Suddenly his feet were in the air, Gu Li panicked, and subconsciously hugged Jun Qing's neck.

Jun's lips pulled up, and his cold gaze swept over the crowd.

In the next moment, he flashed directly in the crowd, raised his legs and slashed, hooked sideways, spun and jumped, and everywhere he passed, there were bursts of terrible sounds.

However, dozens of guards were killed in ten breaths, and none of them survived.

This scene can scare the British public on the spot.

glanced at the bloody corpses all over the ground, and then glanced at the smile on the corner of Junqing's mouth, and suddenly felt creepy.

Especially when the other party's ink eyes look directly at you, that kind of fear from the soul seems to crush him!

This Song Jun is very human!

The British male sat down on the ground with his legs and feet a little weak, and glanced at the small men in the courtyard, all of whom had shrunk into the corners.

There was no one to help him, so he could only get up on his own, but after trying a few times, he fell down again.

Jun stared at the other party lightly, and said lazily: "I thought that the British government could be so capable, and even said crazy words to take my life, tsk, it's just Erer!" ”

The tone was full of ridicule.

After hearing this, the British Duke trembled with anger, and pointed at Jun Qing: "You have suffered many sins, you will be punished!" ”

Jun sneered, when he killed her, the other party didn't think so.

That's interesting!

Glancing down at the person in his arms, he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

Jun curled the corners of his lips and walked towards a room.

Seeing this, the British public gathered all his strength, stumbled to his feet, and roared at Jun Qing's back as he walked: "Song Junqing, if you dare to kill my son, the government of the country will want you to have a river of blood in the governor's mansion!" Leave no piece of armor behind! ”

Jun did not pause at all, and walked forward unhurriedly.

The British public was red-eyed and chased after him.

And at this moment, on the streets of the capital, a group of people turned over their horses and jumped for no other reason, it was Song Huaijin who led the troops to the British mansion and raised dust all over the sky...

Jun Qing walked step by step as if walking in the heart of the British public, and when he came to the bedside, Zhang Mingyuan was hiding under the bed.

Jun Qing's divine sense swept over, his left foot was slightly raised, and he fell suddenly, and a terrible sound rushed straight into the sky, and everyone in the entire mansion trembled in unison.

Song Huaijin and the others, who had just arrived at the gate of the British Mansion, were shocked when they heard the sound, especially Song Huaijin's face was condensed, he slammed down a horsewhip, and rode his horse straight to the source of the sound.

The same goes for others.

In the backyard, the British duke trembled and fell to the ground, his old eyes stared at Jun Qing as if he had been quenched with poison, and roared angrily: "Song Junqing, you really dare to kill my son?" The old man will make your life worse than death! You give me back my life! ”

Jun Qing only glanced at the other party lightly, turned around and walked out of the room with his feet raised.

As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, he saw Song Huaijin riding a horse, followed by hundreds of soldiers, this posture is simply amazing!

Fingertips flew, and the enchantment condensed, blocking the billions of dust that came from the face.

Song Huaijin dismounted, looked at the gentleman lightly, did not lose anything, and breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the person in the other party's arms, his face was a little ugly.

After that, the soldier's expression was even more strange.

Jun swept over everyone coldly, full of warning.

The soldiers lowered their eyes and stood quietly.

"I'll leave the rest to you, this is corpse powder."

Jun lightly threw a porcelain vase over, and Song Huaijin caught it steadily.

The matter was done, and Jun Qing didn't plan to stay longer, so he went out with Gu Li in his arms.

The porcelain vase is warm to the touch, and when it is clenched, it faintly feels that the strength of the whole body increases suddenly.

Something like this is something extraordinary!

Thinking of this, Song Huaijin's narrow eyes were dark, his son is really not simple!

There must be a shocking secret behind the other party!

Thinking about it, a roar suddenly sounded: "Old thief Song, your rebel son killed my son, I will definitely want your Song family to be buried with you!" ”

After that, he coughed violently.