C484 Three waves of interception

Under the moonlight, Xiao Yi took the lead and walked into Huang Feiyu's villa.

Lan Mei’er followed closely behind, with a complicated look in his eyes. That night, Xiao Yi gave her too many surprises and surprises. It made her feel that it was so safe to stand behind Xiao Yi. Especially Xiao Yi's words, leave these matters of fighting and killing to us men.

These domineering words caused Lan Mei’er to be moved from the bottom of his heart. Thus, she started to secretly size up Xiao Yi from behind.

As for the group of people ten meters away, they were lying on the ground after their ribs were broken. It looked like a group of fish that had left the water, struggling to breathe in large gulps of air.

In all the years they had been out on this mission, they had never felt so useless. It had always been an easy task.

Thus, they won a rather domineering name in the underworld: The Soul of Vengeance. Over the years, he had secretly helped many people to deal with those who were unable to see the light of day.

This time, they had dispatched many people, and they had all been annihilated. This was a shocking blow to the vengeful spirit.

The moment he pushed open the door, a creaking sound could be heard. Then, the man at the top of the stairs decisively pulled the trigger.

A bang sounded out like a clap of thunder on a sunny day.

However, the moment Xiao Yi pushed open the door and entered, his ears slightly trembled. The slight sound of the trigger being pulled still reached his ears.

Xiao Yi who had entered the eighth level of the Nine Dragons True Classic was already able to communicate with the energy of heaven and earth. Furthermore, Xiao Yi was being cautious, so the sound of the door being pulled could be clearly heard by Xiao Yi.

Hiding on the camphor tree was an expert with a flying dagger. Even a breath of air was a huge flaw for Xiao Yi. Moreover, the sound of it being pulled was a fatal flaw for Xiao Yi.

Thus, the moment the door was pushed open. Xiao Yi immediately pulled Lan Mei’er and moved to the side.

At the start, Lan Mei’er was still a little angry, but this time, Xiao Yi took advantage of him. However, the moment he heard the sound, Lan Mei’er's entire person trembled. Let Xiao Yi grab her chest, and obediently coordinate with Xiao Yi to the side.

The bullet went through the door frame and disappeared into the night.

Xiao Yi unwillingly let go of his hands and jumped in. Then, he lifted his foot and kicked the other one into the air. Following that, a kick landed on the man's chest.

The man's body flew up into the air after receiving Xiao Yi's kick. Then, he crashed into the wall. However, Xiao Yi had used all of his strength in this thunderous attack.

Therefore, when the man hit the wall, the white dust on the vibrating side of the wall rustled and fell. As for him, he had fallen into a wall.

"You have the ability to predict?" The moment the man fell into the wall, he finally asked.

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth rose into a disdainful smile, and he opened his mouth to speak coldly: "Do you have the ability to predict what will happen? However, the slightest sound from when you pulled the trigger sold you out in the end. "

A trace of relief appeared in the eyes of the man who was trapped in the wall. Then, his entire face tensed up, filled with shock.

He could hear the sound of the button. Could it be that he had already connected with the Heaven and Earth aura?

This was the last thought that came to this man's mind.

After barging into the room, Lan Mei’er saw the man who had been kicked into the wall, and the head who had been kicked flying far away. Hiss, hiss, hiss! He sucked in a mouthful of cold air.

Lan Mei’er felt himself becoming stunned, how much strength did he have to send himself flying into the wall?

However, Xiao Yi was already very familiar with the route, and walked towards Huang Feiyu's room upstairs. Lan Mei’er followed behind Xiao Yi in a daze, and was completely dumbfounded.

Lan Mei’er thought that he would be in the limelight this night. In the end, he realized that he was just a spectator.

Entering Huang Feiyu's room, Xiao Yi sat on the soft leather chair with a swagger. Then, he looked at Huang Feiyu who was in front of him, and asked coldly: "What, there's even a Hongmen feast? "That's incredible, Boss Huang."

Huang Feiyu received the signal and entered the villa to his room. He had spent less than three minutes, yet the three waves of interception that he had set up did not even have enough time to stop Xiao Yi for three minutes.

