131 There is God

In this world, there are always some ignorant people.

They always feel that victory will be theirs in the end......

They always feel that the enemy must be ****.

And in the long river of time, this kind of person, Ye Bei has seen more times than he can count.

At this moment, the negative hand is standing in the cold wind.

Ye Bei looked at the old man in front of him with a faint gaze......

His white hair was dyed black by a special substance, but this black still couldn't resist the traces of time, and his forehead, eyes, and face were all wrinkled.

Coupled with that hideous complexion, Qiao Maoxun, who obviously has terrifying power, does not seem to have the slightest aristocratic temperament at this time, but is no different from a madman.

Bang!

The moment he opened fire.

In the Qiao family's villa, those descendants standing inside were all happy.

"Hit head-on, this time, he's dead."

"No matter how strong he is, he doesn't have the strength to resist bullets, right?"

"Did you win?"

The voice was very small, and they were gradually losing their confidence.

"Ah......h

However, just as these voices appeared, the powerful people who retreated into the distance, a woman, let out a 'ah' scream, and their bodies trembled violently, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Joe, Joe, shot."

The next moment, the woman's voice trembled.

Whew......

Suddenly, a large number of eyes looked in the direction of Qiao Guyun.

I saw Qiao Guyun, who was paralyzed on the ground just now, a red hole the size of a thumb appeared on his forehead, his eyes widened, and the whole person fell to the ground in a 'big' shape, and he couldn't die anymore.

Whew......

After discovering that Qiao Guyun was shot, these people seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned their eyes to Ye Bei again.

Astound.

Fear......

Incredible.

Cover your mouth.

The inside of the eyes was bloodshot.

In his sight, Qiao Maoxun obviously shot the white-shirted young man just now.

But the young man in the white shirt still stood with his hands in his hands, his face was very indifferent.

Those eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

It seems that all this around him can't get into his eyes at all......

It seems that everyone around here is just ants, and they don't even have the qualifications to let him take a look.

Later, among those descendants of the Qiao family, Qiao Guyun's father, in addition to being shocked, was the first to react, the muscles on his face twisted wildly, and after learning that his son died, his eyes were full of anger.

It's just that......

The object of his hatred is not Ye Bei.

Instead, he focused all his eyes on Qiao Maoxun.

"Old immortal, why did you shoot, you killed Gu Yun...... You old thing. ”

The voice was fierce and angry.

If the Qiao family's side had met the requirements of the white-shirted young man from the beginning, this kind of thing would never have happened.

After he took the lead, many descendants of the Qiao family began to react.

"Sir, whatever you want, I promise you, please don't kill me."

Ye Bei was still dozens of meters away from them, and someone knelt directly on the ground, pleading in a voice.

"It's all done by the old man, we don't know anything."

There were also people with red eyes and pointed at Qiao Maoxun.

On weekdays, this existence that is high up in the Qiao family and cannot be offended is actually called an old man.

"It has nothing to do with us, let's go, let's go."

Among them, Qiao Maoxun's second son was even more unceremonious, the muscles on his face trembled, and when he said this, he pulled his wife and children, looking indifferent, and wanted to run away secretly.

The reaction of the descendants of the Qiao family shocked the magnates who came to participate in the big birthday outside the villa area.

"Qiao's family, it's over like this?"

A boss who is good friends with the Qiao family, muttering in a low voice and rubbing his eyes vigorously, always feeling that he is dreaming today.

"Old man Qiao is a wise man, as a result, when he was 100 years old, his most trusted subordinate died tragically, and even his own relatives did not hesitate to choose to betray, which is really sad and lamentable."

A man who was half a hundred years old shook his head and sighed, but when his eyes swept over Ye Bei, he was full of fear.

There are also some people, whose attention is on Ye Bei: "That young man is really terrifying, what kind of existence has the Qiao family offended?" So far, he has not taken the initiative to do it, and if he makes a move, it is estimated that it will be even more miserable. ”

"Those security personnel are all elites trained by the Qiao family, the most terrifying thing is that the bullets can't cause any harm to him, I feel that there is definitely something in the country that is hiding from us."

In the crowd, the man with a righteous face also spoke, and at the same time, his body couldn't help but retreat, as a high-ranking policeman, he knew what this matter represented.

There is a constant sound around you.

Especially those people, after clearly seeing that after Qiao Maoxun shot and the bullet did not pose a threat to Ye Bei, the last nerve in his heart suddenly collapsed, and he could no longer see any other expression on his face except fear and shock.

And at this moment, Qiao Maoxun's feelings are the most real.

The hand holding the miniature pistol trembled violently......

With your finger on the trigger, no matter how hard you push, you can't pull it in the slightest.

The old eyes, full of fear and bloodshots, stared at the breezy young man in front of him, opened his mouth, and it took a long time for such a sentence to come out of his mouth: "First, sir...... I was wrong, the key, the key I give you. ”

As he spoke, Qiao Maoxun's other hand quickly stretched out.

In his hand, there was a bloodstained golden key......

Ye Bei was silent, his eyes were indifferent.

When Qiao Maoxun took out the key, the golden key slowly levitated from his hand.

And, originally, it looked like it was just a classical key made of gold......

When it was levitating, an incomparably dazzling light was released from it.

The glow was golden.

When it appeared, it directly blocked out the sunlight.

The rich blood on the ground, after being illuminated by this light, turned into particles of light and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light caught the eyes of everyone who was still alive.

The light was divine, eerie, as if it had some kind of magic.

"This? ……”

Han Zhi's throat surged, this kind of thing that only existed in the mythical world actually appeared, making his worldview completely collapse.

"Oh my God, what kind of being am I provoking?"

The woman in the black dress, her face was pale, her lips turned purple, and when she was illuminated by this light, her whole body was desperate, and her body fell to the ground, and her feet kept pushing hard, wishing to get as far away from here as possible.

"In this world, I'm afraid there really is a god."

A young man who was only in his twenties clenched his fists, and in addition to fear, his eyes were more envious and longing, wishing that he would turn into the white-shirted boy at this moment, and control everything with one thought.

In the shocked gaze of everyone......

Ye Bei stretched out his hand, and the key that emitted golden light quietly flew towards the direction of his palm.