Chapter 6

A cold hum, a wave of Ryukyu, the whip suddenly out, that is tied by the whip of the steward's daughter, the moment was thrown high.

"Bang." Only heard a loud sound, the woman who was thrown fell heavily on the ground, and did not move.

The crackling sound sounded, and several ribs must have broken.

"What are you, dare to shout at me." The cold voice was unquestionably domineering.

In those days, the politicians of all countries wanted her to rob and kill the people they wanted to rob and kill, and they also had to give her three points of courtesy. As the daughter of a small chief executive, she dared to shout loudly to her when she was a vegetarian.

"Ah..." Around the servants, this time just react, suddenly panic screams all around.

Ryukyu's cold eyes swept, and the Mori Yan's cold eyes passed, and the screamed people stopped one by one, and their feet kept shaking, but they did not dare to run. Under Ryukyu's eyes, they were silent.

When did miss ryukue, the most useless of the Murong family, become so terrible.

With a whip, Murong Qiu was already hurt all over. The painful wail was gradually concealed, and there was no shouting voice.

Seeing this cold snort, Ryukyu took his whip away, stepped forward slowly to Murong Qiu's right hand, which could only make a sound. With a little force under his feet, he heard a click. Murong Qiu's right hand bone was broken by Ryukyu's step.

Humph didn't make a sound. Murong Qiu's head was crooked and completely fainted.

After that, she can't practice martial arts any more.

People around have been scared and trembling, and their faces are even whiter now.

"In my place, I'm the rule." Cold throw down this sentence, Ryukyu PA put the whip in his hand to the comatose Murong Qiu, turn around and walk towards the house slowly.

The world mercenary world and even the killer world respect ability. She Lin ranks first in the world. She is the rule. Her rule is the rule of the killer world and the mercenary world.

"Go away." Cold voice with unquestionable order.

Murong Chou, killed the murderer of Murong Ryukyu. The price is to be paid, and the justice is to be demanded.

When hearing the cold drink of Ryukyu, the trembling people immediately seemed to be liberated. They helped the comatose Murong Qiu and the daughter of chief steward Wu and ran away as fast as a rabbit.

The quiet courtyard returns to silence.