Huang Feiyu felt himself becoming uncontrollably shivering. His mouth was dry as he muttered, "This, this..."

Huang Feiyu, who did not know what to say, had a dejected look. In that moment, he finally started to doubt his father's words. It was necessary to try if they were the people from Europa Castle, but once they failed. Who would be the one to bear the overflowing anger?

"The three waves of interception are all a bunch of useless trash." The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth curled into a disdainful smile, and he asked coldly: "I will properly settle this debt for you later. Have you brought the things that I wanted? "

Lan Mei’er stood behind Xiao Yi and did not say a word. She willingly became Xiao Yi's follower, a mere servant.

"Here, here." Huang Feiyu took out the things he had prepared a long time ago, and said hesitantly: "This is the transfer letter for all the shareholders, you can just sign your name here."

Xiao Yi took it and swept his eyes over it. Then, his face darkened, "Okay, then you members of the Huang Family will leave Tianyu Media tomorrow."

Huang Feiyu's face paled as he said in a low voice: "Our Huang Family members have long since left the Tianyu Media."

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded his head, and then, the anger on his face surfaced: "For the Hong Gate Feast at the entrance, we should forget about it now. What's the meaning of these three waves of assassination attempts? "

Huang Feiyu did not speak, his legs trembling.

"What the hell do you mean?" Xiao Yi suddenly raised his voice, and asked harshly: "Don't pretend to be deaf and mute, if you don't say anything, I'll cut your tongue."

"Let's just test your abilities." Huang Feiyu's voice was as low as a mosquito's, as if he was about to swallow it whole.

"Try out our abilities?" Xiao Yi sneered, and then shouted coldly: "I also want to try out your ability. Tonight, you're going to the most bustling street in the capital, and you're shouting at the cars coming and going that you're an idiot? If I don't, I'll come back tomorrow night. "

Lan Mei’er, who was standing behind Xiao Yi, was slightly startled. There was a bitter smile on his face. He thought to himself, [You are too evil...]

Once he obtained what he wanted, Xiao Yi would not stay any longer. He pulled Lan Mei’er and headed out the door.

It was only after Xiao Yi's figure had disappeared from the villa that Huang Feiyu finally collapsed and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. Just now, Xiao Yi had kicked him with that vicious gaze, and he felt his entire soul tremble.

Immediately, this Huang Feiyu seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly ran downstairs. Looking at the godly hand that had sunk into the wall, his feet lost their balance and he slid to the ground. Ji Hao opened his mouth and screamed in fear.

The God Hand's name was Wang Batian. He had two hobbies: a woman and the one in his hands. In the capital, everyone was addressed as King. This time, he spent five million to invite this despicable soul of vengeance, Kampa.

In the end, this was the result.

After Huang Feiyu thought about it, his scalp felt numb and he began to sweat profusely.

When Huang Feiyu had some strength, he crawled up and ran out of the villa. Upon seeing the broken ribs of the twenty or so people, their eyes bulged as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

These twenty people were called the Seven Stars Group, the signature group of the Soul of Vengeance. Inviting these twenty-one people cost three million. In the end, all of them lay on the ground, breathing heavily.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down Huang Feiyu's forehead. He swayed three more times before he managed to stabilize himself. The heck, didn't you say that once the Seven Stars Arena appears, it is invincible?

In the end, this unstoppable existence was just breathing heavily while wearing all the dust on his body?

Huang Feiyu thought of the strange person with the flying knives on the camphor tree, and quickly ran over. When he looked at the corpse on the ground, he saw a throwing knife stuck in his throat. His legs finally trembled. He was so scared that he lost his footing.

He didn't know when, but his back was already soaked.

The night was getting darker in the capital, on the most bustling street of the Royal Mansion. Huang Feiyu stood in the middle of the road and loudly called himself an idiot.

On this street, there were many people coming and going. At this moment, all of them stopped. Under the bright lights of the cars, he won a large number of spectators.

To these passing customers, it was simply stupefying. After letting go of the work in his hands, he got out of the car, making it so that not even a drop of water could leak out from Huang Feiyu's body.

However, the tears of Wang Huang Feiyu rolled down his face.