I stood in the doorway, a little skeptical of what was going on inside.

Could it be that Mu Dashao killed someone? Want to blame me?

It's unlikely, because it's stupid.

With today's technological means, it is too difficult to blame. As long as the forensic doctor examines it, fingerprints, blood samples, DNA, and many other things are difficult to fake.

Even if Mu Dashao covered the sky with one hand and opened up the joints. But I'm not a small character, I still know a lot of rich and powerful people in Anseong. It's just that I don't want to use them.

If Mu Dashao really wanted to blame me in such a clumsy way, I would definitely let him walk around without eating.

Thinking of this, I reached out and pushed the door of the box open.

As soon as the two doors opened, the smell of blood became even stronger.

I glanced inside, and my blood was surging.

I saw Liu Jindao kneeling inside, his hands on a low table, and nails were nailed to the back of his hands.

All the blood flowed from him.

His face was so swollen that I could barely recognize it.

And Wang Yong stood beside him, carrying a wine bottle, and was rounding his arm, about to smash it on his head.

"Grass!" I scolded, stepped up with a brisk step, and kicked Wang Yong in the chest.

Faintly, I heard a click, and then Wang Yong let out a scream. The whole person fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

His ribs must have been broken.

I didn't let him go, I jumped right next to him, lifted my foot, and stomped his arm.

Creak......

There was a creepy sound.

His arm was broken.

I put my heel on his wrist and slammed it hard......

Wang Yong only screamed for half a sentence, and then fainted in pain.

I can guarantee that his beating hand will never be able to use it for the rest of his life.

Then, I looked around the room.

I saw Mu Dashao.

"It looks like your arm is already healed." I looked at him with a grim look.

Mu Dashao was obviously afraid of my gaze, he involuntarily took a step back, but quickly walked back again.

He snorted coldly at me: "Lin Feng, don't be complacent. Today I'm going to play you to death. ”

I didn't pay attention to Mu Dashao, there are more important things to do now than to beat people.

Liu Jindao couldn't hold it anymore.

He had a lot of wounds on his body, and his clothes were covered with shoe prints, and it is conceivable that he must have been beaten before he was nailed here.

Wang Yong can find out that I live in Xia Tian's house, and naturally he can also find out that Liu Jindao is my person.

He took this beating for me.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

I walked up to Liu Jindao and whispered.

Liu Jindao was still kneeling there, but there was no reaction to my words.

I saw that his head was covered with wounds, and all around him were broken glass bottles.

I don't know how many times he was hit, but I'm sure he must have had a brain hemorrhage.

Now that he is sober, it is just an illusion, maybe he has no idea what is going on around him.

I gritted my teeth and whispered, "Brother, bear with me." ”

I stretched out two fingers to pull out the nail on Liu Jindao's left hand.

With a pop, the nail was pulled off the coffee table with my bare hands.

Then, a stream of blood sprayed on me.

I took a deep breath and went to pull out another nail.

As a result, at this moment, I felt a wind blow in the back of my head.

I subconsciously lowered my head, dodged the blow, and then rolled around on the ground, dodging possible follow-up attacks.

Then I turned my head and looked behind me.

Behind me stood a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, with a flat head and a tunic on his body. The whole person exudes an atmosphere that is incompatible with modern society.

He hugged his fist at me: "In Xia Li Kaishan." Little friend, you are ruthless, it's time to learn a lesson. ”

From his words and deeds, I deduced that this should be a cultivator.

Could it be that he is the person behind the Ten Thousand Bone Mounds?

No, no.

He was too young. is only thirty years old, how can it affect the entire Mu family?

Moreover, this person is not surnamed Mu.

The Mu family has a big business, and it will not be controlled by a young person with a foreign surname. If the Mu family was really controlled by this Li Kaishan, Mu Dashao would definitely not be so arrogant.

When I was thinking about it, Li Kaishan frowned and said to me: "Xiaoyou, I have already reported my name, are you polite?" Tell me what your name is. ”

I laughed: "What is my surname, don't you already know?" Do you seem to be very moral? , you've beaten my people like this, what kind of white lotus are you pretending? ”

I almost pointed at Li Kaishan's nose and said this.

Li Kaishan's face was pale.

And Mu Dashao stomped his feet and shouted, "Uncle Li, kill him quickly." ”

When I heard this, I thought to myself, "Sure enough, this is not the man."

Listening to Mu Dashao's tone, although he called Uncle Li, he did not treat Li Kaishan as his own, but as a thug like a caretaker.

I smiled and said, "It's just a dog." ”

Li Kaishan couldn't hold back any longer.

He yelled and lunged at me.

As soon as I fought him, I knew that he was indeed a cultivator.

Practitioners and ordinary people are not the same as those so-called martial artists.

When the cultivator makes a move, he carries a breath of air. Often the fist has not yet arrived, and the qi has already arrived.

Li Kaishan has such a breath on him. Merely...... He can't practice at home, and he has a form but no reality. It's not hard to deal with him.

Mu Dashao was still sneering beside him: "Lin Feng, don't you want to get out alive today." ”

"The underworld, the white, and the way of your dancing gods, all have my people, do you want to live? Why do you live? ”

I said to Li Kaishan: "Are you dancing the way of the great god?" ”

Li Kaishan showed an annoyed and angry look on his face.

I took advantage of his distraction because of his anger and slapped him in the face: "Don't embarrass the cultivators. ”

Li Kaishan was stunned by me, and I kicked it again.

The kick staggered and slammed into the wall behind him. The wall shook. The picture frame hanging on the wall fell down and smashed right on Li Kaishan's head.

With a thud, broken glass pierced his face, causing him to bleed profusely.

The current Li Kaishan is extremely hideous.

He stared at me angrily, "I'll kill you." ”

Then, he stepped on the glass all over the floor and rushed over.

I punched him in the chin: "Can you win if you are ruthless?" Can you kill if you scream loudly? ”

I punched him hard in the chin again, and the internal strength of the punch went from his chin to his brain.

Li Kaishan shook suddenly, then sat down and fell to the ground, fainting.

I ignored him, but reached out and pulled out another nail from Liu Jindao.

He couldn't afford to delay any longer.

I was about to leave with Liu Jindao on my back when my ankle suddenly tightened and I was grabbed by a hand.

I looked down and was a little speechless.

It's Li Kaishan.

He was lying on the ground, clutching my ankles.

"As for being so desperate?" I looked at him a little helplessly, and then stomped on his wrist.

His hand was released.

I carried Liu Jindao on my shoulders and strode outside.

When I was about to go out, I glanced at Mu Dashao: "Let's eat something good these days." ”

Mu Dashao stood there with a pale face, his lips trembling, but he didn't say anything.

I walked out with Liu Jindao on my shoulder, and met the waiter in the hall again.

The waiter looked at me in shock and ran out to help me get a taxi.

I nodded at him as a thank you and got into the car.

The driver looked at me and Liu Jindao through the rearview mirror, and said a little unhappily: "Why a blood gourd?" You've got to give me the money for the car wash. ”

I was upset, and when I heard him say this, I replied coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, drive immediately." ”

The driver asked, "Where to go?" ”

I was annoyed and said, "Why do you need to ask?" Nearest hospital. ”

When the driver saw that my tone was so impulsive, he immediately wilted and drove obediently.

Hehe, these people who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard.

When the car was halfway down, Liu Jindao began to convulse.

My heart sank: Oh no, I'm afraid it's too late to go to the hospital.

The driver couldn't help but say, "He won't die in my car, will he?" Brother, why don't you find another car? I don't want the money for the car just now. ”