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Chapter 465: I've Heard That Discretion Is a Taboo for the Young Master (3)

Before the man could finish!

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The man who spoke up was wrapped in a red thread around his body, and he twisted the other end of the thread.

And then!

"Tear up!" A bang.

"Ahh After two hysterical screams, the entire hotel lobby fell completely silent.

Thousands of corpses!

It was really a broken corpse, and the silk thread was laid into the man's flesh, and then his body was cut apart.

The terrifying scene of blood splattering on the spot made the faces of several other men pale.

"You!"

"Are you ......" several men looked at Quan Jin in shock and said in disbelief, "Who are you?" How could it be so powerful? ”

Seeing that Quan Jin was like a hellish Shura, he walked towards them.

Several men trembled with fear.

But at this time of crisis!

A sound of footsteps came from behind several men, and the man turned his head to look, and hurriedly shouted in surprise: "Three patriarchs, three patriarchs, you are finally here!" ”

The three patriarchs rushed over when they heard the screams.

As soon as you enter the gate.

I saw my own people, as if they had been dismembered by some sharp weapon!

"Who did it!"

The three patriarchs' eyes were red, and they suddenly raised their heads and swept towards the hall, and then stared at Quan Jin at a glance: "It's you, it's my clan you killed?" ”

"A Kyushu that can't even be compared to ants dares to be presumptuous in front of us."

"I must pass the young master's ....."

Quan Jin did not give the three patriarchs a chance to finish saying this.

The silk thread in his hand dragged on the ground, and Quan Zhen smiled and said, "Young master? Do you know what the consequences will be if he hears this? ”

"An inferior family dares to speak out about the word young master!"

When the three patriarchs heard this, their faces turned pale suddenly.

Kwon is right......

Young master.

What kind of existence is that!

These people just didn't have the qualifications to take a look, but they didn't expect that Quan Jin was not frightened, but smashed his own feet.

"You...... You're not the king of Kyushu?! ”

"No, no, you are, who are you besides from Kyushu?"

The faces of the three patriarchs changed drastically.

stared at Quan Jin dragging the red silk thread.

The three patriarchs remember very well that many years ago, there was a girl by the young master's side...... I heard that the young master regards her as her life!

But the girl disappeared a long time ago, and no one knew what the girl looked like, what her preferences were, what her name was, only that she also had a red thread.

Also know.

That's the young master—the only taboo.

"You, do you know the young master?" The three patriarchs asked with their hearts in their hearts, reassuring themselves in their hearts that it must be a coincidence.

Quan Jing rewound the red silk thread around his wrist.

Turn around.

His eyes fell on the hour hand behind him, and he listened to the ticking of the hands.

"Eleven fifty-eight."

Quan Jin did not answer the words of the three patriarchs, but counted down the number on the hour hand: "Eleven fifty-nine." ”

"Fifty Seconds ......"

Hearing Quan Jin's clear and beautiful countdown sound, the three patriarchs became more and more uneasy in their hearts, and even their heartbeats stopped.

The three patriarchs were flustered, and glared at Quan Jin with some anger and confusion: "What are you counting?" ”

"Count you, how many seconds will you live!" Quan Jin turned his head and looked at the three patriarchs with a smile.

That smile!

Too provocative, too contemptuous, and too much blind.

The three patriarchs clenched their fingers stubbornly, and the more they counted, the more annoyed the three patriarchs became: "Shut up for me, don't count!" ”

Seeing that Quan Jin was indifferent, the three patriarchs were directly enraged, and they waved their palms and struck at Quan Jin's back!

The force is extremely heavy;

Even the air was blown and swished;

"Fifty-eight, fifty-nine......!" When Quan Jin reported the last number, the palms of the three patriarchs were only half a meter away from Quan Jin.

Qiyao's eyes were about to pop out.

The three patriarchs laughed fiercely, thinking that Quan Jin would be killed by himself.

Pity......

"Sixty!"

The last number is lowered.

Ear!

In everyone's tinnitus, an imperial voice with a look down on the sky suddenly jumped in, it was airborne! The kind that descended out of thin air shook the hearts of the three patriarchs and spat blood.

A man said majestically, "Quan Jin, fight back." ”