Chapter 49: Plotting
The snake king sat on the soft collapse, this big man who crisscrossed the underworld of Yangcheng, after seeing Su Ang's methods, he couldn't keep calm: dare to ask the surname Gao, why did he break into the snake's nest and kill my snake son and snake grandson.
Su Angdao: Don't pretend to be confused, you should know me.
The Snake King is Jin Jiuling's puppet, his eyeliner, if he says that he has not seen Su Ang's portrait, it is purely a liar.
The snake king's face sank: No matter who you are, you shouldn't have killed me so many snakes and snake grandchildren, but I have offended you?
"You are also a character, how can you listen to Jin Jiuling's words like a dog, what handle does it fall into his hands?"
Su Ang seemed to be watching a funny harlequin perform a funny play, and he immediately shook his head: No, even a dog shouldn't be so obedient.
"What's more, you have been in the underworld for many years, you should also understand the truth of killing people and killing people, only the dead can keep secrets, after doing this, Jin Jiuling will inevitably take your life. Instead of helping Jin Jiuling, it is better to cooperate with Lu Xiaofeng to expose Jin Jiuling's true face, so that he will not be just a puppet forever. ”
Su Angdao: Or do you have lost the courage to work hard when you were young, the older you get, the more stupid you become, and the older you get, the more timid you become.
"I really don't understand what you're talking about" Before he could finish speaking, the snake king's body suddenly sank.
Immediately afterwards, from the soft collapse where he was lying, a cold star suddenly shot out, and it was actually a bone-penetrating needle with a flickering cold star, hundreds or thousands, covering Su Ang and Shangguan Xue'er in an overwhelming manner.
The bone-penetrating needles were too close to them, too fast, and too numerous, and ordinary first-class masters were afraid that they would be beaten into a sieve in an instant.
Su Ang reached out with his right hand and punched lightly, but with this seemingly weak punch, the air in front of him suddenly trembled.
The bone-piercing needles that shot out suddenly stopped, and then all of them fell to the ground.
"How is that possible!" The Snake King had almost dropped his jaw in shock.
Su Ang's hand requires extremely clever internal strength, and the cultivation of true qi must at least be a combination of rigidity and softness, and a combination of yin and yang.
But this kid is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and no matter what, he shouldn't have such skills.
Although the snake king was surprised, his reaction was really not slow at all, the whole person suddenly burst out, and the palm of his hand wiped the belt, and suddenly there was an extra sword in the palm, a very thin and very narrow sword, which was made of good Burmese iron, and could usually be used as a belt around the body.
This is the snake king's fame weapon, the spirit snake sword, and the sword light seems to be the same as the name of this sword, turning into a poisonous snake, spitting snake letters, and in a strange and swift way, it suddenly bites Su Ang.
This snake king, who controls the underground forces of Yangcheng, is not as thin and weak as he seems, but can be regarded as a first-class swordsman.
Su Ang's face was flat, and his sword light suddenly shattered.
And the snake king was shocked at the same time, and he was shocked with some qi and blood, and the long sword in his hand couldn't hold it, and flew out suddenly.
Su Ang bent his fingers and probed again, and with a snort, the strength of breaking the air hit the snake king's body, causing a pain in his chest, and the whole person couldn't help but take two steps back, his pale face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and the person fell down softly.
The whole person of the snake king trembled with fear, and the other party's martial arts were far higher than he imagined.
"Xue Bing is a person from the Red Shoes Organization, the lady with red shoes is a person from Tsing Yi Building, I am the owner of Tsing Yi Building, you moved my person." Su Ang said lightly.
"Miss Xue just drank and fell asleep," the snake king's breath became weaker and weaker.
"What I have done, I don't even have the courage to admit it, I thought you could control the underworld forces in Yangcheng, even if it is despicable and insidious, at least a character, but I didn't expect it to be so timid and stupid."
Su Ang took out a pill and fed it to Xue Bing's mouth, and after a while, with a soft groan, Xue Bing slowly opened his hazy eyes, covered his forehead with one bare hand, and felt dizzy: What happened?
Xue Bing Huo Ran got up, a wisp of murderous intent appeared on his body, and a layer of cold ice suddenly covered his face.
"Are you alright?" Shangguan Xue'er blinked.
"Cher, why are you here? What's going on? Xue Bing quickly discovered Xue Bing, and also saw Su Ang and the snake king who collapsed to the ground.
"You fell for the plot and were stunned, it was me and half of the master who saved you." Shangguan Xue'er patted her small chest, as if she had also exerted a lot of strength.
Xue Bing first looked at the Snake King hatefully: Snake King, what do you want to do, is this what Lu Xiaofeng ordered you to do?
When the snake king heard Lu Xiaofeng's three words, there was a sudden tingling pain in his heart, which made his face distort, and he became more and more painful, betraying the person who trusted him, and that person happened to be his friend, this feeling was not pleasant.
Su Ang sneered: Jin Jiuling is the embroidery thief, and the snake king is Jin Jiuling's dog, he listened to the master's order, and planned to stun you, and then send him to Jin Jiuling's bed.