Chapter 235: Sin, Take a Step, No Turning Back

Rumble!

"Uhh

Qian Gun was extremely angry, and his affairs were interrupted again and again!

The strength of the eight-rank powerhouse made him use all his strength, and with his flesh and blood, he actually resisted the off-road vehicle that flew sideways!

Thick blood vessels appeared in his hands, and the muscles of his arms exploded, and he felt that the blood vessels might burst at any time!

The horizontal flesh on Qian Gun's face trembled wildly, his head kept shaking up and down, the stone slab on the soles of his feet was directly crushed, and his heels sank deep into the hard cement floor!

Gongsun Shilong's eyes widened, he was already scared stupid.

"Xiaoluo, run away now!"

Gongsun Shilong didn't even think about it, so he quickly picked up the sluggish Xiaoluo and ran away!

Taking advantage of the time when the eight-rank powerhouse was contained, he had to run for his life with all his might.

This was probably their only chance to escape.

Qian Gun glared at the people in the car.

However, the people in the car looked at him indifferently.

Bang!

The money gun forcibly removed the bumper, and then threw the off-road vehicle to the ground!

The tires of the car suddenly rose and fell, and the money gun raised his hand angrily, directly destroying the front cover!

He picked up the removed bumper and slammed it into the man in the driver's seat!

Cracking sound!

There was a sound of glass breaking!

But the people in the car are gone!

The money gun stabbed in the air.

Immediately.

Next to the money gun, a man who was also extremely burly and mighty appeared.

He is a meter tall like him, with explosive muscles on his body and a scar on his face, full of manly charm and masculinity.

"Are the eight products of the Qian family already so worthless? You can see an eight-pin everywhere? ”

Qian Gun stared at the appearance of the person in front of him who was judging him, took a deep breath, and there was anger rolling in his eyes.

"Looking for death? Dare to call the Qian family in such a tone! ”

Fiercely, the money gun shot at the tall man in front of him, and with a move the black tiger pulled out the heart, straight towards the man's heart!

Suddenly, the man shook his head with a sad expression.

"Since the Qian family began to choose to rebel, these dogs of the Qian family are like losing their minds, they really think that they are superior people, and they can be superior to others at will?"

"Your master is majestic, but you have to continue to be dogs and kneel and lick your master!"

The teeth of the money gun are itchy.

"Bastard! How dare you call me a dog? ”

He slammed his fist into the man's heart!

But the man's reaction speed was extremely fast, and with one sideways, his attack was directly dodged!

This feeling of not being able to beat is like hitting cotton, and the strength can't be used, which makes him really uncomfortable!

The money gun shot one after another, but none of them were able to hit the target!

This made him more and more irritable and impatient.

"Who the hell are you?"

Qian Gun stared at the man in front of him viciously, and a few drops of sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Oh? You're going to ask my name? Then why did you say it earlier, why do you want to enter and retreat with me? I'm not a stingy person, just tell you! ”

"You ......"

Qian Gun can't stand being crooked in front of him, and he can't let out a fart for a long time.

The man in front of him seemed to have caught his death hole, and he kept disgusting him in this way.

"Actually, my name is only one word, or guess what?"

"Bastard!"

Qian Gun was furious, and he felt the feeling of being molested and humiliated.

The people in front of him are completely teasing him like a toy!

"Yo, don't say you're still angry! How can such a big person be as temperamental as a child! ”

Qian Gun listened to the man's mocking and disdainful words, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood!

"Lao Tzu fought with you! There's a kind you don't hide! ”

Qian Gun was angry and flew sand and rocks around him, and all kinds of glass, stones, and cars were smashed towards the man in front of him!

But he's just incompetent and furious.

The man dodged these attacks with an understatement.

"Let's fight, get rid of him quickly, don't waste time here."

Suddenly, there was another sound on the other side.

Qian Gun turned his head to look and found a majestic man in a black trench coat, with a tall figure and sword eyebrows, looking extremely handsome than the man who teased him.

But his expression and his tone, is this treating his money gun, a dignified eight-pin, as a sandbag?

Even the strongest of the eight grades would not dare to say such arrogant words in front of him!

It's as if to solve him is to be crushed to death!

This kind of behavior of belittling him one after another makes Qian Gun's lungs bulge, and there is a possibility of exploding at any time!

