Chapter 2268

"Well -"

after the collision, Ma Qingdi felt dizzy, and his movements could not stop.

Taking advantage of this gap, Voldemort turned back.

He dodged Ma Qingdi's attack in a critical situation.

When he was half kneeling on the ground, he had already strangled the wound, and his torn coat was red with fresh blood.

Blood red body around the ground, Voldemort face more pale, like more than ten years old, eyes fierce stare at the emperor Ma Qing.

However, although he was full of killing intention, he still had some appreciation.

Ma Qingdi's flash just now didn't make the center of his life dirty. He took the risk of shifting at a speed that ordinary people can't imagine, and the titanium stab came out through his shoulder blade.

He also deliberately let out a scream to mislead Voldemort, and took advantage of his relaxation to make a final blow.

Unfortunately, he only seriously injured Voldemort and didn't kill him.

This means that the failure, but also means that he lost, Ma Qingdi lamented, I am afraid it is difficult to please tonight.

The long absence of reinforcements and police also made Ma Qingdi aware of something deeper.

"Ma Qingdi, you are really tough."

"it's just as hard for me to make an ambush even though I escaped the thunder."

Voldemort showed a little praise: "I really believe you!"

Ma Qingdi gushed out a mouthful of blood, and he made a self mockery at the corner of his mouth: "unfortunately, I still lost. I didn't pull you to die together."

"That's life."

Although Voldemort was seriously injured, and even his body was not stable, his voice was still sonorous and powerful:

"God ordained you to die, you must die."

Voldemort showed the winner's smile, then coughed: "come on, kill him."

In the first world war tonight, it can be said that both sides are defeated. However, compared with the total annihilation of Ma Qingdi, Voldemort has two subordinates and the injured werewolf.

So although Ma Qingdi seems to struggle once more, for Voldemort, there is absolutely no suspense about his death.

Two men are enough to kill Ma Qingdi.

Just let Voldemort frown is, his command, and no confidant up to Ma Qingdi gun.

Voldemort's voice sank: "come on, kill Ma Qingdi."

Still no one came.

Voldemort snapped: "come on..."

"Coming, coming."

At this time, half kneeling on the ground, Voldemort heard a warm voice, and then a courteous and humble figure appeared in front of them.

Ye Tianlong smiles brightly: "brother, what can I do for you?"

"Kill him, 100 billion, save you, 200 billion, kill him, save you 250 billion."

"Kill you, free, save him, 200 billion, kill you, save him 100 billion, and send an extra luxury cemetery."

He has no deceptive attitude: "including invoice..."

Voldemort's face changed greatly. He recognized that it was a bystander and said, "where are my people?"

"I killed them all."

Ye Tianlong is harmless to human beings and animals. He holds a blood stained saber in his hand and laughs: "the man you sent to kill me broke his neck."

"I cut the neck of the man behind you with a knife."

"And that werewolf, tell him not to make a sound, he just wants to shout, I can only stab him."

Ye Tianlong enthusiastically explained: "so you, Ma Shao and I are the only people alive here. I am the only one who can run errands."

"You -"

hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Voldemort's face changed greatly. He turned around and saw the last two men in front of the old car and nanny's car.

The werewolf, who was helped into the nanny's car, also stood still at the moment, with a blood hole in his heart.

Voldemort roared, "you really killed them!"

"That's killing me."

See Voldemort angry, ye Tianlong scared to jump away: "they want to kill me, I will kill them naturally, it's difficult that I let you slaughter me."

"Son of a bitch!"

Voldemort was furious, and his killing intention spread all over his body. He could not stop his fist and wanted to peel Ye Tianlong off.

Ma Qingdi also narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Tianlong with a touch of curiosity. Unexpectedly, the bystander was a master of playing pig and eating tiger.

Just think of Voldemort's powerful, his eyes have a little worry: "little brother, you go quickly, this guy is very powerful."

"You're not his opponent. I'll help you stop him."

Ma Qingdi stood up in pain: "you go quickly."

Ye Tianlong very obedient roll out a few meters, but the saber and save tight two points.

"Want to go? DreamVoldemort roared: "kill my men, die."

After that, Voldemort's body twisted strangely.

The car light behind him, which was blocked by him, went straight out because of his body leaving, and just hit Ma Qingdi's face. In a flash, the white awn pierced his eyes

the strong light stimulation made Ma Qingdi enter the blind area instantly.

"Bang!"

When Ma Qingdi was about to respond, Voldemort's left foot had already been kicked, and he firmly kicked Ma Qingdi's belly.

With a loud noise, Ma Qingdi had three consecutive back somersaults.

"Whoosh!"

Voldemort did not hesitate to bully the body immediately, with the body's high jump, a split elbow from the top down heavily hit.

"Bang!"

Ma Qingdi couldn't dodge. He had a pain in his shoulder blade. He was hit by Voldemort's elbow and knelt on the ground. His right clavicle seemed to be breaking.

Kneeling on the ground, he couldn't contain the gushing of blood.

The blood falls to the ground, shocking.

But Ma Qingdi was also very good. He raised his head and hit Voldemort's abdominal wound.

"Go to hell!"

Voldemort, who had killed his red eyes, was shocked. The pain was so intense that he lost most of his strength.

"Whoosh!"

Just then, a light flashed through the air.

It was like lightning strike, a saber suddenly penetrated into Voldemort's chest, the great power also took his body, nailed into a car behind.

That picture is like Jesus on the cross.

The power of saber penetration is creepy.

"Cough..."

Voldemort's body was full of blood in front of and behind him. His body was shaking in the wind, his mouth open, twitching, and a lot of blood bubbles came out of his mouth.

But he couldn't make a sound.

There was no more ferocity, no more gloom in those rebellious eyes, only horror, pain, anger, and regret.

He stares at Ye Tianlong's figure not far away, and the innocent smiling face of human and animal.

Voldemort didn't expect that ye Tianlong was so powerful. He wanted to clean up Ma Qingdi and then wreak havoc on Ye Tianlong.

Who knows, ye Tianlong killed him with a knife. It was so fast and fierce that he couldn't resist it. It was so strong that he couldn't believe it.

The pungent smell of blood began to permeate the air.

When Ma Qingdi looked at this scene, his face also changed a little bit.

Ye Tianlong took out a paper towel to wipe his hands, then went to Ma Qingdi, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Ma Shao, remember, you owe me a life..."