"Gangmaster, we are also poisoned!"

When the group of crossbowmen saw the porcelain bottle, they hurriedly shouted.

They knew very well how strong the poison on the crossbow arrow was. In less than an hour, the poisoned person would die of ulceration. If there was no antidote, they would definitely die! When they thought of that way of death, the group of crossbowmen were chilling. At the beginning, they all watched their opponents get poisoned and died of death with a smile. Didn’t they ever think that they would have this day?

"The antidote is not enough!"

Zuo Juncai cursed in his heart, then immediately opened the porcelain bottle with one hand and was about to pour it into his mouth.

Suddenly, one foot flew over and kicked the porcelain bottle in Zuo Juncai's hand away. The porcelain bottle fell to the ground and broke, and a clear spring suddenly flowed out of it, and it was sucked dry by the ground in an instant.

"My antidote!"

Zuo Jun immediately let out a scream.

This is the only bottle of antidote left on him, and the rest is placed in another place. At the moment, there is obviously not enough time for him to get it! "What medicine is it?

You want to drink the antidote too?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"You... kill him! Kill him!"

Zuo Jun suddenly pointed at Ning Qi and shouted.

Now, he can only rely on his subordinates to rush up and perhaps kill Ning Qi, so he has a chance to get the antidote to survive.

"superior!"

"Kill him together!"

"If this son does not die today, our Black Tiger Gang is in danger!"

Zuo Juncai's subordinates, encouraged by some people, and also became highly poisoned, rushed over! Unfortunately, in Ning Qi's eyes, these people were all weak and powerless, and even with weapons, they did not have any threats.

Ning Qi basically knocked down all the elites of the Black Tiger Gang with one punch and two kicks.

"This..." Jiang Poxiao no longer dared to sit back on the chair. He walked quietly towards the back hall. Suddenly, Ning Qi turned around suddenly, his eyes fell on Jiang Poxiao, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. He was an acquaintance again.

"Jiang Posha?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Jiang Poxia's body froze slightly, then forced herself to calm down, clasped her fists and smiled at Ning Qi, "I'm here to go, Jiang Poxia, the head of the Jiang family, didn't expect that Brother Ning would still recognize him?"

"Of course I recognize you. You have been hung on a tree by me for so many years, and we often meet."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Hang on the tree?"

Jiang Posha was stunned for a moment, then before thinking about it, he whispered: "I came to the Heihu Gang today. I discussed his son's funeral with Zuo Juncai. Brother Ning just pretended that he didn't see me, and I also thought that he didn't see Brother Ning, can it be?"

"You said you would torture my family until you die, but now you let me pretend that I haven't seen you?

I will stand here and deal with Zuo Juncai. I will deal with you again."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Jiang Posha's face turned a little blue. He looked at Zuo Jun's current appearance and a large number of elites of the Black Tiger Gang who were beaten by Ning Qi and had no power to fight back, and even collapsed on the ground and could not get up. A trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

He is just a businessman, not a scholar, not a scholar's pride, not a warrior, not a warrior, and not a warrior's courage. Now he knows that he is very likely to be beaten by Ning Qi and end up with Zuo Jun, and the fear in his heart is irresistible and mad! "Who are you? You are not Ning Qi! Who are you? I have checked that Ning Qi has been a weak scholar since he was a child, how can he be proficient in martial arts!"

Zuo Jun stared at Ning Qi with a look of horror in his eyes.

Ning Jiuxian and others heard this and subconsciously looked at Ning Qi. After a few breaths, Ning Jiuxian shouted at Zuojun: "Old thief, this is my son!"

"Impossible..." Zuo Jun still didn't believe it.

"Didn't you say that I'm like a fool when I've been practicing alchemy during this period?

My martial arts were cultivated during this period of time. Before that, I really didn’t understand martial arts. Let alone you, any disciple of the Black Tiger Gang can defeat me."

Ning Qi smiled.

Practice alchemy and cultivate immortality?

Could it be... Zuo Juncai showed a hint of incredible expression in his eyes? Is there really a saying that he is cultivating immortals?

He felt a little unwilling to believe it, but only in this way can he explain why Ning Qi was reborn and became a powerful warrior in a short time! "Dad, mother, little brother, little sister, today I was shocked. When Zuo Jun ordered someone to invite you, did he have any rudeness?"

Ning Qi looked at Ning Jiuxian and said with a smile.

"Brother, they are indeed very rude, and before you come, they are discussing how to torture us."

Ning Jundao.

She is thirteen years old this year, and is Ning Jiuxian’s youngest daughter and Ning Qi’s biological sister. However, although she is young, she has already become a graceful person.

"Brother, is their son really..." Ning Heng's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

"Did they tell you?"

Ning Qi smiled, his eyes circulating on Zuo Juncai and Jiang Posha, and then nodded slightly: "The young leader of the Black Tiger Gang came to Zifu a few days ago and ordered someone to take action directly. If I wanted me to lie on the bed for another half a year, I would beat him to death, which was to treat him as a person."

He paused, "As for Jiang Tianshu, his mind was impure and he always had a little thought of my wife, so I had to break his legs so that he could not walk in the future."

Ning Jiuxian and the other four took a breath. When did they kill someone? It became so light in Ning Qi's mouth?

"I'll deal with them and take you to the Zi Mansion to take a seat."

Ning Qi smiled at Ning Jiuxian and the other four.

Before the four of them could react, Ning Qi walked straight to Zuo Juncai and kicked it up. Zuo Juncai's neck was twisted by a huge force. Before he could scream, his whole head flew out of the air.

"Gangmaster!"

The Black Tiger Gang and others were shocked.

Ning Qi glanced at them, smiled, and stepped forward and kicked one. Except for the poisoned group of crossbowmen, the other disciples of the Black Tiger Gang ended up with Zuo Jun.

In less than a dozen breaths, the entire lobby was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Jiang Poxia stared at this scene blankly, and his upper and lower teeth couldn't help but fight. As the head of the Jiang family, he had blood stained in his hands, but he killed dozens of people in succession without saying a word, but kicked his head away. Jiang Poxia had never seen it before! "You, don't come here..." Jiang Poxia looked at Ning Qi who was walking towards him and stuttered.

"Are you scared now?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"This world is about the law of the king! If you have killed so many people today, the government will definitely not spare you! If you don't kill me, I can help you cover up this matter. You also know that my Jiang family is still a bit powerful in Jiangyin City!"

Jiang Posha took a deep breath, and a forced smile squeezed out from his face.
Chapter completed!