When he came back to his senses, he noticed that the old lame man was struggling, but it was like an invisible cage shackles, Yun Qing's scalp was numb, and he finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

In his cognition, the old lame, the Yun family's martial arts worship, is already an invincible existence in the martial arts world of eastern Guangdong, I thought that the old lame was slow to do it, maybe it was because of some scruples, but now that I look back, I finally felt a little bit of the horror of the young man in front of me.

"I am the bloodline of the Yun family in eastern Guangdong, you... Don't mess around, I've already greeted the number one person on Beihe's side in advance, no matter how strong you are, if anything happens to me, you don't want to leave Qincheng alive. ”

Yun Qing instinctively retreated, his words fierce, threatening and threatening.

The instinct for survival caused the person to gradually retreat to the edge of the balcony, and behind him was a drop of more than ten meters in height.

The old cripple was already sweating profusely, and he was worried about Yun Qing's life, and he secretly exerted his strength but found that he couldn't escape such a breath lock no matter what.

I had no choice but to echo and beg for mercy: "Little brother, if you ask for money, the Yun family will satisfy you as much as possible, I promise that as long as you let go of the young master of my family, the Yun family will definitely be true to its word, and not a word will be missing you!" You have no relatives and no reason with the Liu family, little brother, contemptible people have been walking in the martial arts world for so many years, what morality and righteousness are all false, and the glory and power are down-to-earth! Besides, the young master of my family over there in Beihe has already said hello, if you really do it, this is the worst result, and it is not good for anyone! The contemptible person hopes that you should think about it, and the contemptible person will kneel down and beg you. ”

Boom!

With a clear breath sound, the old lame's body was like catkins flying, and the qi breath surging out of his body, as if some kind of invisible lock had dissipated, which led to him finally being able to regain his freedom of movement.

The old cripple was frightened, his mind was a little calm, he knelt down without hesitation, stopped in front of Yun Qing, and said words begging to be spared, but there were ten thousand doubts in his eyes.

Who is the real identity of this son?!

"I'm acting in vain, how can Beihe restrain me?!"

Speak out, explode!

"Bragging, you don't believe it, Lao Tzu will call Beihe now."

Yun Qing was still stiff-mouthed, and seeing that the old cripple was finally able to move freely, there was a glimmer of hope again.

The old lame muttered, as if struck by lightning.

The name Bai Che is familiar......

"You... Are you the big man in Hualong Pavilion?! ”

The old cripple was sad in his heart, and soon fell into a backwater.

The silver needle flashed, the lightning was shining, and Yun Qing, who was about to make a phone call, suddenly contracted his pupils, pinched his neck with both hands, and his mouth grew to the extreme, like an abyss.

The old lame man only felt paralyzed and powerless, and turned around and shouted a few times to the young master, while Yun Qing had already slid to the ground against the wall, his mouth opened and closed, his eyes stared at Bai Che, and there were regrets, shocks, surprises, and consternation in his eyes......

"You...... Who are you... Who is ......?"

With his legs stretched out and his head tilted, the person was gone.

Everything suddenly seemed like a dream, only the decisive breath of killing in the air lingered for a long time.

"I'm waiting for a confession from the Yun family."

When the words fell, a silver ray shot out again, and the big bald head went on the road.

After that, Bai Che left freely and walked towards a cemetery in Qincheng......

There was no one to stop him all the way, he nodded slightly in his heart, knowing that it was the old lame who was "cleaning up the aftermath", and it seemed that this old guy was still in charge of clearing the situation.