Chapter 894

Although Hua Yishan has some opinions on Qin Lang, he does not.

It's not because he lost to Qin Lang in the 33 families, but because he was infected by his character when he fought with Qin Lang.

Hua Yishan fell in love with Cao's family, but he didn't!

He has deep admiration for Qin Lang.

"Don't talk first. Your arm and hand bones have been broken, and even your muscles and veins have been damaged to varying degrees. It's not advisable to waste your strength." Qin Lang helped Hua zunhai to the sofa and sat down, "you've tried your best. Let's see me next."

"Qin Lang!" Huazunhai grabs Qin Lang's wrist. Qin Lang turns around and asks, "what's the matter?"

"Save his life, I'll do it!" Hua zunhai gritted his teeth angrily.

Qin Lang, before Bai Yan came, although he successfully resisted the attack of the recipient at the beginning, he was simply tortured behind. If it wasn't for his faith, he would have been in a coma.

He's going to take revenge. He's going to kill the recipient himself.

Qin Lang knows the meaning of huazunhai. After a few words of comfort, he goes to Bai Yan's side, "I'm sorry I'm late."

"Don't say anything, I know." Bai Yan nods heavily. He appreciates Qin Lang, especially when he pacifies Hua zunhai. He can vaguely see the shadow of the old chief, Qin Tian, and even feel the military aura released from Qin Lang.

It's amazing. I have to surrender.

It's amazing. I have to admire it!

He neglected to understand why the old chief, Qin Tian, wanted to choose Qin lang. if it was him, he would do the same!

This is the hope of Yanguo! It's the future of Yanguo!

"The living room can be destroyed, the villa can be rebuilt, but people should be safe! If you want to find out the whereabouts of the lone wolf, you must not let it go Bai Yan Yan Lu is murderous.

Qin Lang nodded heavily, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, "say, where is the lone wolf?"

"Hehe, do you want to know? You deserve it? " The acceptor moved his muscles and bones for a while. "Dragon King, your strength is really strong. I just heard that before, but today I'm taught! But this strength is not enough for me. Can you use it again? Don't spend all your strength on women. "

"Hiss"

Bai Yan takes a cool breath. Although he is a little far away from Qin Lang, he can really feel the pressure released from Qin Lang.

Who can resist such provocation?

What's more, it's the Dragon King.

"I don't have much time. I'll give you five seconds." Qin Lang took a puff, poured a cup of tea and put it on the table.

"Five seconds? I can solve you in three seconds! " The recipient pats off the dust on his body. With a roar, he moves and jumps up like a ghost, with a fist on Qin Lang's forehead.

Vigorous fist, carrying the cold wind, vaguely can also hear the air hissing.

"Bang!"

Qin Lang gets out of the way and the recipient hits the coffee table.

When the tea table is broken, the tea cup is cracked, and the tea is splashing, huazunhai immediately jumps from the sofa and quickly throws it away. Bai Yan is holding Bai Yin back a few steps, as far as possible from Qin Lang, the recipient.

"Asshole!"

As soon as the recipient's hand was empty, he looked at Qin Lang behind him and hit him with a backhand.

Qin Lang dodged and wiped his fist from his body, but missed. At the same time, Qin Lang raises his foot and kicks the recipient's abdomen. The latter's body spins out of thin air, like a shell hitting the wall.

"Bang!"

The wall broke and the recipient rolled down again.

The same wall, the same bump, the same play, but brought him a great insult.

He is a lone wolf's hand, he killed countless people, how many people are planted in his hands, how many people kneel to him for mercy! Now, he can't even beat Qin Lang, even if he doesn't feel any pain, but the shame comes from his heart and torments his heart.

"As I said, I'm a recipient. Your fists are weak. You can't kill me." The recipient wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he began to laugh, looking light and contemptuous. "Qin Lang, you are the most capable person in Jiulongwan, and you are the strongest in the world of warlords. Is that all you can do? Is that all you can do? "

"You have two seconds left."

Qin Lang ignores the provocation of the recipient. He shakes his cigarette and says faintly.

"Qin Lang!" The recipient grabbed his collar and said, "how dare you look down on me!""One second left."

"Yes, I want to die!"

The recipient jumps up again. Although his speed drops, his strength rises a lot. He hits Qin Lang's arm with his fists, but Qin Lang takes the opportunity to grasp his wrist. A backhand knee presses the recipient's abdomen and controls his body.

The recipient couldn't move. No matter how powerful he was, he was no bigger than Qin Lang.

"Let go of me!"

Qin Lang whispered, "lone wolf, where is he?"

"Do you want to know? If you give me Baiyin, I can take you there The recipient sneered: "otherwise, even if you kill me, you don't want to know."

"So." Qin Lang flicks the cigarette out of his hand and kicks it on the recipient's back.

When the recipient hit the wall, he grabbed the recipient's forehead and smashed it a few times. "Although the recipient doesn't have the ability to sense pain and has a lot of body strengthening, he is still a person after all. His body is still flesh and can't stand bullets. Do you think that if your head is twisted off, you can still live and be rampant in front of me? "

"No, it can't be!" The recipient felt a little dizzy, but Qin Lang's words still made him want to laugh, "you won't kill me, you dare not kill me! If you kill me, you don't know where the lone wolf is? You are in the light, he is in the dark, sooner or later you will all die in his hands

"Bang!"

When he finished, his head hit the wall again.

A large piece of gravel hit on the recipient's forehead, which made him faint.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my hand slipped." Qin Lang pretended to smile bitterly, "this... People have accidents, just an accident."

With that, Qin Lang grabbed the recipient's collar and pulled him out. The latter roared, "Qin Lang... You are on purpose, you are absolutely on purpose! I'll go to grandma, I'll grass you two... "

"Bang!"

Another heavy impact, the recipient's head hit the wall, hit the head broken blood.

Qin Lang pulled out again, "that... I'm sorry, my hand slipped. I don't know how, my palm is sweating."

"Qin Lang, you did it on purpose." The blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth, and the recipient's hands were weak and wanted to lift up, "I..."

"Bang!"

Another bump.

After Qin Lang pulled the recipient out, he pretended to be curious, "eh? What's wrong with my hand? It's always slipping. "

The recipient's whole body trembled slightly. He clenched his fists and growled a few times, biting Qin Lang like a mad dog.