Chapter Thirty-Four: Miserable
"Hmm......" Qi Meng pointed at Lin Xiao tremblingly, how could this be? How did he make a move?
Qi Meng thought that he would slap Lin Xiao's face, but before his palm could be waved, he was slapped by Lin Xiao, and more importantly, he didn't see how Lin Xiao made a move.
"Uncle Qi." Tang Hao was also taken aback, he knew Qi Meng's strength, it was a retired elite special forces, and ordinary three or five strong men were not his enemies.
Moreover, Qi Meng once had a performance, with one enemy against ten strong men, he won a big victory within ten moves, and he was safe and sound.
Now that he was slapped in the face by a teenager like Lin Xiao, what kind of character is this Lin Xiao?
As if thinking of a possibility, Tang Hao pointed at Lin Xiao tremblingly and said, "You, you are a martial artist!" ”
"Warrior!" Qi Meng's face changed, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and his scalp was numb.
What kind of existence a martial artist is, ordinary people don't know, but the two of them know, because the Tang family has such a guest.
Such a martial artist Keqing enjoys a very high status in the Tang family, and the Tang family provides them with all kinds of benefits on weekdays, and they only need to help the Tang family at a critical moment.
In particular, Qi Meng has a deeper understanding, he once had the opportunity to become a martial artist in the army, but unfortunately he failed the trial, so he had to leave gloomily and join the Tang family.
Now the young man in front of him turned out to be a martial artist, how could they not be afraid?
Su Jin was even more stunned, she felt that her head was a little insufficient, she originally thought that someone came to the door to kill someone, but she was beaten half to death by Lin Xiao with a slap.
And they even said such a thing as a warrior, a warrior, what is this? Do you make a movie?
Su Jin looked at Lin Xiao in a daze, who is this young man in front of him? Could it be that it is the so-called dream achievement of martial arts?
Tang Hao took a deep breath and said coldly: "Boy, even if you are a martial artist, don't be arrogant, if you dare to offend my Tang family, even a martial artist can't save your life!" ”
Tang Hao was shocked and then regained his arrogance, even if he was a martial artist, what about it? The Tang family also has a martial artist Keqing, if you dare to offend me, I promise to make your life worse than death.
After all, you are just a teenager, even if you have cultivated since childhood, you cannot be the opponent of those who have cultivated martial arts for decades.
"You've got too much nonsense." Lin Xiao chuckled, looked at Qi Meng, and said, "Qi Meng, your young master is chattering endlessly, like a buzzing fly, which really annoys me." ”
"In this way, I will give you a chance, you go and knock out all his teeth for me, and I will let you go."
Lin Xiao pointed at Tang Hao and smiled.
"Boy, you, you dare!" Tang Hao was startled, and pointed at Lin Xiao and said tremblingly.
Qi Meng was slightly stunned, and then his face was full of wry smiles, how dare he beat his own young master?
"No, are you?" Lin Xiao smiled indifferently, grabbed a pen from the book in Su Jin's arms and stabbed it out.
"Ah......h
I saw that Qi Meng's shoulder was directly pierced, and the blood was gushing out like a stream, and the strong smell of blood came pungently.
"Yikes!" Su Jin also screamed, huddled in Lin Xiao's arms and trembled like an injured little white rabbit, not daring to look more.
"You go into the house first." Lin Xiao said softly in Su Jin's white and tender ear.
Su Jin nodded, covered her eyes and stumbled back into the room, but the picture of bleeding rivers flashed in her mind from time to time, she lay on the bed and pinched the quilt, her delicate body trembled slightly.
Even if she was beaten by her father, she had never seen such a bloody picture in her life, blood all over her body, blood flowing, bloody and pungent.
"Do you have a choice?" Lin Xiao turned the bloody pen in his hand, his face full of smiles, but in the eyes of Qi Meng and Tang Hao, he was as ruthless as the Nine Demon Kings.
Qi Meng's gaze instantly turned to Tang Hao, his eyes contained Sen Ran, for the sake of his own life, what did the young master have?
He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up from the ground, and then walked towards Tang Hao step by step, leaving a scarlet bloody footprint on the ground with each step.
"Don't, don't, don't come here, Qi Meng, I'm your young master, I'm the young master of the Tang family!" Tang Hao shouted in horror, and his body retreated again and again.
It shouldn't be, the script isn't like this, aren't we here to rob Lin Xiao? How did it become like this, how did it fall into the current situation?!
Tang Hao hurriedly turned around and was about to run towards the door, while his mouth screamed loudly, hoping to attract the attention of the others around him.
He knew Qi Meng's strength, and if he really knocked out all his teeth, his head would be shattered.
But as soon as he had taken two steps, he immediately stopped, and a deafening scream came out of his mouth, and a pen passed through the upper of his shoe and nailed his foot to the floor, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from the abyss of pain.
Tang Hao's body couldn't help but fall to the ground, and Qi Meng came to him, his eyes were cold, without the slightest respect and flattery in the past.
"No, don't!" Tang Hao wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move or struggle.
Bang!
A large, stiff fist dilated in his pupils, then slammed down on top of his teeth.
Before Tang Hao could scream, the huge fists fell one after another, again and again, continuously.
Bang bang......
There was a violent sound of concussion in the room, blood and flesh were flying, blood flowed, Tang Hao's face was smashed, and the shape of a person could not be seen at all, leaving only disgusting rotten flesh.
Even if all the teeth were knocked out, Qi Meng still waved his fists mechanically one after another, endlessly.
And Tang Hao changed from screaming at the beginning to dying now, he couldn't even make a scream, he had no strength, he only felt that death was beckoning to him.
Finally, with the last punch falling, Qi Meng lost his strength and lost too much blood and passed out.
And Tang Hao was on the verge of death, and the whole person couldn't see the human form at all, just like a ghost.
"Heaven does evil, it is still okay, but it is self-inflicted, and you cannot live." Lin Xiao indifferently got up from the sofa and walked to the side of the two.
With a wave of his hand, the window opened, Lin Xiao lifted Tang Hao and Qi Meng and jumped out, and then after a while, Lin Xiao jumped back from the window again, and there was nothing left in his hand.
Looking at the blood all over the ground and the pungent smell in the air, Lin Xiao snapped his fingers and used a spell to restore everything to its original state.