to Yanlong with a huge ideal."

"Once, the shame you brought me, today, all of them have to be doubled back for me."

"Don't!" Liao Zhengji saw Diao Zheng, who was like a beast, approaching him step by step, and knelt down all of a sudden, where was there a big man at this time, and pleaded with a trembling voice: "Please, spare me, spare me." ”

Whoever is faced with death will have fear in their hearts.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Liao Zhengji, who is invincible, will also have a day when he kneels down and begs for mercy."

Diao Zheng laughed arrogantly, looking at the sworn enemy in front of him who he hated to the bone, kneeling there and kowtowing to forgiveness so pitifully, he suddenly felt much more comfortable in his heart.

"Knock.. Boom.. Boom.."

Chao Qinghe laughed enough, sat on the ground and slammed his head on the ground, crying out loud.

"Ridiculous!"

"Ridiculous!"

"Why, God is playing tricks on me like this."

"Short-sighted..."

Only now did he reflect on the foolish things he had done over the years.

In front of a real master, he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

And the three madmen who were half-dead on the side, lying there tilting their heads, saw the usually majestic Big Brother, now crying there like a lost dog, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Just when Diao Zheng picked up the pistol under his feet and pulled the trigger.

"Dang!"

A stone hits the barrel of the gun.

"Bang!"

The bullet deflected off track and landed on the ground.

"Bang Chang ..."

The gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Diao Zheng reacted very quickly, was stunned for three seconds, and hurriedly bowed to pick up the gun on the ground.

"Clank!"

"Ahh

Another pebble hit the barrel of the gun and slid a few meters away.

Suddenly, a voice came into Liao Zhengji's ears like a heavenly sound.

"Liao Zhengji can't die for the time being, he still owes me three million."

Hearing Xiao Yifan's voice, Liao Zhengji shouted in surprise as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Help... Help me, Brother Xiao. ”

"Don't say it's three million, it's ten million, one hundred million, I'm willing to do it."

The sudden scene caught Diao Zheng off guard.

"Who?"

"Who the fuck is pretending to be a ghost here."

"Get out of here!"

Diao Zheng glanced around, but found no one else.

"What the!"

Taking a deep breath, he heard a "creak" behind him, turned around sharply, and looked at the person who appeared for no reason in surprise.

I saw a young man of about twenty years old, lying on the rocking chair he had sat on before, swaying leisurely, staring contemptuously at the only four people present with a pair of narrow eyes.

"What do you want?"

Diao Zheng's nerves are tense all the time, ready to attack at any time.

This young man, I don't know when he entered here, actually hid under his nose until now, according to this, this kid should be in the same group as Liao Zhengji.

Squeezing his unconscious right hand left and right, he didn't dare to be careless.

Since escaping from Ninghai five years ago, suffering endless humiliation in the Oriental Kingdom, with stubborn resistance, he finally worshiped the Sixiang Pavilion and lived a cruel training of non-humans, he always forced himself to strengthen his cultivation, in order to one day, he could personally slash Liao Zhengji.

When he received the task in the cabinet and learned that it was Yanlong, he came here with great expectations, and the first thing he did was to provoke Liao Zhengji and ask him to come to the door in person.

Seeing that the many years of grievances were coming to an end, I didn't expect to make a trip to bite the gold halfway.

Years of life licking blood with blades have created his keen observation, and the means just now like a snap of his fingers made him feel his scalp tingle, and in the face of this seemingly ordinary teenager, he didn't dare to rush forward.

"It's not the master's style to rob while the fire is hot, in addition to the three million, you pay another 10 million, and I guarantee that you can leave here safe and sound."

Xiao Yifan picked off a phalaenopsis orchid in the flower pot next to him with his backhand, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Liao Zhengji wanted to stand up, supporting the ground with his hands, but suddenly stumbled, lay on his side, and said again and again: "Okay, good, I promise, I promise." ”

As long as it is something that can be solved with money, Liao Zhengji has always been stingy, glared at Chao Qinghe who was in a daze, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped in his heart, at this time he had hated this old man to death, if it wasn't for this old immortal trust, he would not be so embarrassed, let alone give away 10 million in vain.

"You're really arrogant, I want to see how you sent him out safe and sound today." Hearing such a big tone from the other party, anger burned straight to his heart, and the dried blood on his face suddenly cracked with a sneer, and the voice squeezed out of his mouth like steel friction: "Now it's better to think about it, if you have that life, get out of here alive." ”

Xiao Yifan played with the phalaenopsis orchid in his hand, stopped swinging, slowly sat up straight, his eyes flashed in a flash, looked directly at Diao Zheng, and said in a deep voice: "A player who is less than a mile in the field dares to shout in front of me, and he is a lackey of the Orientals, do you really think that you are very good?" ”

"Bastard, you're looking for death."

Hearing the word lackey, Diao Zheng's face suddenly changed, his eyebrows were twisted, his eyes were glaring, and he was murderous.

Yanlong has an uncommon hatred for the Oriental Kingdom, and he knows all this, but for the sake of his life, for the sake of the supreme and profound martial arts, he has been successfully brainwashed by the Sixiang Pavilion, and he does not allow anyone to insult him with these two words, and can tolerate anyone to despise the Oriental people.

Three years ago, he followed his master to carry out missions in various countries and won supreme glory, and this time he led five junior disciples here to open the secret passage between Yanlong and Dongyang, so as to do underground business.