Chapter 13: The Fall of the Zhao Family
Qin Lang walked slowly from the gatehouse, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, it looked like he was a student.
However, the calmness on his face, and his calm and breezy demeanor fell in Zhao Qiliang's eyes, like thunder exploding in his ears.
"Dad, you're here. After Yun Shuqing saw Yun Dongke, her face was full of joy, and then she looked at the lone wolf who slowly withdrew the Tang knife, and said, "Brother lone wolf." ”
The lone wolf smiled slightly, but did not answer.
After seeing that Yundongke's daughter was fine, he suddenly relieved himself, his face sank, and he said, "I can't come yet." ”
Yun Shuqing looked at Qin Lang, then smiled and walked over.
Zhao Qiliang and Steward Zhao, their bodies trembled a little, he glanced at Chen Lieping, who was lying on the ground, no longer breathing, and his eyes fell on Qin Lang.
"The twenty dead soldiers of my Zhao family, all of them were killed by you?" Zhao Qiliang was worthy of being the head of the family, and he endured the fear in his heart, and his voice was cold.
Twenty elites of the Zhao family, as well as Chen Lieping, all fell in this battle.
Such a loss, even if it is as powerful as the Zhao family, cannot afford it.
Qin Lang said lightly: "It's just twenty-one ants, can't I kill them?"
At this moment, a powerful momentum broke out of his body, and he stood there, like a sharp sword, which made people dare not look at him.
This is the power of the Holy Emperor!
No one can stop it, everyone present, looking at Qin Lang, for some reason, wanted to rise in their hearts with a sense of worship.
"This son must not be a thing in the pool, he will definitely turn into a dragon and fly one day. Yundong Ke judged in his heart.
Fortunately, his daughter has a good relationship with Qin Lang.
Zhao Qiliang said in a cold voice: "These twenty dead soldiers of the Zhao family, there is not only the Zhao family behind them, but also the sect, no matter how powerful you are, can you still compete with the forces of the sect?"
"Sect forces?" Qin Lang smiled faintly, this was the first time he had heard about the sect from someone else's mouth.
There are also sects in this world, and there are cultivators, and even cultivators in the Heavenly Realm.
But why is Qin Lang afraid?
He was reincarnated in the eighth life, and he didn't know how many Tianjiao he crushed and how many strong people he killed.
In the ninth reincarnation, how could he be afraid of this?
Zhao Qiliang thought that Qin Lang was afraid, and suddenly had a sneer on his face, and said: "Yes, do you think that our Zhao family can cultivate cultivators? You are wrong, these Zhao family dead soldiers are from the Yun Sect, and my eldest son is the inner disciple of the Yun Sect! I shouldn't have told you this, but you deceive people too much!"
Qin Lang said, "Yun Sect?"
"Hmph. Zhao Qiliang snorted lightly, looking at Qin Lang, wanting to see the fear on his face.
"If you kneel down now and admit your mistake and cut off your arm, I can keep the people of the Yun Sect from being held accountable. Zhao Qiliang said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes immediately looked at Qin Lang!
Even Yundongke began to be jealous of the Zhao family at this time, and he knew that there would be a transcendent sect behind the Zhao family.
Song Zhiqing looked at Qin Lang, he wanted to see how the other party resolved the crisis.
Qin Lang looked at Zhao Qiliang with interest and said, "Kneel down and admit your mistake, cut off your own arm, it's good!"
He suddenly raised his palm, and then with a wave, his palm qi was like a knife, and it instantly cut into Zhao Qiliang's right shoulder.
Immediately, blood flowed and his right arm fell to the ground.
"Ahh
Seeing this, Steward Zhao hurriedly took off his clothes, and then covered Zhao Qiliang's wound.
At this time, the remaining ten dead soldiers of the Zhao family set out together to besiege Qin Lang.
"If you're not afraid of death, come up!" Qin Lang glanced at the dead soldiers of the Zhao family and said coldly.
Qin Lang's gaze was extremely sharp, and his momentum was even more terrifying.
When the dead soldiers of the Zhao family heard this, they suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and hesitated for a while.
Qin Lang slowly walked towards Zhao Qiliang and said, "Zhao Family Master, you are the first person who dares to make me kneel down and let me cut off one of my arms. ”
"Aren't you afraid that the people of the Yun Sect will kill you?" Zhao Qiliang knew that these so-called dead soldiers of the Zhao family had been frightened by Qin Lang, and they could no longer rely on them, so they had to move out of the Yun Sect, hoping to deter Qin Lang.
Qin Lang smiled and said, "Yun Zong, how could I put it in my eyes, people block and kill, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas." A trace of killing intent suddenly appeared on his body, "Actually, I said it inside, the fall of the Zhao family starts here!"
When Zhao Qiliang heard this, he immediately endured the severe pain and laughed, as if he was laughing at Qin Lang's inadequacy.
"My Zhao family, as one of the four major families in Huahai City, even in Jiangnan Province, is also the number one in the ranking, just because you want to destroy my Zhao family, a fool is dreaming!"
Qin Lang said calmly: "You are wrong, I said that I killed you first, and then killed the rest of the Zhao family, including your son in Yunzong." ”
After Zhao Qiliang heard this, he immediately panicked, "You can't kill me, if you kill me, you will die." ”
At this time, Steward Zhao's mobile phone rang, he answered the phone, listened to the content of the conversation, his face began to change drastically, and the sweat on his forehead kept flowing down.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Qiliang suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
Steward Zhao hung up the phone, his face turned pale, and said: "Master, the Zhao family has failed, the shares of the twenty-two companies under the Zhao family have fallen sharply, and they have lost money, and other forces have taken advantage of the situation to acquire the industries under the Zhao family. ”
"What?" Not only Zhao Qiliang, but everyone present was shocked except for Qin Lang.
The big Zhao family, if you don't say it's gone?
Zhao Qiliang seemed to be countless years old, and his eyes began to become sluggish.
Suddenly, the remaining ten dead soldiers of the Zhao family fell down one after another.
Qin Lang saw that the fallen dead man was no longer breathing.
His gaze fell on a building in the distance, and yes, he saw Zheng Yiren.
Zheng Yiren was dressed in a straitjacket, his long hair was spread out, and he held a specially made sniper rifle in his hand.
She had just fired ten shots, which resulted in the lives of ten Yellow-level cultivators.
"Someone made a secret move. Yun Dongke and the others were dark in their hearts.
The person who dared to kill the dead soldiers of the Zhao family must not have a simple identity background.
Qin Lang smiled slightly and shook his head.
However, Zheng Yiren fired two more shots.
Zhao Qiliang and Steward Zhao collapsed in a pool of blood.
With the death of Zhao Qiliang, the Zhao family's industry was divided, and the Zhao family in Huahai City disappeared.
As the fifth largest family in Huahai City, the Song family was also able to successfully rank in the top four.
However, it is clear that someone deliberately blocked the news, and except for a very few people, no one knew that the fall of the Zhao family would be related to a student from Huahai City.
In the Song family, the strictest gag order was issued, and the Song family, who went with Song Zhiqing, must not divulge a word, and the offender will be killed!
But even so, there are still many people who secretly hear the rumors.
Qin Lang!
This name, in the upper echelons of Hwase City, slowly spread, and became an unprovoked object.
Who knows if Qin Lang will be a disciple of a big family from Kyoto, or a disciple of a great sect that is hidden from the world.
Otherwise, who has such ability, saying that if the Zhao family is gone, the Zhao family will be destroyed.