He killed Bai Jian.
Hong Kai’s face became whiter and whiter, his whole body slumped to the ground, the scimitar in his hand was also powerless to hold, it was picked up by Qin Hai who walked up, the scimitar entered his hand, a buzzing sound rang out uninterruptedly, the knife sounded crisp, Qin Hai gently stroked the dripping bloodless blade and said indifferently, “I really let you insult this knife.”
Hong Kai’s anger attacked his heart and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
a*sociated said loudly before that this blade would only be truly powerful in my hands. Now that he was being nakedly sarcastic and despised by Qin Hai, he had the heart to die.
Looking at Hong Kai’s grim face, Qin Hai added fuel to the fire and said, “Just like you? How can that be a good story? I’m ashamed for you, how can you play someone’s summit duel without some ability?”
“Kill me!”
Hong Kai suddenly roared out in anger.
Only his mid-air was lacking.
Qin Hai bristled and said, “I’m not killing anyone today.”
Everyone smiled and instantly had another witty and painful curse in their hearts, you don’t F**king kill people, but how many have died because of you now?
“Also, you don’t deserve it.” Qin Hai tsked and sighed, “I feel dirty even after killing you, and you still claim to be a F**king master? A master plays dirty and shameless tricks? Threatening my relatives? I think you might as well be dead, what’s the point of living?”
Qin Dahai spoke with relief and ease.
But Hong Kai’s death was not easy.
At first, he felt that Qin Dahai’s words were like a knife cutting into his heart, and his anger spread throughout his body.
To this kind of person, Qin Dahai did not even have the least respect.
He was even more disgusting than Song Qiyang.
As he watched his master die of anger, Wu Shaoye nearly followed his master’s footsteps, meeting Qin Hai’s gaze with murderous intent, but he was simply ignored by Qin Hai.
Look to the others.
Including Song Qiyang who didn’t even bother to look at Qin Hai’s gaze.
This caused Song Qiyang to snicker, and walked up and patted Song Qiyang’s head, saying, “Do you want to live?”
“No one wants to die.” Song Qiyang said grimly.
“You still F**king understand this.” Qin Hai despised, he took a look at Wu Shaoye and suddenly pressed a few times on the back of Song Qiyang’s neck, soon Song Qiyang noticed that his movement had returned, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Hai said, “Kill Wu Shaoye and you get lost.”
“Qin Dahai!” Wu Qing, who had been lying on the ground, became anxious as he roared, “Hong Kai has already killed Bai Jian! Don’t you bully people too much!”
“Bullying you how?” Qin Hai asked.
Wu Qing was at a loss for words, and only after holding his tongue for half a day did he say in a stifled voice, “Leave a line on everything, so that we can meet later.”
“Kill him along with him.” Qin Hai waved his hand impatiently and instructed Song Qiyang, after a pause, he took a look at Song Kun who did not dare to take a breath and laughed, “I am talking about killing with your own hands, don’t entrust others, your Young Master has killed many people, killing just a handful of people is probably nothing in your heart.”
Saying that, Qin Hai handed Song Qiyang a small knife.
Song Qiyang took the knife with a gloomy face, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes as he glanced at Qin Dahai and said, “What if I don’t kill?”
“I will rip your head off and courier it to that old thing in the Song family.” Qin Dahai responded coldly.
Song Qiyang glanced at the others again, Song Kun and a few other men had their heads bowed, they didn’t dare to move, after all, if they did, Song Qiyang would definitely die, most of the two men had been hacked over by Hong Kai, and some of those who were still standing now really didn’t pose any threat to Qin Hai to speak of.
Remorse?
Song Qiyang took a few deep breaths, put this thought out of his mind, and immediately took the knife and walked up to Wu Shaoye without saying a word.
Wu Shaoye was in a bad state at the moment, both shoulders were badly injured and his eyes were glowing red, staring deadly at Song Qiyang who walked up to him. As Song Qiyang said, no one wants to die, and Wu Shaoye wants to live even more, he still wants to control the Nine Mysteries, he still wants to be a powerful king of the underworld.
But Song Qiyang didn’t want to die either.
He glanced apologetically at Wu Shaoye, who was in a state of shock, and he yelled in a low voice: “Song Qiyang, how could you believe what he said? Have you forgotten about Hong Kai and Bai Jian?”
Song Qiyang’s body was slightly stunned.
And Wu Qing also said, “Mr. Song, Qin Hai’s words can never be trusted, you killed our young master, but I guarantee that he will immediately turn the spear on you.”
Looking at the stalemate, Qin Dahai sat down like a chair, lit a cigarette and said, “I don’t deny it.”
No denial?
Song Qiyang did not return his head, but his heart was again in deep thought.
In thinking about the greatest possibility of his survival.
But when he thought about Qin Dahai’s decisive attitude, a flash of determination pa*sed through Song Qiyang’s eyes, and Wu Shaoye, who was watching him, saw his change and shouted coldly, “Qin Dahai! You must die a good death! Song Qiyang, if you dare to kill me, you must know the consequences!”
A cold light flashed in Song Qiyang’s eyes.
The small knife in his hand slashed across Wu Shao Ye’s throat without saying a word.
The knife was very sharp.
It easily made a centipede-like horrific wound on Wu Shao Ye’s throat, and blood spurted out rustily.
Did he really kill me?
Wu Shaoye’s mouth opened, but in the end he could only end up in a miserable death.
As he watched Wu Shaoye’s tragic death, Wu Qing’s eyes turned red and he rushed forward like a madman, but Song Qiyang was really good, facing Wu Qing’s lunge, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a twist of his body, the knife was already stabbed into Wu Qing’s head.
Soon, Wu Qing went to hell to continue to follow Wu Shaoye.
“Not bad, very good.”
Qin Hai clapped his hands.
Song Qiyang, on the other hand, was somewhat silent, turned around, looked at Qin Hai and said in a deep voice, “The man is dead.”
“I can see that.” Qin Hai Hai exhaled a smoke ring as he shook his neck and said, “Song Qiyang, what do you say to these men of yours?”
Song Qiyang’s fist squeezed, but quickly pressed it down again and said, “What do you want to do with them?”
Song Kun and the others couldn’t help but breathe a little sharper.
Knowing that Song Qiyang could not protect himself, he could no longer care about himself.
And Song Kun, who didn’t want to die even more, walked forward with difficulty and said, “For the sake of my father ……”
“Your father.” Qin Hai pinched his brow and flicked the cigarette butt out of his hand again, he suddenly smiled and swept his gaze back and forth between Song Kun and Song Qiyang, Song Kun’s whole body trembled, only to hear Qin Hai say, “Then I’ll give you a chance, kill Song Qiyang and you can live.”
