Jiang Jinshang pulled a napkin from one side, slowly wiped the blood stains on his fingers, and looked down at the people on the ground, his movements were perverse and evil.

"Fifth, Master Wu..." Xie Jing was really shocked, his voice trembling!

My body hurts very much, but it is not as shocked as reality.

Isn’t Jiang Jinshang a sick person? Didn’t he say he would not survive twenty-eight and would die? What’s going on?

Tang Wan was also frightened. A few days ago, he said that he was not suitable for the local conditions and lay in bed for two days, so he avoided Tang Yunxian's troubles. Why did he suddenly...

And how could he...

"I have been in poor health since I was a child. In addition to taking medicine and adjusting it internally, I have also learned some skills from the person in Hexi, Beijing." Jiangcuo immediately explained to Tang Wan, taking advantage of the opportunity to show his presence in front of Tang Wan.

The capital city is Hexi... The family has made great achievements and is definitely not bad for studying with their family.

I have known each other for so long, so weak that I can break it with the wind. Who would have thought that Jiang Jinshang still has a lot of skills?

Jiang Jinshang was still wiping his fingers and his movements were extremely slow.

"Who told you to do this?" He looked at the person on the ground, his expression was as normal. With such high-intensity movements, he couldn't help but breathe a little too fast.

Xie Jing's face was covered with blood at this time, and he felt that his nose bridge was collapsed, his teeth were broken, and his mouth was full of blood. Even if he opened his mouth and spoke, it was extremely difficult.

Jiang Jinshang's words made him even more frightened.

"I'm giving you a chance. If you are obedient, there may be a glimmer of hope. You have been removed from the Xie family and used as a gun for others. I'm afraid..."

He raised his hand and threw away the napkin in his hand. The white cloth happened to fall from top to bottom and fell on Xie Jing's head...

Xie Jing's gaze was blocked and his breathing became rapid, as if he was strangled to his throat.

"You are dead, there is not even a person who collects the body!"

That feeling seemed...on the verge of death.

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Wu Ye: Can you break if you are so weak that the wind blows?

Wanwan: Cough-
Chapter completed!