"In this world, there are many people who want to kill me. They are stronger than you and have an identity than you, but now..."

Jiang Ning's voice seemed to come from the Jiuyou Hell, extremely cold, "Everything is dead!"

Huo Song trembled all over.

"You, you... dare to come overseas! Qingmen will not let you go..."

"You're wrong."

Jiang Ning reached out and patted Huo Song's face, "I came overseas, I just don't want to let you go."

Huo Song's eyes shrank suddenly, full of deep fear!

Jiangning...is he coming overseas to deal with Qingmen?

He is too arrogant!

"I'm waiting for you in the country, but you never come,"

Jiang Ning shook his head, "I'm very disappointed. Since you don't dare to go back, then I'm here and let you... never go back!"

Huo Song was really scared.

Before, he didn't take Jiang Ning seriously, but at this moment, when he was really kneeling in front of Jiang Ning, he could feel the terrible murderous aura emitted from Jiang Ning!

As if it is the essence!

"You, you want to kill me?"

His voice trembled, his throat was a little dry, "I, the leader of Qingsect..."

"He's going to die."

Jiang Ning didn't have any extra nonsense, "You are all going to die."

After saying that, he flicked Huo Song's forehead with a finger.

Bang!

It's like a bullet breaking out of the melon!

Huo Song suddenly leaned back and blood poured on his forehead!

Huo Song, the leader of Niu Tangtang, die!

Buzz —

Huo Song's subordinates around him were all numb from their scalp. They didn't even obey their hands and feet, and they didn't dare to move. It was like falling into an ice cellar, which had been completely frozen.

"Boss, how much is the loss here."

Jiang Ning turned his head and glanced at the bathhouse owner, but the bathhouse owner dared not speak.

He was almost frightened.

"So, you will get ten times the compensation for broken things."

Jiang Ning turned his head and glanced at the Niutang disciples who were still lying on the ground, "In five minutes, I will see that the compensation is in place."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people who fell to the ground were all crazy, crawling to the owner of the bathhouse, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and asked him how much compensation he would need.

The bathhouse owner was really scared.

"A chair is worth ten thousand dollars."

Jiang Ning seemed to be talking to himself, but as soon as he finished speaking, someone smashed the chair just now, he immediately took out his cell phone. While trembling with fear, he transferred money to the bathhouse owner.

"A table, 50,000 US dollars."

"A broom, ten thousand dollars."

"One floor, ten thousand dollars."

...

Jiang Ning was talking to himself, and hundreds of disciples from Qingmen Niutang were afraid that the transfer speed of his money would be too slow, which made Jiang Ning unhappy.

No matter how much they have to pay or how much they pay, it is better than letting them lose their lives!

Even Huo Song, their Niu Tang's master, and powerful master, were shot to death by Jiang Ning with one finger.

They still want to resist? Wu Xixi's servant? What?

Five minutes.

The owner of the bathhouse looked a little numb. The transfer information he received was worth more than 6 million US dollars. He would never make this money in his ten lives!

"Boss, I'm not young anymore, and I'm back to my roots. Now in China, it's pretty good."

Jiang Ning reached out and patted his shoulder. Without saying anything, he turned around and left with Ah Fei.

Looking at the backs of Jiang Ning and A Fei, the bathhouse owner moved his lips, and the appearance of his hometown immediately appeared in his mind.

"Brother, I'm not satisfied, where are you going next?"

From afar, A Fei's voice came.
Chapter completed!