Cold words whisper like a devil.

Knocking the souls of the three.

My scalp was numb!

The murderous intent in the private room is rippling.

Ye Ningru, a demon king, blocked the door.

The three of them were forced to retreat!

All the dead are rising!

The three of them were stunned at this moment.

The chill is rising!

Gigi Lai was so frightened that she was extremely frightened and hid behind Song Fei with trembling trembling.

Tan Long is dead!

A master from the fifth stage of the Xingyiquan family was twisted off his neck.

Song Fei and Lin Yaoyang looked at Ye Ning, their scalp was numb, their hair stood up, and their breathing was stagnant. They didn't dare to breathe, and swallowed vigorously.

Tan Long's body lying on the ground gradually became cold.

Eyes are glaring out!

His face was unbelievable when he was dying. He didn't expect Ye Ning to be so decisive and really kill him.

I used to brag about how awesome I was and what kind of master I was in the fifth stage. I mastered four Xingyiquan techniques, but I died on the spot in the blink of an eye and my chest collapsed.

This is a fatal blow!

Ye Ning's punch was fierce, which directly shattered Tan Long's chest. The meridians and ribs inside were damaged extremely seriously. The most terrifying thing was that the heart was affected.

A master of fifth stage will be trash in front of the master!

Even trash is not as good as trash!

At most it's just a bug.

Besides, Ye Ning's true strength is still above the master.

It has long surpassed the level of the Grandmaster.

Once he takes all his strength, there are probably few people in the entire Daxia who can withstand Ye Ning's punch.

"Young Master Song wants to leave?"

Ye Ning looked at Song Fei.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, like a beast staring at his prey.

"What do you... want?!"

Seung Fei asked with a numb scalp.

My palms are sweating.

This is really a matter of stealing chickens and losing rice. Not only was it impossible to kill Ye Ning, but Tan Long was strangled to death, and he was still in a dilemma.

How do you explain to the Xingyiquan family?

This is a fucking devil!

The Lord who kills without blinking!

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

"I'm... kidding... don't take it seriously!"

Song Fei made a strong smile and made a defense.

I dare not have any temper.

"joke?"

Ye Ning asked coldly, "You are a bit big of a joke. You spend money to hire experts to kill me, and you still say it's a joke?"

"Really... kidding... don't get me wrong!"

Song Fei explained with a sad face.

Just about to kneel down.

Lin Yaoyang stood aside, lowered his head and shivered.

He dared not speak even more.

He and Ye Ning had a long grudge. At that time, the matter between Ziyuan Villa was always jealous and always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge on Ye Ning.

Ye Ning took a step forward.

Bang!

A slap hit Seinfeld in the face.

"Is it funny?"

Song Fei's left face immediately became swollen.

He stammered and didn't dare to speak.

Even Tan Long is dead. Will he be looking for death if he dares to sting and jump around again?

"If you want to leave, you can buy your life with money!"

Ye Ning looked at Song Fei jokingly.

"real?"

Upon hearing this, Song Fei looked happy.

I wish I could escape here as soon as possible and settle the score with Ye Ning in the future.

"How much?"

Suddenly Ye Ning stretched out a finger.

"Hundreds of thousands?"

Song Fei covered his face and looked at Ye Ning in surprise.

"One million?"

Then Ye Ning shook his head coldly.

"Ten million...?!"

At this moment, Song Fei's face gradually became embarrassed. Ten million is not a small amount. His pocket money per month is only about one million.

“Is it expensive?”

Ye Ning's eyes were filled with cold light.

Song Fei was so scared that he shook his head immediately and waved his hand and said, "Not expensive! Not expensive! I'll raise money to transfer it to you right away!"

Half an hour later, Ye Ning's card received a transfer information of 10 million yuan.

At this moment, Seung Fei's face turned green!

Buy yourself ten million for a life!

Death loss!

When Song Fei took Lin Yaoyang and Gigi Lai out of the youth club, her clothes were soaked, and Gigi Lai was frightened and a little broken.

Grass!

Ye Ning!!!

I am incompatible with you!

Song Fei cursed angrily.

"What should Mr. Song do now?"

Lin Yaoyang asked in front of the horse.

"snort!"

"This Tan Long is really trash. He was beaten to death by Ye Ning in a few seconds. He even claimed to be a master and I didn't spend money to find him!"

"Mr. Song is right. Ye Ning is too arrogant. Killing Tan Long without restraint will probably arouse the anger of the Xingyiquan family!"

Lin Yaoyang showed a sinister smile.

Bang!

Song Fei turned around and slapped him and cursed, "Isn't it all your slutty ideas that have caused me to lose 10 million! Do you know that this is my pocket money for a year?!"

"Mr. Song..."
To be continued...