"I didn''t expect you to be so capable!"


    Looking at Zhao Yanqing, Gao Yue was extremely shocked.


    One foot kicked off the wooden door. The distance of ten meters came in an instant. The five fingers were like a blade. Such means were not conceivable at all.


    "Although I haven''t done it for a long time, it doesn''t mean that my kung fu will fall down. Gao Yue, do you really think I''m a sick tiger?"


    Now that he knows the identity of Gao Yue, Zhao Yanqing naturally has nothing to feel.


    "Old dog Zhao, although he said I couldn''t kill you, your retribution should have begun."


    Gao Yue seems to have an iron heart. He knows Zhao Yanqing''s temper. For so many years, Zhao Yanqing''s heart is very poisonous. Gao Yue has learned it for a long time. He knows that he will die this time. Naturally, he won''t care about it.


    "What do you mean?"


    Looking at Gao Yue''s fearless attitude, even with a trace of coldness, Zhao Yanqing''s heart suddenly moved. It was clear that something was wrong.


    "What do you mean? Hahaha... When you play with women, don''t you know that your only son is dead?"


    Gao Yue''s face showed a sneer, looked at him with disdain and said.


    "What?!"


    Zhao Yanqing''s face changed wildly. A pair of eyes stared at Gao Yue like a remnant wolf. The dark breath was close at hand like a hungry wolf. Such a terrible and rich feeling really changed Gao Yue''s face.


    He seemed to feel that in front of him, this man had completely begun to go crazy.


    "What did you say? You said it again? How dare you design my son?"


    Zhao zhannai is Zhao Yanqing''s son, but his only son. After wandering the Jianghu for so many years, Zhao Yanqing still cares about some things. People in the Jianghu are afraid of some ancient things.


    That''s why many black tycoons choose to burn incense and worship Buddha after they live in seclusion. The main reason is to make their descendants more secure and avoid retribution.


    Zhao Yanqing has such a son. He is very precious. Even if ordinary people want to touch him, they will be wildly retaliated by Zhao Yanqing. At this time, they even heard that his son seems to be in trouble. What anger is in his heart.


    "Say... What happened to my son!"


    Zhao Yanqing mercilessly pulled Gao Yue''s neck over. A pair of eyes with terrible evil spirit stared at each other coldly and said word by word.


    "Cough, cough, cough... I''m dead today. Zhao Yanqing, I''ll tell you, your son, although I didn''t frame him, I''ll be very grateful to that man, because your son died. I didn''t even leave a little bone, and his other villas were lit..."


    "Fart, my son has been instructed by a strange person, and who dares to be so presumptuous in my territory, you are Farting!"


    Zhao Yanqing roared wildly. It was originally ugly. At this time, it became more distorted.


    "Hahaha... This is the truth. You killed my family. You did everything in a frenzy. You deserve it. To tell you the truth, you handed over the finance of the gang to me. That was a mistake, a terrible mistake."


    Speaking of this, Gao Yue''s eyes became completely crazy, but at this time, his crazy laughter began to become weak, because he saw, saw a pair of eyes, what terrible eyes they were.


    Cold, not mixed with the slightest emotion, as if the whole person had to enter such a frozen world.


    That terrible smell made people shudder. Even Gao Yue, who was used to seeing terrible things, couldn''t help but start to be timid.


    "I want you to die, but I will never let you die so easily. I remember, you still have a woman, that woman, she will pay for you."


    Zhao Yanqing''s voice was slowly transmitted.


    "Zhao Yanqing, you bastard, if you dare to touch her, I will make you regret."


    "Click, click..."


    He squeezed Gao Yue''s neck with his palm. Zhao Yanqing looked at him coldly and motionless:


    "My sons are dead. Now, what else should I worry about? I heard that your woman is still a virtuous woman. I like this kind of virtuous woman best. What a sense of achievement it would be for a good young woman to become a Dang woman? I will ravage her in front of you!"


    "Ah... Zhao Yanqing, you beast, you have the ability to come to me. Grass mud horse has the ability to come to me. Don''t involve other women. I didn''t kill your son! Come to me!"


    But Zhao Yanqing was not moved by it. Even in his words, he spoke more exciting words, which made Gao Yue almost crazy.


