Junhao KTV monitoring room.

Qing Lang, who originally thought he was having fun, looked at the tragic scene in the surveillance video, and his mouth went dry for a while. Several of the younger brothers around him also fell silent. Is this still a human being? He fought with dozens of people with one person, and he actually won.

So relaxed and freehand?

Damn it!

This man came up from the stairs on the second floor. Qinglang's heart was beating very fast. He had recognized it just now. Could it be that this was the fat sheep that he bought crystal rice from a while ago?

Did he know that the crystal rice was adulterated? Did he come here specifically to cause trouble today?

God, Master Fu knew he had to chop himself into pieces and feed them to the dogs!

Qing Lang was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he had known that this guy had such powerful and terrifying fighting power, he would have been too late to provide for him. How could he have dared to deceive him with crystal rice mixed with flour.

Yang Xie is indeed here for Qing Lang. The crystal rice can be exchanged for points. How could Yang Xie miss the fat meat in his mouth? The little demon has already invaded Junhao's LAN, so he naturally knows where Qing Lang is hiding.

Already.

Kicking the door of the monitoring room away with one kick, looking at the three people whose legs were shaking and almost falling, Yang Xie sneered: "If you want to make the blood on that table thicker, you should hide your crystals well."

Miba.”

Without saying a word, Qing Lang took Yang Xie to his office and gave Yang Xie all his inventory. It wasn't much, just dozens of bags. Yang Xie weighed it and ostensibly stuffed the crystal rice into it.

In his own pocket, he actually gave it back to vm in exchange for dozens of points...

Sunshine Sauna City.

Mr. Fu was lying on his stomach, with a contented look on his face, letting the female technician wearing work clothes rub his body. His hands were not idle either, and he directly reached into the clothes of the woman standing by and played with them arbitrarily. He was a very old man.

You are not old, women will still have ideas even when they are eighty years old.

"Master Fu, when I go back, I will help you talk to Xin Liu." George had a vague smile on his face, old man, enjoy it for a while, otherwise you will have no chance to enjoy it.

.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Mr. Fu quickly took his hand away from the woman, leaned up and cupped his hand, his face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile. He had been busy for so long, why didn't he just say this for them?

talk?

George and Henry looked at each other, threw a cigarette and said with a smile: "You help me, I help you, we all benefit together, that's how life is, isn't it?"

Seeing Master Fu taking the cigarette, he lit it happily and took a puff. A strange smile appeared on George's face. This cigarette was mixed with strong aphrodisiacs. If he smoked enough, Master Fu would probably need it all night long.

He was standing upright, mechanically doing some kind of exercise. With his physique, I'm afraid even the gods wouldn't be able to save him after seven times...

Died of ecstasy, no matter how sensitive these smelly policemen are, they can only track them here, not even dragon souls...

As soon as he took a breath, Fu Ye's phone rang. Looking at the caller's number, Fu Ye's face changed slightly, but he waved his hand and drove the women out, and then answered the phone: "Say."

"Master Fu, Yang Xie smashed the Junhao KTV. Brother Shitou and the others were also injured. Let's go to your place now." The screams on the other end of the phone were endless, and you could tell with your feet that the scene must have been quite tragic.

An evil fire suddenly arose in Mr. Fu's heart. Yang Xie? He had also heard of this kid. He had already noticed him last time when he came to sweep Jun Yi's place, but he seemed to be more familiar to Su Muxi.

Yes, plus George and the others are here now, and I have to be busy receiving them, so I don’t have time to pay attention to him. I don’t think I haven’t seen him for a few days, and I have become more capable. Even Junhao KTV dares to crash the venue?

Just one person, no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than a gun?

Thinking of his absolute confidant waiting outside, Mr. Fu felt emboldened. Over the past decades, he had been in the light of swords and in the shadow of blood. What scenes had he never seen? Are he still afraid of being a fool?

"Who, stop!" A shout came from outside the door, as if someone was approaching the box.

Seeing that the faces of George and Henry beside him became a little darkened, Mr. Fu smiled quickly and said: "Don't worry, no one can break through their blockade and enter this room..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was kicked open, and six figures turned into a series of afterimages and flew into the room. Master Fu took a closer look, weren't these his six confidants? Where were their guns? Don't they?

Is there time to use it?

"Master Fu, are you looking for a gun?"

Yang Xie was in a bad mood, so naturally he couldn't give in to him. He raised his hand and several pistols were thrown to the ground. The six gunmen looked at Yang Xie with fear on their faces. This guy is simply inhuman.

I saw that he had just appeared at the corner, but as soon as I yelled, he had already rushed over. I barely had time to put my hand into my arms, but he punched him away...

Mr. Fu was used to seeing scenes. Although this situation was not good for him, he was not afraid. He sat up straight and tried his best to show a calm posture and said: "Brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Take your life." Yang Xie stepped forward and stared at Master Fu.

"Haha, little brother really loves to joke." Mr. Fu picked up the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, and said with a bit of pride: "In the past few decades, there have been countless people who want my life, but I am still here.

, sitting on a huge family fortune, but they all went to see Yama, this is because my destiny is harder than theirs."

Yang Xie sneered, but in the next moment he directly pinched Master Fu's neck and lifted it up with a little force. Looking at Master Fu whose face was red and his legs were struggling, Yang Xie gradually increased the force in his hands. He knew that Master Fu

What he just did was just playing hard to get, trying to arouse his own greed in order to survive.

But do I need those worldly things?

A hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of Yang Xie's mouth. All he needed was his life!

Mr. Fu's face had turned purple. His eyes fell on George and Henry, hoping that they could come to the rescue. George looked at Yang Xie thoughtfully, but Henry's eyes were burning with a strong fighting spirit...

…

"Boy, let him go, and I'll fight you." Henry moved his feet in quick small steps, a bit like a boxing rhythm.

Yang Xie ignored the two of them at all. He exerted a little force with his right hand and heard an abrupt "click" sound, which was the greatest irony of Henry's words just now.

Yang Xie casually threw Master Fu's body away, and it landed in front of Henry like a parabola, with disdain in his eyes.

The phone rang. He didn't know how many times it rang along the way, but Yang Xie ignored it. But now that Mr. Fu was dead, the energy that had been trapped in Yang Xie's heart and lungs also dissipated. He glanced at

Henry glanced at him and answered the phone: "Officer Su."

"Where are you? I heard that you picked Junhao KTV?" Su Muxi said with an anxious voice, allowing Yang Xie to feel the deep concern in it.

"There is such a thing."

"You're crazy. When the police arrived at Junhao, people were vomiting and blood was flowing into rivers. What on earth do you want to do?"

"What I want to do has been done." Yang Xie smiled faintly and said in an almost dead voice: "That squashed BYD is my mother's car."

Because they were friends, Yang Xie explained to her. Just when Yang Xie was about to hang up the phone, Su Muxi suddenly shouted: "The owner of the car is not dead, but only slightly injured. He was taken to the First Hospital by ambulance."

He was treated and has just woken up now."

"What!"

Yang Xie felt refreshed. Is mom okay?

Before Yang Xie had time to be happy, Yang Xie only felt the strong wind blowing on his face, but it was Henry who waved his iron fist and hit him on the cheek with unstoppable force, but George dodged and rushed out.
Chapter completed!