Xu Yang didn't care about Luo Hao, since he decided to let him deal with it, there is no need to use suspicious people, and there is no suspicion in employing people.

He came to Boss Jin, carefully checked his injuries, and then Wen Yan said to the boss's wife: "Brother Jin is fine, boss, don't worry." ”

Hearing his words, the proprietress cried for the first time, so sad and happy.

Since this morning, she has been worried until now, as soon as she opened the door, someone came to find trouble, until Feng Ling made a move, defeated the "Tiger" and was overturned by the "White Bear", and her hanging heart has never been put down.

Immediately afterwards, she had always behaved as a cowardly and courageless husband, but she stood up for the first time, and even used amazing martial arts to defeat the white bear in one fell swoop.

This made her even more worried, she was afraid that her weak but extremely reliable husband would leave him from now on, until Boss Jin was actually attacked by Du Chong and fell to the cold ground, she was furious and wanted to save her husband.

She must not lose him.

It's a pity that there are too many people, and under their obstruction, she can't even get even half a step closer to her husband.

In the end, Xu Yang appeared and solved everything, even the poison in her husband, the boss on the other side, obediently solved it for Boss Jin.

After that, it's none of the boss's business, as long as her husband is safe and sound, she is better than anything else.

The cheque with an amount of up to 30 million, the proprietress has carefully considered it, and she must not ask for it.

Xu Yang is not a wealthy family, he fought to the death, avenged his husband, and was angry for himself, how could she ask for this money?

Spread it out and be laughed at.

She was just worried about her husband's injuries.

It wasn't until Xu Yang saw her husband and told her to make sure she was okay that the proprietress untied the shackles in her heart and cried as if no one was around.

There is sadness, but more joy.

Xu Yang didn't try to persuade her, if the emotions that were too piled up couldn't be vented, it would be bad for people.

At this time, Luo Hao had already arranged everything, and with Xu Yang's power here, none of those gangsters dared to resist at all.

Even if someone has bad intentions, I believe that those little gangsters will choose to destroy him because they are afraid of Xu Yang.

Luo Hao has never been so happy, you must know that the "Viper Gang" can definitely be regarded as a very big gang in the magic capital, even if he sees those rampant and domineering "Viper Gang" gangs, most of them will choose to avoid conflicts.

Now the leader of the Viper Gang, "Flower Snake" Du Chong was beaten unconscious by Xu Yang, and the second-in-command "Tiger" Lu Heng and the third-in-command "White Bear" Tie Lan have been seriously injured and have almost lost all their combat effectiveness.

The other hard hands in the gang are now just like the third grandson, they will agree to whatever Luo Hao says, even if they let them go to the police station to turn themselves in, they don't say a word, and they just pass.

This is the power of terror that brings terror to control.

Luo Hao's eyes looked at Xu Yang even hotter, this is a psychology that is close to blind worship, even if Xu Yang is now asked to go alone to fight all the gangs in the Demon Capital, he will not hesitate to agree, and he will not think about the consequences at all.

At this time, he looked like a dog, ran to Xu Yang's side in a hurry, and said flatteringly: "Everything you ordered has been done, and what else is there, your old man commands." ”

He patted his chest that was not strong and said, "Luo Hao, I will definitely do it for your old man!"

"Phew, you're just an old man, your family is an old man!"

Xu Yang secretly scolded in his heart, but this kind of direct scolding is not in line with the character of the mysterious master, and it is a bit of a headache.

"You get those three guys outside the door in, and nothing else is going on, you can go about it. After thinking about it, Xu Yang felt that there was really nothing for Luo Hao to do, after all, his current identity was not an underworld tyrant, and being too close to the gang people might not be a good thing.

As for those three killers, Xu Yang was naturally useful.

There are many things that are not the best when he does them.

Now he is also considered to have some power, and there are some things that can be avoided as much as possible.

Soon, the three "masters", like zongzi, were tied in by Luo Hao with a few new gangsters.

There is no way, these three guys are in Xu Yang's hands like a mouse touching a cat, and they don't know how to get stunned when they are stunned.

But for Luo Hao and those little gangsters, the names of these three people are as dazzling as the sun in the sky.

Even before today, Luo Hao couldn't believe that he could see the true colors of these three people.

............

Wang Ye was the first to wake up.

It's not because he's used to poison that he's resistant to poison that he wakes up first.

He woke up first because Xu Yang wanted him to wake up first.

Xu Yang has always been a person who is very afraid of trouble, and among the three people, Wang Ye is definitely the easiest one to control.

