Chapter 401

The third Zhao family was kicked five meters away and rubbed off on the ground.

The kick hit the chest and must have broken at least a few ribs.

In a short time, the Zhao family quickly gathered a group of people. Seeing that their third master was beaten so badly, they rushed forward without asking.

You don't have to ask some mess, or the context. If your master is beaten, do you need to say more?

It's over!

Situ Mo was fearless in the face of danger, and his face did not change in the face of dozens of people.

Zhao Qingcheng was not idle and took the initiative.

She is not a waste. With the help of situ Mo, Zhao Qingcheng has already stepped into the congenital realm. In addition, she has learned Feng dance for nine days, and her strength is comparable to the congenital five.

Since she taught Feng dance for nine days, she has been practicing hard and studying hard.

Zhao Qingcheng has no problem dealing with experts of the same level.

Situ Mo's action was another scene. If he didn't move, he would scream.

He moved and blinked away!

"Ah!"

"Click!"

"Well!"

"Poop!"

Sure enough, the scream went on and on, accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

Figures shuttle through the crowd. Wherever they go, they are in a mess, which makes people can't bear to look directly at them.

It's too bad to fight against him. I don't have the strength to fight back.

A few minutes later, Zhao Qingcheng dealt with the two people. At the same time, situ Mo also stopped his action.

Dozens of people fell to the ground, and no one could stand.

The Zhao family won't be such a person. After all, it is one of the eight families in the capital, with at least hundreds and thousands of dead.

"Go! I'll go in with you! " Situ Mo said.

"Yes!"

They just walked a few steps, and a group of dead men stood in front of them.

"Too lazy to talk nonsense!" Situ Mo snorted and prepared to fight again.

"Wait a minute!" A voice came, and an old man in Chinese clothes came slowly.

This man is the owner of the Zhao family. His name is Zhao Junshan! That is Zhao Qingcheng's grandpa, pro grandpa!

Zhao Junshan glanced at Zhao Qingcheng, then looked at situ Mo, opened his mouth slightly and said faintly, "are you the famous situ Mo recently?"

"Good!"

"You and I have no grievances, no enmity, and even no contact at all. What are you doing in the Zhao family?"

"My woman was bullied by the Zhao family." Situ Mo said bluntly.

"Your woman? She is clearly a member of the Zhao family and the blood of the Zhao family. In comparison, you are an outsider. "

"Although you are strong and no one dares to provoke you at present, don't go too far in some things, otherwise there will be many people offended and there will be no good end." Zhao Junshan's eyes were half narrowed, and there was a severe warning in his words.

"In the future, the trouble for my Zhao family to stop looking for Zhao Qingcheng is, please go back."

"That's it?" Situ Mo raised his eyes and asked.

"What do you want?"

"It's so simple for my woman to get justice from the Zhao family. If I'm angry, I'll go naturally. She can't be angry. The Zhao family can't think of peace. " What situ Mo said is very simple.

"She's from my Zhao family, and the rest are nosy."

"No, I don't care who she is. I only know that she is my woman. That's enough."

Zhao Qingcheng sneered three times: "I'm not from the Zhao family, and the Zhao family has nothing to do with me. When did the Zhao family treat our mother and daughter as their own? Can you live up to your conscience? "

"You..." master Zhao wanted to say something, but he was speechless.

"Qingcheng, what do you want to do? I'll help you! " Situ Mo said.

"Let all the Zhao family kneel down and slap themselves in the face, especially Zhao Lingqi, I let him die!!!" Zhao Qingcheng's teeth clenched and his hatred was infinite.

More than ten years! For more than ten years, she lived a life worse than a pig and dog in the Zhao family. Her mother was forced to death alive. How can she not hate her?

It makes no sense to watch my mother being abused and beaten again and again.

Zhao Qingcheng's hatred is understandable!

"Old man Zhao, Qingcheng's request has been put forward. You see what to do!" Situ Mo looked at him, but he was actually forcing him.

"Zhao Qingcheng, don't go too far. I'm your grandfather. Do you want to kneel down, too? Zhao Lingqi is your father! "

"Hehe! He's not my father. He's an animal, a real animal. " Zhao Qingcheng refused, "yes! I have to add one, so people must kowtow to my mother. Whoever doesn't cough will die. "

"What if I don't do it?" Master Zhao said reluctantly.

Before Zhao Qingcheng spoke, situ Mo first said, "if you don't do it, I'll kill you. The Zhao family is finished. No one wants to live."

"Don't forget that this is the capital. My Zhao family is not a small family. There is no lack of contacts, resources and voice."

"Is it more powerful than the Li family?"

"Well!" A word choked speechless, making it difficult to answer.

The Zhao family is no better than the previous Li family. The ranking of the family is not blind, but in turn according to their strength.

The Li family is the fourth of the eight families, while the Zhao family is the last.

Situ Mo even dared to move the Li family, not to mention the Zhao family!

"Do it or not? I won't show mercy if I don't do it. " Situ Mo frowned and asked.

He exudes a strong murderous spirit. There is no doubt that he will do it at any time.

"I count three. As soon as the time comes, I'll kill one person in ten seconds."

Ten seconds, great!

"Three!"

"Two!"

The third Zhao family, who had been kicked to the ground before, stood up and shouted, "Dad! Afraid of what he will do, he's just a person. The dead men of the Zhao family will kill him together. "

Is this a mallet? If it's your turn to talk?

Master Zhao is very clever. He has his own trade-offs about what he knows better than these young people.

"One!"

When saying this sentence, a flying needle appeared between the fingers, and the fingers shot out.

"Well!" A faint breath came from the throat of the third Zhao family, and then he slowly fell down.

The shot is so decisive and direct, no matter who it is, you can kill it.

It was not others who killed, but the third son of the Zhao family and the third son of master Zhao.

"Old three!" Master Zhao shouted and hurried over.

"Old three? Third? " Master Zhao shouted twice, put his two fingers between his nose and breath, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

"Ten seconds have passed. Kill another person."

Another flying needle, a dead man fell.

Situ Mo, like a god of death, stood in his place majestically and wantonly took people's lives.

A breath of death filled the whole Zhao family, and the atmosphere was very tense.

The Zhao family's dead are in danger. They feel wandering on the edge of life and death and face death anytime and anywhere.

If you order to do it, it's not terrible, but the more it is, the more you feel fear.

"Situ Mo, how dare you kill my son!" Master Zhao said angrily.

"Why not? Don't talk about him, even you. " Situ Mo was dismissive.

"You..."

"With five seconds left, another person will die."