The young man stared at Liu Zhengyang with horror, unable to accept the reality at all.

"How is it possible? How could such a ridiculous thing happen?" the young man shouted unwillingly: "That's the poison I spent a lot of money and finally hired an alchemist to refine. People who were poisoned in the past obviously could not live for ten seconds no matter how powerful they were!"

The young man's roar sounded quite sad.

But even though the sad voice was heard in Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei, there was always a funny feeling.

"So it was the poison refined by the alchemist? No wonder." Liu Zhengyang said.

"You actually want to use this poison to poison Liu Zhengyang, then you are really showing off your skills." Zhong Qinglei laughed.

Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were almost unable to hold back their smiles, but the young man was still confused.

He didn't even know what Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were laughing at.

"What's so funny about this?" the young man asked angrily.

Zhong Qinglei pointed at Liu Zhengyang and introduced as if offering treasures: "Stand firmly. Liu Zhengyang in front of you is the best alchemist in the southeast region. He is a person who can successfully improve and refine immortal pills. Do you think you can poison him with poison?"

Liu Zhengyang pointed at the young man awkwardly and said, "Zhong Qinglei, he can no longer stand up."

"It seems to be." Zhong Qinglei's old face turned slightly red, and then he shook his hands and said, "It's okay, he understands it."

At the same time, the heavy injuries kept the young man losing blood, and the bright red blood stained the ground red.

The large amount of blood lost made his vitality weaker and weaker and he had entered a state of dying.

He had red eyes, gritted his teeth, and said unwillingly: "I don't accept it!"

The last breath roared out, and the young man died of anger.

After confirming that the young man had died, Zhong Qinglei walked over, kicked the corpse and said, "It's really easy to die, it's a bargain. But a young man as arrogant as him died so unwillingly in the end, he must be in pain, right? I'm very happy when I think of this."

"There is nothing to be happy about in this kind of thing." Liu Zhengyang sighed.

"What?" Zhong Qinglei was stunned for a moment and looked at Liu Zhengyang for no reason.

He asked, "Liu Zhengyang, you shouldn't feel sorry for this brat's death, right?"

"How is that possible? Where do you want to go?" Liu Zhengyang shook his head with laughter and cry, and denied directly: "I just feel that it's too much to defeat this kid after finally defeating this kid, but I can't get any benefits or information from him."

You know, Liu Zhengyang spent so much effort to fish, but in order to find the mastermind behind the scenes and solve the problem.

And he has just solved a minion now and has not solved the problem in essence.

He didn't even know who the person he wanted to kill him was.

Then why is he giving so much?

Zhong Qinglei also became silent as he listened.

"Actually, I think the person who wants your life should be the Yuanman." Zhong Qinglei suddenly said: "You have many enemies, but in the central area, there is only one Yuanman who wants your life. We can continue to concentrate our efforts to deal with Yuanman."
Chapter completed!