"You can't help but beat me?"

In the bedroom.

Looking at the dying figure curled up on the ground, twitching, Qin Yao sighed slightly and turned to look at Xiaohong in the corner: "How is your recovery?"

"It's no problem. Thank you, Brother Qin." Xiao Hong said with a grateful face.

Qin Yao waved his hand and raised the wooden stick and pointed it at Mr. Shi: "This bastard wants to rape you and almost forces you to death. How about you send him on his way?"

Xiao Hong raised her head and looked at Shi Qianqian, with unforgettable hatred gradually appearing in her eyes.

Even though she was saved now, she still couldn't let go of the despair and fear that the other party had brought to her...

"boom!"

Silently taking the wooden stick from Qin Yao's hand, Xiao Hong gritted her teeth and poured all her hatred and fear into this blow. She hit Shi Qianqian's head hard, creating a bloody hole.

Blood stained Mr. Shi's bruised and swollen face, and the blood hole on his head was like the straw that broke the camel's back, reaping the end of his sinful life.

Even though the girls he had defiled and the people he had tortured and killed could no longer see this scene, in Qin Yao's view, this way of death and this ending were enough to comfort their souls in heaven.

"His soul is yours."

Qin Yao spread out the demon spirit beads in his palm and summoned the demons that the red and white demons had recently cultivated.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The evil spirits happily rushed towards the corpse, pulled out a trembling soul from it, and competed to gnaw on it.

"No, you can't do this." The soul struggled desperately and roared: "When I killed someone, I didn't destroy other people's souls..."

No one paid any attention to him, so in the blink of an eye, he was digested into the stomachs of the evil spirits.

"We can't live here anymore. Come back to the restaurant with me first." Qin Yao took the wooden stick from Xiaohong's hand, who looked like she was crying but not crying, and smiling but not smiling, and said in a low voice.

Xiao Hong nodded, as if waking up from a dream: "Thank you, Brother Qin."

Qin Yao drove the demon spirit beads, collected all the evil ghosts, and stepped out of the tattered ruins. Xiao Wenjun, who was standing behind Uncle Jiu, quickly returned to his shadow.

"Master."

"Has it been dealt with?"

"It's done." Qin Yao pursed his lips and said, "I thought I heard the voice of the white-haired wizard just now?"

"He was the one who came to save Shi Xiangqian." Uncle Jiu said, "He knew he couldn't save Shi Xiangqian if I stopped him, so he simply didn't do anything. I knew I couldn't keep him without your help, so I simply didn't do anything. "

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and said softly: "Master, thank you."

Uncle Jiu raised an eyebrow: "Do I need to say you're welcome?"

Qin Yao laughed dumbly.

Early next morning.

The historian's mansion.

Boss Shi, who had not slept all night, was sitting in the main hall. He smashed the teacup in his hand on the servant who was kneeling on his knees and cursed: "Are you a pig? The town is so big, how could you search all night long? Didn’t you find the young master?”

The servant's hands were reddened by the tea, but he did not dare to argue for himself. He kowtowed: "Master, all the mistakes are the villain's fault. Please don't get so angry."

"Get out and look for me again. If you can't find it, your whole family will sink into the pond." Boss Shi shouted with a gloomy face.

The servant trembled all over, fell down on the spot, and really wanted to get out of here...

"No need to look for it." At this moment, the figure of the white-haired wizard suddenly appeared outside the door, blocking the way of the servant.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Boss Shi stood up and asked.

The white-haired wizard stepped on the servant's body and walked into the main hall: "Your son is dead. He was tortured and killed in a ruins."

"Impossible!" Boss Shi objected subconsciously.

"Impossible?" The white-haired wizard smiled coldly: "Just look at the people who came to Shi Xiangqian today to ask for an explanation, and you will know if there is anyone named Qin. He brutally killed your son, so he will not come back to ask for anything again.

statement."

Boss Shi's heart skipped a beat: "How did you know about this?"

"Because I saw it with my own eyes." The white-haired wizard said, "Don't blame me for not saving your son. I wanted to save your son, but I was stopped by someone."

"Who can stop you?" Boss Shi asked.