Hearing this, the man grinned at Qian Gun, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

This smile fell in Qian Gun's eyes, very weird, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Do you hear my name? Of course, I am a merciful person, and the person who does not want to die in my hands is an unknown fool! At the very least, you have to know what you died for! ”

Zhan opened his mouth lightly and slowly walked towards the money gun.

"What do you want to do? You know, I'm an eight-grade strength, do you think you can call a helper, and two people can compete with me? ”

Qian Gun didn't know why, and a wave of fear surged in his heart.

But he quickly restrained and did not show it on his face.

"That's what you think! Then you think too highly of you, not to mention a mere eight grades, even if it is ten eight grades, it is not enough for grandpa and me to stuff my teeth! ”

The corners of Zhan's mouth grinned in an exaggerated arc.

Emperor Han next to him was a little impatient, this battle suit was endless.

Sure enough, the people in the Ling Emperor Pavilion were all carved out of a mold, and the people under them didn't learn anything else, so they learned how to pretend to torture the enemy with this bastard.

Emperor Han mocked disdainfully in his heart, ten is not enough for you to stuff your teeth? Next time, I'll arrange ten eight-grade dishes for you, so that you can drink a good pot!

Qian Gun's brows furrowed, although he felt that Zhan was bragging, but the temperament exuded by Zhan at this moment made it difficult to doubt.

As if what he said was true.

"That's it! It looks like my boss can't wait, so I'll hurry! ”

Zhan raised his eyebrows at Emperor Han and made an OK gesture.

Immediately.

Zhan's face instantly changed to indifference, as if he had changed a person, and the smile he had just disappeared a second ago!

He opened his heavy palm, and then, the money gun in front of him felt like a magnet, uncontrollably absorbing towards Zhan's palm!

"What's going on?"

Qian Gun showed a frightened look and hurriedly shouted.

"Get out of here!"

The power on his body was surging wildly, and he wanted to resist this power, but it was obvious that he was only a little under the strength of the eighth grade, and in front of the top combat power of the Great Hua Kingdom, he was like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, and he had no power to resist at all!

The next moment.

War brutally and mercilessly grabs the heart of the money gun.

"You should know by now why you died!"

"I, I don't know!"

"Humph! The Qian family rebelled and rebelled, and you chose to help the abuse! If you are lost and choose to turn back, then there is still a chance for redemption! But you shouldn't have chosen to attack someone, because then, even I can't save your life! ”

Qian Gun showed a shocked look and replied in horror.

"Then I choose to turn back now! Please spare my life! I can help you expose the crimes of the Qian family! ”

"It's late! It's late! You don't stand a chance! ”

"Why! Didn't you say that I could have a chance for redemption when I was lost? ”

Qian Gun was so anxious that he was about to cry.

He was fortunate to have reached the eighth grade with great difficulty, it took him half a lifetime of hard work, he didn't want to die like this in the end, he hadn't enjoyed the glory of the world yet!

"I said, you shouldn't do anything to someone!"

"Could it be that you are talking about ......?"

Qian Gun's pupils jumped violently, and he suddenly remembered the little girl and the young man he was chasing and killed just now.

Zhan sneered.

"Humph! It seems that you have already enlightened! It's not in vain for you to be a ghost! ”

"Nope! Please! Nope! I don't want to die! ”

"Uhh

A mournful sound resounded through the night sky.

Many of the sleeping residents around were woken up by the sound.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, the residential buildings of the whole street suddenly became lively, everyone leaned on the window and looked down, and found that a strange scene had happened on the street!

Huge groups of fighters patrolled, and vehicles were constantly moving, each with a rifle on his shoulder.

This gesture, if not because of some large-scale emergency, is probably ......

A few ordinary soldiers of the Qian family who witnessed all this in the same place, their legs were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they knelt on the ground, and a puddle of yellow liquid bubbled out on the white floor, and there was a smell of urine.

Everyone had a pale expression on their faces, their arms hanging weakly, and their pupils were terrified.

They actually watched the family just now, usually they could only look up high, the powerful and incomparable eight-rank powerhouse.

He died in front of them, and he didn't have any ability to resist, as if he was killed by the other party's gentle pinch!

Zhan slowly withdrew his bloody palm, which was the chest of the money gun, because of a manic force, it was directly pierced!

"Emperor, kill it!"

"Got it."

Emperor Han glanced at the cold Qian gun, frowned and looked in the direction of the Qian family's headquarters.

There, the lights are on.