Putting down his phone, He Sheng looked at Zhao Likang with his head raised. He sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

This guy didn't even have the courage to report his name in front of Du Jiujian. This shows that even if he was from Du Jiujian, his status was extremely low.

"Brother, I...I don't know you know our Ninth Master. This is the fault of me. I...I'll ask my son to apologize to your daughter! I'll apologize!" Zhao Likang said loudly.

"Wouldn't it be better if this would have happened?" He Sheng chuckled: "To be honest, you can't take care of your children like this. I never thought of calculating you. If I want to calculate you, your hand will be broken now."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but swallow and spit. Indeed, he felt that the young man in front of him had too much force on his hands. He felt like his hands were about to break. Moreover, he kicked himself lightly and flew out.

Even if you ask a person with such skills to come, he will probably not be his opponent.

"Yes, yes! Brother, you have taught me the right lesson, I will pay attention in the future!" Zhao Likang had completely changed his face, just kidding. This guy could chat and laugh with Master Du Jiu and want to kill him, probably just by moving his fingers.

"Nao Nao, apologize to this little sister!" Zhao Likang turned his head and looked at his son.

The little boy's huge eyes were flashing with doubt. He looked at Zhao Likang, then looked at Qianqian again, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Let you apologize!" Zhao Likang said loudly in his tone.

"Sorry...I'm sorry." The little boy said sorry, and then cried out.

"It's okay..." Qianxi, who was held in Su Xiang's arms, said softly.

Xixi has always been a polite child. He Sheng didn't ask her to say anything, so she replied politely.

Just this sentence made Zhao Likang's face look particularly ugly. Compared with the two children, his father's face suddenly lost its face.

Apology is indeed not difficult, but it is not easy for children as old as them to know how to apologize, and it is also not easy for them to know how to forgive.

"Okay, I'll say it too, so let's do it." He Sheng glanced at Zhao Likang.

Zhao Likang nodded immediately: "Okay...Okay, brother, go slowly."

He Sheng took Su Xiang and Qianqian to an A8, opened the door, and He Sheng drove Su Xiang and Qianqian home.

Seeing He Sheng’s car, Zhao Likang couldn’t help swallowing again. This is a brand new A8, a car worth over a million. The worst thing is that there are actually five or six license plates!

From this car, we can see that this is not an ordinary person, at least, he is definitely an existence that he cannot afford to provoke.

He Sheng drove back to the community and drove into the basement.

There is a basement exit behind Tan Zilin's villa courtyard. After stopping the car, He Sheng led Qianqi out of the car. But just after walking a few steps, He Sheng vaguely felt a magnificent aura behind him. He stopped and did not look back.

It is an invisible murderous intent.

"Su Xiang, take Xixi up first, don't look back." He Sheng said to Su Xiang.

Su Xiang was stunned and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but He Sheng grabbed her hand and stuffed Xixi's little hand into her palm.

"Let go first!" He Sheng said again.

"Okay..." Su Xiang realized something in her heart and whispered to He Sheng: "Be careful."

He Sheng's perception is acquired, and murderous intent is invisible, but in such a dark and humid basement, He Sheng can clearly feel the powerful murderous intent.

The people behind him may not be very strong, but he has definitely killed many people, and it is very likely that they have been on the battlefield!

It was not until Su Xiang walked into the passage that He Sheng slowly turned around. Sure enough, next to a pillar not far behind him, a man leaned against the pillar, squinting his eyes at He Sheng.

"Good alertness! Good talent! It's a pity that I offended someone I shouldn't have offended."

The man's tone was a little cold. He Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's face. He felt a little familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember who it was.

"Who is the one you should offend if you shouldn't offend? I offended a lot of people and I can't remember it for a while." He Sheng chuckled.

"Feng family, Feng Yangxiang." The man said.

"Feng Yangxiang?" He Sheng frowned. He knew about the Feng family, but he had never heard of this name.

"You just need to know the name. Now you have two choices, either follow me alive, or I will take your body back." The man said coldly.

The man should be over fifty years old, with a buzz cut and a little gray hair. Judging from his figure, he looks like a warrior.

He Sheng couldn't help but smile: "It seems that you are very confident, but I don't like to surrender very much. I think I have many choices."

"Then you can try it." The man took out a scimitar from behind and walked slowly towards He Sheng.

Every step you take adds a bit of majestic momentum!

On the man, He Sheng smelled a dangerous smell.

bass!

The man threw the scimitar in his hand towards He Sheng. The scimitar drew a graceful arc in the air, and then smashed straight towards He Sheng's face.

The scimitar was extremely fast, with silver light shining, almost cutting through the air.

He Sheng ran quickly to the side and dodged the scimitar. The speed under his feet was already quite fast, but what he didn't expect was that the man blocked his right side and blocked the road ahead of He Sheng.

A whimpering sound came!

He Sheng suddenly realized something, immediately lowered his head, and a scimitar flew over He Sheng's head.

For a moment, He Sheng was still in shock. If the scimitar was cut on his head, his entire head would probably have fallen halfway.

The scimitar in this guy's hand is really fatal.

The scimitar flew back to the man's hand, and the man's eyes narrowed, and then rushed towards He Sheng directly.

The man was also very fast, and this speed was faster than He Sheng. He came to He Sheng in his hand and slashed the scimitar in his hand towards He Sheng's head.

He Sheng took a step back, and the scimitar almost scratched the door against He Sheng's face. He wanted to grab the man's right hand, but found that the man's hand was extremely flexible and he couldn't even touch the man's sleeve.

This man is obviously well-trained, and his own strength is definitely above He Sheng.

He Sheng can't be his opponent in this way.

He quickly retreated for about three meters, and He Sheng stopped and the man chased after him. At the first moment, He Sheng used the ice sealing technique.

With the foot as the center, the ice spreads! The man's body instantly freezes!
Chapter completed!