Bai Hu didn't expect Leng Xue to use a hidden weapon, so he quickly dodged.
But the angles of the three flying knives were too tricky.
Although he barely dodged two of them, the last one went straight towards his left eye.
Bai Hu suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back.
My heart sank even more.
It’s over!
There was no way to dodge.
But just when Bai Hu was desperate, a cold light flashed.
Knock that flying knife away.
"Long Cangqiong's men are really useless!" Liu Lang walked over wearing slippers.
"Death, God of Death?" Bai Hu didn't expect to meet Liu Lang here.
Look down again.
But he saw that the flying knife just now had a peanut-sized stone embedded in the middle.
"Hiss..."
Bai Hu couldn't help but gasped.
At the critical moment just now, the God of Death actually used a stone to save himself?
"M-Thank you a lot..." Bai Hu was about to thank Liu Lang, but Liu Lang rolled his eyes at him, pointed at Leng Xue and interrupted, "Who is he?"
"Underworld Sect Xuan-level killer, cold-blooded."
"Is he cold-blooded?" Liu Lang nodded, looked at Lengxue and said, "Come, come here, I'll castrate you first."
"Damn, what the hell are you doing?" Lengxue yelled, "Is it possible that you want to go against the Underworld Sect?"
"So much nonsense!"
Liu Lang shook his head.
Kick your feet.
The drag board didn't affect his speed at all.
in a blink.
Liu Lang came to Lengxue.
A slap knocked out half of his teeth.
"Let you disturb my good deeds!"
"Snapped!"
Another slap on the other face.
"I have abundant capital, are you so jealous?"
"Snapped!"
"Making you jealous! Then today, I will make you not only jealous, but also regretful that you should not have provoked me in this life!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Slap after slap.
Lengxue was beaten until he was dizzy.
There wasn't even a chance to dodge.
Bai Hu was already dumbfounded.
He had just clearly felt the cold-blooded terror.
The opponent injured one of his hands, but he tried his best and almost died in the opponent's hands.
However, in front of the God of Death, this cold-blooded man had no power to fight back.
I couldn't help but think of the scene when Zhuque provoked Liu Lang.
With a bitter smile, Bai Hu murmured: "The God of Death is indeed the God of Death, Suzaku, Suzaku, I said that you might defeat the God of Death in the next life, but it seems that I am just trying to comfort you, not to mention the next life. How many more lives I will give you is still hanging by a thread. !”
It's great.
Liu Lang threw the cold-blooded scimitar to the ground and said to Bai Hu: "Cast him, and you can take him away for business."
Bai Hu was stunned, then quickly stepped forward to pick up the machete, and without saying a word, took off Leng Xue's pants.
Lengxue was beaten to the point where he lost all his temper.
He wanted to prevent himself from becoming an eunuch, but his body no longer obeyed his orders.
As his lower body became cold, Lengxue fainted on the spot.
"Lord Death, I have offended you so much before..." Bai Hu looked at Liu Lang with a complicated expression, wanting to apologize.
Liu Lang waved his hand: "I don't like to be disturbed. Just don't bother me anymore. Besides, the Death Team is gone, and there is still a damn Death."
Turn around and leave.
Bai Hu looked at Liu Lang's back.
Desolate.
There is a feeling of being a hero in his twilight years.
His brows were furrowed deeply.
"Why do I feel like he's just abandoning his comrades and living alone?"
After Liu Lang returned to Yeqiangwei Bar, his original fighting spirit had died down.
I looked at the time and realized it would be dawn if I kept fussing.
With a long sigh, she had no choice but to fall asleep holding Ye Qiangwei.
The next day.
After getting up, eating the breakfast specially delivered by Ye Qiangwei, and looking at Ye Qiangwei who specially dressed herself as a maid, Liu Lang couldn't help but feel a little distraught.
"Qiangwei, you have so many tricks up your sleeve!" Liu Lang couldn't help but sigh.
Ye Qiangwei smiled charmingly: "Young master, as long as you need it, there is nothing Qiangwei can't do. Moreover, in order to match the various postures of the master, I have trained my body to be very soft."
With that said, he sat in front of Liu Lang with a cross.
Liu Lang was choked and coughed violently several times.
Ye Qiangwei quickly stepped forward and patted Liu Lang on the back while asking: "Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Liu Lang waved his hands repeatedly: "When you get back, prepare a few more sets of those clothes. Hey, prepare a little leather whip too..."
"Master, Qiangwei understands." Ye Qiangwei knelt down and looked at Liu Lang lovingly: "You eat slowly, and I will eat too..."
after an hour.
Liu Lang finally left the Night Rose Bar.
The original fatigue was also swept away.
Oh my god, Ye Qiangwei is so good at playing.
I never want to leave.
After leaving the bar.
Liu Lang bought some fruit and went to the hospital to see Sun Qingnian first.
Seeing Liu Lang coming, Sun Shangxiang, who had not slept all night and whose eyes were still a little red and swollen, immediately stood up and said gratefully: "Brother Liu, why are you here?"
"I'm here to see Mr. Sun." Liu Lang nodded and checked Sun Qingnian's body again.
Although Sun Qingnian is still in a coma, his physical signs are slowly recovering.
According to Liu Lang's speculation, he would wake up in less than two days.
Sun Shangxiang pursed his lips, looking hesitant to speak.
"What, you have something to say to me?" Seeing this, Liu Lang couldn't help but look at Sun Shangxiang.
Although Sun Shangxiang looked a little haggard, there was a sense of pity in that haggardness.
"Brother Liu, I heard about Niu Gensheng, but I didn't expect him to be that kind of person."
Sun Shangxiang said: "I also know that you have done so much for my grandfather, but I really have nothing to repay you. If you need anything, just ask me, I, I..."
I wipe it!
Do you want to invest in peach and abalone?
Liu Lang smiled slightly: "Look what you said, aside from Mr. Sun's contribution to Weiyang Group, he is also my elder, and it is appropriate to do this kind of thing."
"Brother Liu, I want to ask, you and Mr. Ye..." Sun Shangxiang bit her lip and mustered up the courage to ask.
"Well, she wants to date me, but I haven't agreed to her yet." Liu Lang explained casually: "Hehe, but I owe her father a favor, and her father insisted on letting me marry Ye Weiyang."
"Mr. Ye's father?" Sun Shangxiang was stunned: "I heard that Mr. Ye has never met his father. Could it be that..."
"Oh, if it's okay, I'll leave now. Weiyang Group is holding a new product launch conference today. I'll go take a look." Liu Lang didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, so he ordered: "Take good care of Mr. Sun. When he wakes up, Remember to call me."
Without waiting for Sun Shangxiang to say anything more, Liu Lang turned around and left.
Sun Shangxiang pinched the corner of his clothes, his eyes twinkling.
She suddenly felt a little stressed.
The other party actually has an unusual relationship with Ye Weiyang.
at the same time.
In a luxurious villa.
Zhao Bancheng's eyes were red and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.
He was sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette.
Cigarette butts were scattered almost all over the coffee table.
Opposite Zhao Bancheng.
Zhao Xiaohei wore thick clothes, sunglasses and a hat, completely covering his body.
"Xiao Hei, did he do that to you again?"
After a long time, Zhao Bancheng put out the cigarette butt in his hand and finally raised his head to look at Zhao Xiaohei.
Zhao Xiaohei didn't say much, but slowly took off his clothes.
As Zhao Xiaohei's clothes fell off.
The originally fair skin had now become scarred.
There were burns, burns, even whiplash injuries...
There is almost no intact skin left, except for the face.
