Chapter 942

"Bang!"

The leaves fell one after another, and a body broke the waist of the tree.

Qin Lang went to the crow and stepped on his chest, "how many people are there in the office?"

"Ha ha ha, Qin Lang, look how desperate and miserable you are now!" Crow bah a mouthful of blood, "lone wolf, can he do this? He can't do it! Qin Lang, it seems that I can't beat you alone, but it doesn't matter. Do you dare to kill me? "

"Do you think I dare not?"

Qin Lang made a little effort, the sound of his ribs rang out, and the painful crow twitched.

The crow grabs the gravel on the ground and wants to throw it at Qin Lang, but Qin Lang hides on his side, and then coldly raises the crow's collar.

"Qin Lang, what is the ability to torture people? You have the ability to kill me, you have the ability to kill me! If I die, you won't have a chance. But I can tell you a piece of news. You come closer and I'll tell you

Qin Lang's eyebrows stirred him up. This threat didn't work for him, but out of concern for Yan Shuya, Qin Lang took a few steps forward.

At this moment, the crow suddenly opened its mouth, and a cold thorn with warm tongue shot out of its mouth and cut the skin on Qin Lang's face. For a moment, Qin Lang seemed to have lost his strength. He stepped back and knelt down on one knee.

"Qin Lang."

"Dragon King."

The crow picked his shoulder. After finishing his collar, he said to Qin Lang, "this cold thorn is not a common thorn. Although it does not contain toxicity, it is enough to make you unable to move and be slaughtered."

"Shameless enough!"

"Shameless?"

The crow laughed, "if you are not shameless, how can you win? It is this pedantic thought that has harmed you that worries about the burning state, the state of etiquette, and the kingdom of heaven. Otherwise, how can you be the Dragon King of Qin Lang? Oh, of course, I almost forgot that you are worried about one person and your woman in Weiyang group. "

"You..."

Qin Lang tried to get up. The liquid on the cold thorn had already entered his body. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't.

"Don't try to get up, and don't try to exert, it will only make you more and more painful. Don't you want to know where your woman is? I can tell you, but Qin Lang... The lone wolf can't solve you. I thought how strong and capable you are. In the end, it seems that you are just a little slippery. "

Crow squatted down with a smile and patted Qin Lang's face, "don't look at me with these eyes. How can you fight with me now? How do you fight me? "

"It's time to say that."

Qin Lang gave up his resistance. The more he wanted to stand up, the faster the liquid flowed through his body. Instead, let the crow finish the question he wants to ask.

Sometimes, an answer is not forced to ask, but waiting for the enemy to tell him.

Qin Lang sneered. When he was about to sit cross legged, he saw a small bottle on the crow's neck. The medicine in the bottle was a little white. He had judged that it was the antidote.

"Well, I'll make you feel at ease when you die." The crow nodded.

"It's true that Weiyang group has my accomplices, but not one, but two." Crow smile, "one is crazy iron, one is Snake Girl, they are the elite of the killer world, if ordinary people meet them, only die!"

"This time, we spent a lot of money in order to come to Yanguo, broaden our interests, and solve the obstacles. I thought it was hard, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. "

With that, the crow took a look at Qin Lang's eyes. He found that even if Qin Lang fell into his own hands, he was still as motionless as a mountain. He didn't look flustered at all.

Is he not afraid of death?

Doesn't he know what he's good at?

This makes the crow a little confused.

"Qin Lang, are you not afraid of death? Don't you know you're in my hands, and I'm in charge of your life? " Crow is in a bad mood. Qin Lang's winning look makes him want to curse.

"Dead? What's terrible about death? Besides, it's not certain who died in whose hands. " Qin Lang is indifferent.

"You want to die!"

The crow pinched Qin Lang's neck. "You can't move now. What can you do with me? Your life is in my hands, you should be afraid, you should be flustered

"Is it?" Qin Lang smiles.Never felt so humiliating, never looked down upon.

If Qin Lang's strength is stronger than himself, the key is that Qin Lang's disapproving eyes make him very angry.

With the force of crow's fingers, a sense of suffocation spread, but Qin Lang didn't show the color of pain. His remaining light fell on the bottle. He was judging whether the liquid in the bottle was the antidote.

It's too early to say that he can't move.

The only thing he can move is his arm.

"What? Don't you believe it? " The crow slowly approaches Qin Lang, and Qin Lang's eyes are bright. At this moment, he raises his hand and hits the crow on the chest. With a palm force, the crow's body takes off immediately. Qin Lang grabs the rope at his neck and pulls it hard.

The bottle fell empty and hit the ground.

"Bang ~"

A slight noise.

A faint vapor of water was sent out in the air.

Qin Lang felt that his whole body seemed to be able to play. As the liquid volatilized faster, Qin Lang laughed. He bet right!

"You... How do you know?" After the crow fell to the ground, he looked at the broken bottle under Qin Lang's feet.

That's the antidote of lengci!

Is it difficult? He will attack Qin Lang, and his accomplices will take Yan Shuya away. Did Qin Lang know from the beginning?

However, they came to the burning state in secret, no one knows.

I don't understand!

He was confused!

"Impossible..." crow shook his head, Qin Lang patted his whole body, he exhaled and picked up the broken glass bottle with a low smile, "how do you know? That's my guess. I didn't expect to be guessed right. If you want to say that my life should not be cut off, or that if God wants you to die, you must die. "

"Qin Lang!"

The crow clapped his hands on the ground and jumped up. He raised his hand and threw it at Qin Lang's forehead.

Qin Lang avoids a punch, grabs the crow's wrist and lifts it up. At the same time, he presses his knee against the crow's waist, indirectly locking the crow's action. While he can't move, he can also enjoy the pain of crushing his bones bit by bit.

"Hiss"

The crow took a cold breath. He wanted to move. The pain in his hand bone made him give up his resistance and yell, "Qin Lang, you can't kill me! Your fiancee Yan Shuya is already in their hands. If you kill me, your fiancee... You don't want to find it, even the people around you will suffer one by one! "