Chapter 232: People don't talk much
After the black Porsche stopped, under the surprised eyes of the middle-aged man, a mysterious person shrouded in a black robe slowly walked down from the car, and there was a particularly conspicuous dragon head logo on the black robe.
The young man didn't know what this sign represented, and when the middle-aged man saw this scene, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he subconsciously blurted out:
"Are you from the Dragon King's Palace?"
But the black-robed mysterious man didn't want to communicate with them, but said in a hoarse voice:
"Hand that woman over to me."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sneer, and replied mercilessly:
"What about the people of the Dragon King Palace, if they dare to go against our Song family, they must also weigh whether they have the ability to do so."
The young man was just about to coax on the side, and then suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and when his sight returned to normal, he was surprised to see that the figure of the black-robed mysterious man had appeared in front of him without knowing when, and he was still holding a blood-red dagger in his hand, and the sharp end of this dagger had already been inserted into the chest of the middle-aged man.
"What! How is this possible? ”
The young man's face suddenly changed greatly, he didn't see clearly how the black-robed mysterious man made a move just now, and then the middle-aged man next to him had already been tricked, you must know that the other party was a sixth-grade peak martial artist, and he was only one step away from the seventh-grade.
A pseudo-seven-rank martial artist was killed like this, and he didn't even have the slightest chance to resist? Just thinking about it, the young man felt that the hairs on his whole body stood on end, and he almost fell to the ground.
At this time, the middle-aged man's breath was not dead, he stared at the black-robed mysterious man with his eyes, and spit out a few words in his mouth with some indistinctness-
"You...... You're an eight-rank martial artist......"
Before he finished speaking, he didn't hold on after all, his body went limp, and he collapsed directly in a pool of blood.
"Eight Rank Martial Artist?"
The young man was almost stupid by this, and when he saw that the eyes of the mysterious man in the black robe were looking towards him, he didn't even think about it, and quickly pointed to the woman who was tied up in the Lamborghini and said:
"Brother, don't kill me, I'm just a driver, if you want that woman, just take it."
It's a pity that this black-robed mysterious man is a typical person who doesn't talk much, he is not prepared to give the other party a chance to live at all, the dagger in his hand slashed forward directly, leaving a blood-red shadow in mid-air, and then there was an extra wound on the young man's neck......
In this way, the black-robed mysterious man easily solved the two people of the Song family, and then calmly picked up the unconscious woman on the Lamborghini, and then threw it into the Porsche, and then drove away.
Half an hour later, in the study of the head of the Song family, Song Lichang was waiting for the right, but he never waited for the news of the next person, his face couldn't help showing a little impatient, and he directly took out his mobile phone to make a call to the other party, but unexpectedly, the phone rang for a long time, but the other party did not mean to connect.
Song Lichang's brows furrowed slightly, and then he tried to be patient and called the other party again after five minutes, this time it was still not connected, Song Lichang's face couldn't help but change a little, and he was sensitive to the fact that the other party was very likely to have an accident.
Without any hesitation, Song Lichang directly beckoned his subordinates to investigate this matter, but in less than half an hour, he learned that the subordinates he sent out had been killed, and along with him being killed, there was also the son of the third master of the Song family, which was a big deal.
No one in Ningcheng didn't know that the third master of the Song family loved his son the most, and he usually wanted to hold it in the palm of his hand, who would have thought that he would be killed like this.
"Take me to the scene!"
Song Lichang's mood suddenly became extremely irritable, what bullshit is the life or death of the third master of the Song family, in fact, he doesn't care at all, but what he cares about is whether the third master will go crazy because of this matter, because the other direction looks at him a little unpleasant.
Another half an hour passed, Song Lichang and his party had already appeared at the scene of the murder, and when he saw that his subordinates were actually killed by a knife, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back, his brows couldn't help but frown.
And just when the subordinates on the side thought that he was going to get angry, they didn't expect Song Lichang's brows to slowly stretch again, and a very intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel a tingling scalp when they looked at it.
Soon the rest of the Song family also got the news, and in less than ten minutes, a group of main forces of the Song family rushed to this kind, among which the fastest was naturally the third master of the Song family, when he saw that his most beloved son died here, he was so angry that his face was flushed, and he almost went crazy on the spot.
"Who is it! Who the hell is it! Dare to kill my son, the third child of my Song family will never die with him! ”