"Since you dare to make trouble in the Tang family and kill so many people in my Tang family, this gift should be regarded as a reward from me."
Tang Jiang snapped his fingers and then stepped back two steps at full speed. The next second kneeling on the ground mask man suddenly twitch, the whole person as epilepsy as spasm.
Blood basin big mouth disappeared, where there is just arrogance, where there is just de se.
There seems to be something moving in the stomach, and it seems that something is exploding. Just want to reach out to the stomach to touch past, but a burst of pain, blood splashed the whole palm.
Hard to look down in the past, where there is any body, all become flesh and blood. The whole upper body was manipulated by some force, and then a ripple of vibration spread.
"You You... "
I open my mouth and want to say something, but the vitality of life has disappeared. In the last second, I lost my blood.
Who can tell him what's going on?
There was a reason why the organization was afraid of the Chinese people. The reason why he was so strong was that he met with dregs.
This time, it was so miserable that I didn't expect to die in the hands of Chinese people.
One idea after another, this is the mask man's last thought before he died.
What was once a one-sided battle has now become a one-sided one. It's also one-sided, but the roles are changed, and the two western powers finally die of arrogance.
"Yingjie, what happened?"
Turning around and looking at his son, who was panting heavily, Tang Jiang snorted coldly: "I've been closed for this period of time, so that you can stay well, and now you're going to cause me these messy troubles?"
For the rest of his life after his death, Tang Yingjie breathed a sigh of relief. Now he took a breath at his father's words. Feeling his father's sharp eyes, he swallowed hard.
"Dad, someone improved our 72 stitches."
Knowing that his father didn't like to listen to nonsense, Tang Yingjie immediately said the key point of the matter: "our 72 needles have been improved to 81 needles."
"What? I beg your pardon? Tell me again, 72 stitches have been improved? "
Tang Jiang, who was just about to get angry, widened his eyes when he heard his son's words. His eyes were full of disbelief: "it's impossible. Nobody in the world can improve our Tang family's concealed weapons, especially 72 needles."
All of a sudden, Tang Jiang came to Tang Yingjie quickly and clasped his son's neck with one hand: "in order to evade the responsibility, I will kill you even if you are my son."
Compared with his son, family honor is always the highest in Tang Jiang's heart. As for sons, if they affect the future of the family, they can be discarded or even killed.
Tang Yingjie, who has been influenced by his childhood, of course knows his father's temperament. Seeing his father's eyes without emotion, his legs shivered in the air.
"Dad It's true. What I said is true I've got all the hidden weapons back. "
At this time, twelve points of strength broke out. Tang Yingjie quickly told the story that happened at Zhuge dinner party tonight, and finally pointed to the green Wolf not far away.
"The box is on the wolf. That's the improved 81 needles."
Tang Jiang, who was just about to start, heard this and looked over. The next second he released his son and quickly came to the green Wolf. One foot will be dying green Wolf trample to death, picked up the black concealed weapon box.