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Chapter 879

One million!

Many thugs were instantly excited.

Who cares about their lives if they can come out to be thugs? For this million, even if they lose their lives, it is worth it!

"Brothers, come together!"

Several thugs gritted their teeth and said to the brothers behind them: "We have many people, even if they consume it, they can consume him to death."

"act recklessly."

Yang Tian raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Are these people's minds full of water?

Do you think the disparity in ability can be used to spread it with the number of people?

It's ridiculous!

He can be called the God of War in the North, let alone these people in front of him, even if he faces those carefully trained soldiers, one against a hundred and one against a thousand, it is common.

How could a few more people consume him?

"Since you are asking for death, I will fulfill you."

Yang Tian sighed helplessly.

The thug who rushed up was kicked out by a huge force without standing in front of him for half a second, and several people were knocked away.

Yang Tian flashed and rushed into the crowd.

Only the sound of bone breakage and the thugs' wailing were heard, and Yang Tian's figure could not be seen clearly.

When Yang Tian stood still again and appeared in front of everyone, the group of thugs were lying on the ground, looking nervous and exhausted.

Mao Xianbing's heart trembled. This is not a human being! This is a monster!

"You! Don't come here!"

Mao Xianbing looked at Yang Tian who was walking towards him step by step, fell to the ground with weak legs, and stepped back on the ground with his feet.

"I've given you a chance."

Yang Tian had no expression on his face.

If Mao Xianbing was sensible just now and asked him to leave, he could see Mao Jie's face and bypass Mao Xianbing.

But now.

When Mao Xianbing insisted on attacking him, he was already a dead person in his eyes.

There is no joke in the mouth of the God of War!

"Yang Tian, ​​he is from the Mao family..."

Lin Qiming trotted to Yang Tian and looked at him in embarrassment.

After what happened just now, Lin Qiming completely believed that Yang Tian would kill Mao Xianbing.

But who is Mao Xianbing? The son of the Mao family!

No matter what Mao Xianbing did to Yang Tian, ​​as long as Yang Tian killed Mao Xianbing, the Mao family would definitely stay with Yang Tian forever.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are all Yang Tian’s family, so naturally they will not be let go!

"So what."

Yang Tian's eyes were instantly murderous intent, bent down and strangled Mao Xianbing's throat, and his fingers contracted inch by inch.

"Let me go...let me go!"

Mao Xianbing stared at his eyes in horror and slapped Yang Tian’s arm desperately: “You don’t...can’t kill me! I am Jin…Mr. Jin’s friend! If you dare to kill me, Mr. Jin will definitely be revenge by me!”

"Yang Tian! Let go!"

Lin Qiming quickly stopped him.

Mr. Jin!

As Lin Qiming's identity, he could not get access to Mr. Jin's information. But he has occasionally heard a few words about Mr. Jin's deeds.

Although he didn't know what Mr. Jin came from, in terms of the information he knew.

Mr. Jin is a ruthless person and a powerful character!

It's definitely not someone they can afford!

Yang Tian was a little impatient and threw Mao Xianbing on the ground: "Who is Jin?"

"Mr. Jin...Mr. Jin is my friend! The original underground king is known as Master Jin!"

Mao Xianbing withdrew far away in a embarrassment, then looked at Yang Tian with a sarcastic smile: "Now, I am called the underground two heroes together with me!"

"How is it, I know I'm afraid!"

Mao Xianbing said Jin Bao, and he also had the confidence. He stood up with the wall and looked at Yang Tian arrogantly: "As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me and beg for mercy, I don't mind what you did just now."

"Call people."

Yang Tian kicked Mao Xianbing to the ground with one kick, and said, stepping on his chest.

These people are obviously cannon fodder. If they don’t clean up Mr. Jin, the matter will never end.

He doesn't care about himself, but these people can use Song Jiaojiao to bring Lin Qiming over. Who knows if they will use the means to Lin Xue next time?

This gold cannot be kept.
Chapter completed!
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