Xu Changqing was not in a hurry and said to himself: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, but I, Xu Changqing, will definitely not let you die easily. Cutting off the root of disaster is just the first step. Believe me, I will let you taste the wonderful pains in this world."

As he said that, Xu Changqing's eyes fell on the older man named Huang who was about the early forties.

"This, this, I..."

The man surnamed Huang is already stupid and sweats heavily.

Even though he dared to assassinate Xu Changqing, he had already put life and death aside and his family had already arranged it, but he really wanted to die, especially in the face of such huge pressure as Xu Changqing, he still couldn't accept it and was afraid.

After a moment, he shouted: "Xu Changqing, you have to keep your word! If you don't let me go, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

"Haha, that's natural."

Xu Changqing smiled and said, "Tell me. Let me hear, what's wrong with you, I'm the most sorry for Mr. Liu!"

The man surnamed Huang suddenly had regret on his face, but his desire to survive still occupied the big head, so he let go, "Just say it! That's the case! Liangzi, Lao Zhong, I, there are still 18, Qiangzi, seven or eight of us. I have played with Mr. Liu's eldest wife and second wife dozens of times! Mr. Liu's youngest son, I'm afraid he doesn't know whose kind of spell it is!"

"What?"
Chapter completed!