Peerless War God in City

He quickly walked from the seat of honor to the seat of honor, leading the way. He sat down at the head of the table, and like a little brother, he stood to the side respectfully and waited on the side.    

Han Yong was sitting on the seat of honor. As he looked at the broken blue and white porcelain teacups and teapots, he frowned slightly.    

Then, he took another look at Qin Kangping's corpse that was lying in the middle of the hall. Amidst the haze in his eyes, a trace of ruthlessness flashed.    

The middle-aged man said indifferently. His voice was slightly unpleasant to the ears, and his voice was filled with a gloomy voice that sounded like it was filled with broken wood.    

"Kangping is quite good. The day before yesterday, he even gave me an ancient painting. I've already decided to take him as my godson. Now, he has been killed by someone, how can I not come?"    

"Thank you, Director Han, for your love for my son!"    

When Qin Ya heard this, his face immediately revealed grief. Previously, it was not wrong to try and please Han Yong. Unfortunately, before they could even see Han Yong kill Hao Tian, Qin Kangping had already left.    

They could not find out who the culprit was, so they might be able to use Han Yong's power to find out. After all, the one standing behind him was the Peninsula Han Family.    

Han Yong lightly leaned on the back of the chair with his eyes closed. Listening to Qin Ya's report, a pair of rough hands slowly knocked on the sides of the chair.    

It emitted a sound that caused one's heart to tremble.    

A few minutes later.    

He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Qin Kangping, who was in the middle of the hall.    

Boom!    

Suddenly, Han Yong stood up.    

It was also at this moment that a huge change occurred to his aura. He changed from an unremarkable person who looked like a farmer to a bloodthirsty, wild, ferocious beast. No one dared to look at him directly, and they all lowered their heads.    

After standing up, Han Yong slightly raised his hand.    

With just a wave of his hand, he wielded an uncountable amount of power.    

When Han Yong raised his hand and waved his sleeves, a huge force fell from the sky like a meteor, directly smashing into the hard marble floor. With a loud 'boom', a few meters deep crater instantly appeared on the floor.    

The others who were frightened were all scared out of their wits and retreated quickly.    

After he was done, Han Yong returned to his seat. He acted very arrogantly and looked like he had just done something trivial.    

Then, he said in a serious tone: "When I just entered the door, I could tell from Kangping's death, that the person who attacked was a master!"    

"Nephew Kangping's hands, all of the bones and tendons in his hands were shattered, but a tiny nerve of pain was left intact. From this, it can be seen that this person's use of Zhen Qi has already reached a very terrifying level. This is something that not even I can do!"    

"Adding on the other injuries on nephew Kangping, the culprit is very likely to have reached … A Transcendent Mortal expert! "    

"What!"    

When Qin Ya heard this, he immediately exclaimed in shock.    

Although Qin Ya was not a martial artist, he still knew a little about the realm of martial arts. Xiantian experts were already very scary, and Transcendent Mortal Expert, who was above the Xiantian realm, was a transcendent mortal without fear of bullets or bullets.