"Hmph, young people should not be too arrogant. You don't want to know who I am, but I want to know who you are? Are you Wang Qibu?" said a middle-aged man. From his language, Wang Qibu could feel the anger of the other party. It was a kind of unforgettable hatred that would not avenge others. For the name Wang Qibu, it was equivalent to himself. Through the moonlight, Wang Qibu still saw the middle-aged man's face clearly, and he looked familiar, and then saw that the other party's eyes were red. It was angry, and he should have cried bitterly. So he could already think that the middle-aged man was asleep. Of course, this was just a guess, the father of the second rich second-generation who he killed at Chenhui's door this afternoon, Rong Wanqiu, the boss of Qilin Company. Then if the fact is really like this, it would be understandable to avenge his son.

"You are Rong Wanqiu, right? How do you say it? Well, I can imagine your current mood. If you lose your son in middle age, no matter who you change, you will not be in a good mood. But don't you think that more responsibility for your son's death will fall on yourself? If you hadn't spoiled him into a king who knew nothing and caused trouble everywhere, how could he be on the street today? What kind of thing has a cause and a result, there must be a direct cause of this matter. Just imagine if you can strictly demand and educate your son well, no, it doesn't need to be. Even if you just teach him the most basic principles of being a human being, will he have such an end? After all, you have killed him." After leaning in a comfortable position on his car, Wang Qibu taught Rong Wanqiu calmly. In fact, he didn't think he was complaining, but every sentence was the most objective fact.

"Fuck! You, what's the right to say to me? My son has no mother since he was a child. What's wrong with me spoiling him? I've always lost money whenever he caused trouble. Isn't that enough? Well, no matter what, I will admit it. I will kill you and pay my son for his life." Rong Wanqiu shouted. The skyrocketing anger was frightened in an instant, and the twenty thugs were eager to try and try to do it. After all, tonight's work can be a very pleasant job for them. Twenty people killed each other together, and they would not be able to get too heavy punishment. This must be the case when they were caught. Besides, the reward this time was quite high. It's enough to come home and do a lot of business.

"Isn't I absent from people like you who have died and their sons are almost dead. Can you compensate for the problem? If you can, that's easy to deal with. Didn't I cut your son to death? Let's say a count. No, no, how much did your son pay for someone else's son to kill? I'll pay you twice, no, twice, ten times, what do you think?" He still completely ignored those thugs who had basically nothing to the dead but had other people in his eyes. Wang Qibu said to Rong Wanqiu. He asked Rong Wanqiu for a moment, and then he said, "My son's life can't be bought, so I want you to pay for it."

"Oh, Rong Wanqiu of the grass mud horse, your son's life is life, and he can't buy it no matter how much money. So is the life of other people's son not life? Can you buy it with money? Before you said this, I planned to let you go today, but based on what you said, I am not afraid of telling you that you are dead." Others are unreasonable with Wang Qibu, and Wang Qibu can reason with others, but if others are chaotic with Wang Qibu like this, then Wang Qibu will be ruling with others, but if others are rude with Wang Qibu like this, then Wang Qibu will be ruling with others.

Does Bucai have such a good temper and patience to provide psychological counseling for that person? Even if the man died just now, his son would not do. So after he finished scolding, Wang Qibu moved first before the thugs. Originally, Wang Qibu was not far from the thugs, and there were two of the thugs just now. Bi jumped forward a few steps. So the first one screamed was the one who approached the most. Of course, he screamed not because he was so cowardly that he was anybody.

The hard bone stubble was broken with one hand and one foot, and when the crotch was kicked to pieces, they would scream like this. I don’t know if it was unlucky or luck. Wang Qibu punched his jaw in less than a second. The crisp sound of a broken neck sounded. But imagine that even if he was in the emergency room at this time, the doctor would not be able to treat such injuries. Because even people without medical knowledge can easily determine that this thug

There was no help. After killing one person in seconds, Wang Qibu once again used his ghostly body technique to come to another thug. He took one hand directly from the man's machete armpit, then grabbed the thug's hair from behind and pulled it hard. So the beat was even faster than the previous one, with a broken neck, and the bones cut the arteries and skin, and blood gushed out instantly. The thugs on both sides felt hot on their faces, and then washed their faces with blood.

After killing two people in a row, Wang Qibu's offensive continued. In fact, he hadn't let go of the killing of people like today for a long time. For those who just wanted to kill themselves cruelly, Wang Qibu certainly wouldn't be like someone else in Erbi's online novel, but he hated to beat others like a dead dog. Then he felt that he was quite awesome and awesome. If you want to kill me, but you can't succeed, then I will kill you. Wang Qibu doesn't think that even if it is like this, there is something worthy of being awesome. It's normal. When he rushed to the third thug, the man had instinctively retreated. Because he could not see the actions of the boy who killed two people in a row. If he didn't retreat, he would definitely not be able to escape like those two people.

The result. Of course he couldn't see clearly. How could a thug with a conscience be able to see clearly at this stage? So even if you retreat, it was meaningless. From the time they planned to kill the handsome boy who looked easy to kill, their fate had already been decided. Before he could notice it, a hand with slender fingers with his hand had hit his neck from the front. Wang Qibu, who had no expression on his face, pinched it, and then let go of his hand when the Adam's apple and blood vessels were cut open and the blood was about to spurt out. The last sound that happened to the third thug in his life was just the sound that was beyond his control of the blood and airflow that had impacted the broken throat.

Wang Qibu, who killed three people in a row, only took a few seconds. He didn't feel tired, and even killed the fourth thug at a more dreamy speed than before. It should be said that this thug is actually the best to kill, because he was already scared by the death of the former third brother's thug. He was easily twisted by Wang Qibu while standing there without moving. You can't expect a guy like Wang Qibu to have any compassion when he faces someone who wants to kill him. After all, that's immoral.

Besides, there are twenty people on Rong Wanqiu, but now many people understand that according to Wang Qizhu's killing method, it's only one minute at most. If the killing god continues to open the acceleration plug-in, the time will probably be shortened a little longer, reaching two-thirds of the expected speed or even less. While the thug is frightened, he can't help but complain in his heart, brother, you don't kill chickens so quickly, right? Then the fact is like this. If these twenty people fight, they start training since they were teenagers, and of course they can't have mediocre hands. But if fighting, then Wang Qizhu's dealing with melons and vegetables is not much different from chopping melons and vegetables.
Chapter completed!