"Maoshan Lin Fengjiao!"

The white-haired wizard explained: "He was on par with me in strength and tried his best to stop me. I had no choice but to watch Mr. Shi being beaten to death."

Boss Shi seemed to have been drained of energy in an instant, and slumped in his chair: "Even if my son took the lead in the bat release case, it is not a crime worthy of death, right?"

"The devil kills people wholeheartedly. Who would judge the crime?" The white-haired wizard said coldly: "Do you still remember what the devil said? It is the father's fault if a son fails to teach. If Mr. Shi dies, you will be next.

Yes, Mr. Shi."

Boss Shi felt a chill in his heart: "I didn't bother him, but he still wants to kill me?"

"Master Shi didn't believe what I said, so now there are no bones left. Mr. Shi, you can disbelieve my words and bet with your life whether the other party will let you go." The white-haired wizard said indifferently: "Anyway, no matter what you are in the end.

Whether I win or lose the bet, what does it have to do with me?"

"Then why did you come to me?" Boss Shi asked.

"Sir, Hong Xiaobao and his people are coming around again." Suddenly, the concierge hurried to the front of the main hall.

Boss Shi clenched his fist and asked loudly: "Is there a burly man beside Hong Xiaobao?"

"No." The concierge thought for a while and gave an affirmative answer.

Boss Shi's expression changed, and he turned pale with heartache.

As a father, it is impossible for him to know nothing about his son's evil deeds, and he even secretly helped him solve a lot of troubles.

All along, he has always adhered to a concept: he is not afraid of his children being bad, but he is afraid that his children will be stupid. Because a fool cannot inherit the family, and even if he does, sooner or later he will destroy the ancestral legacy.

Unexpectedly, I often walked by the river, and eventually my shoes got wet. This time, I accidentally kicked them on the iron plate, and my son even lost his life.

"Master, I want them to pay with blood!" After a long time, Boss Shi silently clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

"Three thousand dollars, I'll help you get revenge."

"Okay, but I have a request."

"any request?"

“Pay later!”

White-haired wizard: "..."

How come both father and son are so virtuous?

The debt that Shi Xiangqian owed him had turned into a bad debt. If this debt went into the red again...

"If you agree, we can create a written agreement now. If you don't agree, I will quickly find a new mage." Boss Shi urged.

The white-haired wizard hesitated for a moment, but he could not resist the temptation of three thousand oceans. He raised his head and said: "I will take this job!"

Boss Shi took a deep breath and started to say: "Okay, then I will ask the Master to go to the door with me and persuade those unruly people who came to make trouble away..."

Shaoyan.

The two of them rushed to the gate. Boss Shi pushed aside the servants who were blocking him, walked to Fei Bao step by step, and said coldly: "Didn't the man named Qin tell you?"

Fei Bao was startled: "Tell me what?"

"He brutally tortured and killed my son."

The crowd was in an uproar, with shock and disbelief written on every face.

Fei Bao's eyes widened instantly: "How is this possible?"

Boss Shi pointed at the wizard: "I also hope there is no such thing, but this mage is a witness in this case. If Qin has any questions about this, let him come out and confront the mage face to face."

Feibao: "..."

"Mr. Wu, are you satisfied with the result?" Boss Shi put down his palm and asked Wu Zhihao.

Wu Zhihao: "..."

Everyone is dead, what else is he dissatisfied with?

Do we still need to find the corpse and whip it?

Master Shi was killed by the melon. The onlookers were shocked and had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

Afraid of being targeted by Boss Shi, they would retaliate. Starting from the outermost perimeter, the masses rubbed oil on their feet one after another. In the blink of an eye, only two polished commanders were left...

"Uh-huh."

The white-haired wizard suddenly teleported in front of Fei Bao, lightly pressed his palm with a faint green light on his chest, and shouted: "Why don't you hurry up and get out of here?"

Fei Bao was in a daze for a moment, but he recovered quickly, so that he didn't take it seriously and glared at the white-haired wizard: "What does it have to do with you where I stand? You are too careless.

It’s wider!”

The white-haired wizard sneered, his body turned into an afterimage, and he quickly retreated behind Boss Shi.
To be continued...