"Old guy, didn't you kill me just now? Keep going..." Ye Qiu sneered.

After being sarcastic, Jiang Pengcheng was like eating a dead toad, unable to swallow or vomit it.

He wanted to fight back against Ye Qiu, but the sixty or seventy people from the Tianhu Gang were knocked down by one Wang Kai, and he seemed to have nothing to fight back.

But if he just swallowed his anger, it was not his style, and he was still unwilling to accept it and was unwilling to accept it!

"Ye family boy, do you think you're sure to win if you defeat these subordinates? Let me tell you, Jiang is still old after all, you can't beat mine..."

After saying that, Jiang Pengcheng suddenly clapped his hands and a well-equipped team emerged from outside. They all held uzi submachine guns, and everyone was fierce.

It seems that there are about 30 people in this small team, which should be the last killer of the Jiang family's guards. Jiang Pengcheng also spent a lot of money to kill Ye Qiu.

Raising troops for a thousand days and using troops for a while is the time to work. Today is the time for them to work hard!

"Ye Qiu, there is a saying that no matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how powerful your subordinate is, you still have no power to fight back in front of the bullet.

So, I advise you not to resist stubbornly anymore. If you die obediently, I promise to leave you with a whole body and let you reunite with your father in the other side of hell...."

Jiang Pengcheng was very arrogant. After all, he now has a team of people in a team of elites. These thirty guns were not ashamed of Ye Qiu.

As long as Ye Qiu and Zhongli and Wang Kai have any movement, their fingers will be sieve and they will turn into sieves with a slight tap on the trigger.

In the past, Jiang Pengcheng had only seen bullet piercing the heart on TV, but he had not seen it with his own eyes in reality. Today, it seems that he has the opportunity to see it and broaden his horizons.

But how could Ye Qiu beg the small team of elite members? He didn't take it seriously at all.

Jiang Pengcheng, an old boy, is a typical example of just talking but not practicing. Since he first entered the Jiang family compound, he has been saying things like killing him and not having to die well. As a result, he has not touched a single hair of him so far.

In terms of popular words on the Internet, Jiang Pengcheng is the simplest bad breath and the most direct enjoyment, and he can only enjoy his mouth.

"Old guy, do you think that just these thirty people can do anything to me Ye Qiu? You don't take me seriously..."

"Ye family boy, don't be so arrogant. If you have the ability, try it. As long as you take another step forward, I promise that your soul will return to heaven in the next second!"

Jiang Pengcheng suddenly raised his right hand and could swing it down and order it to shoot.

He felt very good now because he thought he had already controlled the overall situation and controlled Ye Qiu firmly.

If the two sons weren't there, Jiang Pengcheng really wanted to sing loudly: "It's so good. I feel that life has reached its peak, and I feel that life has reached its climax."

Not only him, the Jiang brothers were also jealous of evil and thought they were proud, so they wanted to rush up and peel Ye Qiu's tendons and bones, and then crush his bones and ashes.

"Ye Qiu, I will give you another last chance. I will kneel down and kowtow to apologize, otherwise you will be greeted with endless fear!"

Jiang Tianlong suddenly opened

He said that he was no longer satisfied with killing Ye Qiu, and he still had to humiliate the enemy in terms of self-esteem.

Now this kid has become a second-level disabled person and can never catch chopsticks with his right hand, so the one who hates Ye Qiu the most is Jiang Tianlong.

What he wanted to do now was to stand on Ye Qiu's head and trample on his self-esteem.

Jiang Pengcheng hopes that Ye Qiu will always bow down under his crotch and bow down to his sternness!

But unfortunately, he was wrong, and he was very wrong...

"Jiang Tianlong, I will give you the last chance. Kneel on the ground and shout at Grandpa. I will make me feel better. Maybe I will take it harder later. I will send you to heaven directly without any torture!"

Ye Qiu was not just talking about it. With his ability, he could take the father and son to the secret base of the Cold-Blooded Legion, use a hundred kinds of tortures, and finally kill him.

"You're so arrogant, I believe you! Now there are thirty guns aiming at your forehead. Where did you come from to be confident that you dare to say such words to me?"

Jiang Tianlong approached without knowing the danger, as if he had been sitting firmly on Diaoyutai.

"well······"

Ye Qiu sighed helplessly and shook his head in disappointment.

He had already given Jiang Tianlong a chance just now, but this kid himself was not sure about it. If he really had a different body later, he would not blame him for being ruthless.

Ye Qiu suddenly raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and immediately rushed into the cold-blooded army of 100 people from outside the Jiang family hall.

This unit is the elite of the Cold-Blooded Legion in China. It had defeated all 100 people from the first three dragon team.

Now it is more than enough to deal with these native chickens and tiles. What can I say? Anti-aircraft guns hit mosquitoes - useless for a lot of money...

"Everyone raised his gun and pointed his sight at their heads. Whoever dared to move would break me off!"

Zhongli raised his hand, stood in the middle of the team, and issued an order to everyone.

With the order, all the members of the Cold-Blooded Legion were very neatly moved. They immediately pulled it and immediately raised it in front of their shoulders, and they all looked at the heads of the thirty guys.

It is no exaggeration to say that now, as long as someone farts and trembles his fingers, it may be a fatal disaster!

"Old guy, how about it? Are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you, father and son?"

This is Ye Qiu's real killer weapon. The Cold-blooded Legion not only has superior strength, equipment and momentum, but also has superior numbers, firmly holding the lives of everyone in the Jiang family hall.

Whether it is Ye Qiu or Zhongli, as long as they speak, the next thing will be a kind of inhumane and tragic killing...

That scene would be full of blood on the ground, screams and crying filled the entire Jiang family, no less than corpses everywhere.

I feel so furious when I think about it. If I really shoot, I'm afraid there will be more than just one or two holes in my head.

"Huh? Old guy, weren't you confident just now? Why don't you talk anymore?

Let me see if I have become mute or have gained aphasia?" Ye Qiu said with a sneer.
Chapter completed!