Abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Jiangzhou.
After Zhou Yuanchen received Ling Yi's instructions, he immediately dialed the other party's phone number.
Ling Yi could see clearly with his spiritual consciousness that it was the same number as the one Tang Mo dialed before.
After the call was connected, Zhou Yuanchen didn't dare to ask the other party to redeem him, otherwise the other party would definitely not come, and he would be exterminated.
So he said without thinking: "The other party is very difficult. I can't handle it, so I can only hold him back temporarily. If you want to succeed, you'd better bring some people here yourself."
Ling Yi originally thought that the other party would be wary, but the other party almost didn't think about it and just replied, "I'll be there soon" and then hung up the phone.
About twenty minutes later, a dozen vans were parked in front of the warehouse.
The car door opened, and about a hundred people got out of the car, all holding sticks or machetes in their hands, and poured into the warehouse.
It was not until finally that a fat, middle-aged man with a big gold chain around his neck and wide sunglasses on his nose slowly walked into the warehouse.
He first took off his sunglasses and glanced at the gangsters lying on the ground in the warehouse, wailing in pain, and then looked at Ling Yi, who was sitting on a chair far away opposite, and was a little surprised: "The other person is the only one?"
"..." When Zhou Yuanchen heard this, he was so frightened that his legs went weak.
This person is much more powerful than the more than a hundred people you brought!
However, Zhou Yuanchen did not dare to speak. He just stood there blankly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Zhou Yuanchen, what the hell do you mean? Don't you usually brag about how awesome you are as a powerful warrior? Why can't you deal with a guy who doesn't even have full hair now?
Do you want to raise the price on the ground? It's just one person, why are you telling me it's so difficult? Do you fucking think I, Yu Minghua, am a fool? "
Yu Minghua cursed and walked forward, thinking about Zhou Yuanchen's intention of calling him over.
Although he felt a little strange, he felt confident when he thought that he had brought more than a hundred people with him.
No matter how damn powerful you are, can you still defeat more than a hundred people by yourself?
I can make one or two hundred mistakes here, but if you make one fucking mistake, I can twist your head off!
"Shut up! Brother Yi is not someone you can afford to offend!" Zhou Yuanchen scolded sternly.
He didn't care if Yu Minghua scolded him, but if he dared to scold Master Ling, he couldn't bear it anymore.
His scolding immediately stunned both Yu Minghua and Tang Mo.
Tang Mo never expected that the boss would personally bring someone here. Why are you, Zhou Yuanchen, so timid?
Yu Minghua didn't expect that Zhou Yuanchen would dare to talk to him like this: "Zhou Yuanchen, are you fucking crazy? Look clearly, I am Yu Minghua!"
Zhou Yuanchen ignored Yu Minghua's anger, but turned around and bent down to Ling Yi: "Brother Yi, he is our employer and the owner of Qiru Hotel, Yu Minghua.
In addition, he is also my distant cousin, otherwise I would not have come to this troubled waters. Please be kind to Brother Yi and spare my life! "
Spare Zhou Yuanchen’s life?
As soon as these words came out, Tang Mo and Yu Minghua were shocked at the same time.
But soon, they were cured by the more than 100 guys.
Ling Yi did not respond to Zhou Yuanchen, but kept observing Yu Minghua.
When he walked into the warehouse, Ling Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows - his eyes, tempered by the green lotus and purple flames, could tell at a glance that there was a cursed black energy lingering in Yu Minghua's body.
At the same time, the Qinglian Purple Flame in his body began to stir involuntarily, but he suppressed it.
'I didn't expect that this Qinglian Purple Flame could actively identify curses, which saves me a lot of worry. 'Ling Yi thought to himself.
In the past, he had to use his spiritual consciousness to 'see' the power of the curse, but now, with just his eyes, he can easily see the power of the curse lurking in other people's bodies.
After a few glances, Ling Yi recognized that Yu Minghua was possessed by a curse that confuses people's minds and drives their ambitions to the limit.
'No wonder Xuanlan Media dared to take action against the people of Xuanlan Media after joining the Han Group. That's it. '
Although he was cursed and probably had to do so, Ling Yi had no intention of letting him go.
As long as the poem is aligned with the rhyme, no matter what the reason, they will all be wiped out!
But Ling Yi was not in a hurry to sell. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he had seen with his spiritual consciousness. As a result, when his spiritual consciousness scanned Yu Minghua's body, there was no movement at all.
In other words, the person Tang Mo and Zhou Yuanchen contacted before was not the greasy man in front of them.
It seems that there are still people behind the scenes who are causing trouble.
And just then...
"Who are you, that you can't even compete with Zhou Yuanchen?" After Yu Minghua finished speaking, he immediately waved his hand: "Forget it, needless to say, I don't need to remember a dead person's name."
After saying that, Yu Minghua pointed forward with his hand, and the younger brothers he brought immediately picked up sticks and rushed towards Ling Yi.
When Zhou Yuanchen saw this, he immediately shouted: "Stop it!"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ling Yi's face and saw that he was indifferent, so he dissuaded him and said: "Cousin, listen to my nephew's advice, stop immediately, apologize to Mr. Ling, maybe you can still live."
Upstairs at Wangyue, Ling Yi's extraordinary methods are still giving him nightmares.
"Are you fucking stupid? I have so many people, and you want me to apologize to him?" Yu Minghua shouted loudly, and then shouted: "I'll beat them all to death, one leg is worth one hundred thousand, and one hand is worth two One hundred thousand!"
When the gangsters heard this, their blood immediately boiled and they rushed towards Ling Yi risking their lives.
Seeing this, Zhou Yuanchen knew that he was outmatched, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed towards the group of younger brothers.
Soon, Zhou Yuanchen was fighting with the group of younger brothers.
Although Zhou Yuanchen was an internally powerful martial artist, he quickly knocked down several people, but there were so many of them that he couldn't resist the dirty tricks behind his back, so he was quickly stabbed several times in the back.
But even so, Zhou Yuanchen still held on and stood in front of Ling Yi, preventing those gangsters from getting close.
"Zhou Yuanchen, you rip-off bitch, have I raised you in vain all these years?" Yu Minghua's eyes turned red with anger when he saw this.
It’s okay if he doesn’t help, but he actually helps an outsider to beat him, what a fucking white-eyed wolf!
Ling Yi didn't bother to watch their performance. He thought directly, and more than a hundred invisible energy flashed away, and all of them disappeared into the heads of those gangsters. His eyebrows were pierced, and he died on the spot!
Among them, Zhou Yuanchen was included!
Do you think you can avoid death by fending off a few gangsters for yourself?
Innocent!
And Yu Minghua, looking at the dead bodies on the ground, was so frightened that he peed his pants.
Ling Yi didn't waste time, sat on the chair and asked directly: "Who instigated you to target Xuanlan Media?"