    That woman is the only weakness in Gao Yue''s heart. She is a virtuous woman. She doesn''t know Gao Yue''s identity at all, but the other party is very kind. It is such kindness that Gao Yue can like each other. This woman is a purification of his conscience. He can''t think that if his woman falls into the hands of Zhao Yanqing, What a terrible and terrible thing it was.


    "Do you want to kill him? Do you want to take his place? Do you want revenge?"


    A faint voice suddenly came out in Gao Yue''s ear.


    "Who is it? Who is it?!"


    Gao Yue''s mouth roared loudly.


    "Crazy? Is this guy crazy?"


    Looking at Gao Yue''s roar, Zhao Yanqing couldn''t help thinking.


    But his eyes are still gloomy. All this is because his son, his son, and even can be the last blood of their Zhao family.


    But he died. Although he knew that Gao Yue didn''t mean to say so, it must be true.


    "Don''t cry. You''re in pain, you''re struggling, you''re screaming, you''re roaring, but all this can''t change anything. You need my help now, but do you want me to help you?"


    The voice still appeared. At this time, Gao Yue finally knew that he was not hallucinating.


    Whatever the hell it is, Gao Yue has no choice now. He raised his head and shouted:


    "No matter who you are, no matter what you want me to do, as long as you kill this bastard, even let me Gao Yue be a dog!"


    What fantasy, fantasy, demons and ghosts, Gao Yue now has no choice.


    "Congratulations on making a good choice."


    A voice appeared in the room. At this time, Zhao Yanqing also heard the voice. His face looked at the two figures with an irrecoverable color of horror.


    One of the two figures is tall and the other is short. One looks like he is only twenty-two years old, and the other is twenty-eight or nine years old. The latter looks very fierce. It is more deterrent than the weak posture of the young man in the former.


    But I don''t know why, after seeing the young man appear, Zhao Yanqing seemed to feel that the hairs on his body began to stand up.


    A terrible, extremely terrible feeling oppressed himself, as if the young man in front of him was not a person, but a tiger.


    "Who are you and why are you here?"


    Suddenly there were two people. I''m afraid they would be shocked if they were other people, but Zhao Yanqing knew that there were many strange things in the world, and even many things that could not be imagined by common sense.


    Especially his own son, he practiced the strange magic of head lowering, so Zhao Yanqing seemed a little calm about the emergence of these two.


    "Why are you here?"


    A man opened his mouth and said that his eyes were scarlet. Who else could it be if it wasn''t Ye Fantian!


    "It''s very simple. We killed your son. At the beginning, I was still thinking that in today''s society, to have such a son, it needs what a perfect father. It seems that like father, like son. This sentence is really good."


    "You killed my son. Go to hell!"


    Hearing his son''s information, Zhao Yanqing immediately reacted.


    The five fingers seemed to be Eagle claws and suddenly grabbed Ye Fantian''s neck. The vigorous wind puffed like a sharp sword. Once caught, ordinary people would die in an instant.


    "But so... It seems that this should be the martial art that can be displayed in the end of martial arts!"


    Looking at each other''s moves, ye Fantian sighed helplessly.


    "Be careful, this guy practices Chinese martial arts. It''s an ancient martial arts that has been inherited for a long time!"


    Seeing that ye Fantian didn''t care at all, Gao Yue couldn''t help shouting.


    "It doesn''t matter. This little means won''t hurt me."


    Ye Fantian waved his hand slightly and said.


    "Boy, you''re too proud. You''re looking for death."


    The five fingers became sharper for several points.


    He was about to touch Ye Fantian''s neck, but at that moment, the five fingers stopped just an inch in front of Ye Fantian''s neck.


    "What?!"


    Gao Yue looked at it unbelievably. He didn''t expect that things would change so much.


    "Peng"


    One foot!


    Ye Fantian just kicked.


    This foot looked soft, as if it was a flower fist embroidered leg. It had no power at all, but it kicked Zhao Yanqing''s body out heavily.


    "Poof..."


    A mouthful of blood sprayed out. In Gao Yue''s stunned eyes, ye Fantian smiled faintly:


    "Now... It seems that we can cooperate!"