Let's make it easy and then difficult.

Let's hope he doesn't let himself down.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing Wang Ye saw was not Xu Yang, but the other two killers who were hanged.

They've been moved to the high beams of that tiny ramen shop.

The doors are closed.

If something like this happened today, who still has the heart to open the door?

This is not a strange choice.

However, the one who can let go of the three of them silently at the same time is definitely a master.

At least in terms of the use of drugs, Wang Ye has always claimed to be the second in the magic capital, and no one dares to admit the first.

But he planted it today.

Planted convincingly.

Even at the moment of poisoning, Wang Ye reacted and was poisoned.

As for when it was poisoned, how it was poisoned, and what poison was it?

I don't know.

The method of poisoning, the grasp of timing, and the control of toxicity are all wonderful.

So as soon as he woke up, he simply knelt down.

He wanted to learn from that master, but he didn't think about it at all.

Wang Ye is a master of poison and a fanatical believer in poison.

Compared with martial arts, poison is the most noble and elegant killing technique.

Chopping and chopping, chopping bloody hula or something, vulgar.

However, even if Wang Ye decided to kneel, he couldn't kneel at all.

Because like his two peers, he was hanged......

No wonder, he looked at the two hanging peers and didn't look up.

"Please put me down, I, Wang Ye, am willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and only ask the master to accept me as an apprentice, I am willing to treat it as a teacher!"

He shouted, but good things were so bad that no one took care of him.

Only the rope that hung him was still swinging, and occasionally the beam creaked and overwhelmed.

Wang Ye couldn't even see where the master was.

But he was sure that there must be other people in this shop besides the three of them.

And it's probably the one who used poison.

He wanted to turn around and observe the situation in the shop to find the master.

However, the rope was tied very short, and he finally turned a little, and under inertia, returned to his original angle.

He didn't give up his efforts, he was Wang Ye, how could he be stumped by such a small difficulty?

So he continued to plead.

He didn't plead for his own life, but he had experienced such a clever poison and such a strange poison that he almost went crazy with joy.

He had staggered down the bumpy road of poison art alone, and no one had ever been able to guide him, and the only thing he relied on was his own talent!

Now, it was like opening a window to him, a window to a new world that could break through his cognition.

Confucius said: When you hear the Tao, you can die at night.

That's what Wang Ye thinks.

As long as you can get a glimpse of the world outside the window, death will become so sweet.

Finally, when his voice was almost silent, a slightly frivolous male voice finally sounded behind him.

"Worship me as a teacher, and you deserve it?"

In fact, Xu Yang really wanted to put him down, after all, there was nothing good to hang people up.

However, he first needs to make sure that the other party must lose all hope in a desperate situation, so that he can fully accept his terms and surrender to himself.

And not through what negotiations.

So Xu Yang waited until he felt that Wang Ye had completely lost his confidence and hope, and when he gave the order, he would execute it without resistance at all, and then he spoke.

Although his first sentence completely cut off the only hope in Wang Ye's heart, Wang Ye was not hit, but overjoyed.

Master, definitely a top master.

If it's so easy to agree to your apprenticeship's request, then what kind of master is it?

Even a top-level killer like himself, the other party doesn't pay attention to it at all, doesn't it prove the cleverness of this senior master?

But since the other party has spoken, it means that there is still value in himself that can be used.

It's hard to hear if you're being used, but if it's not even worth being used, then what's the use of that person?

"What the seniors said is that Wang Ye is too anxious, and he also asks the seniors to show him, if Wang Ye has something to do, he just wants to serve under the seniors!"

has been a killer for more than ten years, and any money, power, beauty, these worldly pursuits are nothing to Wang Ye.

Only poison art, which is extremely unpopular and daunting, is Wang Ye's most intoxicating knowledge.

As long as you can be by the side of the senior masters, even if it is just a matter of melting your ears and eyes, it will definitely help you improve your poison skills.

Why stick to the title of master or disciple?

Back then, Qi Baishi was willing to be a "lackey under the Qingteng Gate", and he also carved a commemorative seal, which was an elegant past.

Wang Ye also felt at this moment that even if it was just a dog next to his seniors, it was a very pleasant experience.

Then he felt that the rope in his hand, which he had struggled so hard to achieve without any looseness, was loose.

He fell off a high beam, and years of training had made him instinctively stand firm, then fell to his knees, staggered on his knees, and turned his head slowly, hard but resolutely.

Then he couldn't say a word.