The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

A terrifying aura was unleashed from Yang Qiu's body. Although his cultivation base was only at the peak of the Golden Core realm. . . However, his potential and true lethality could be considered terrifying.    

With just a single breath, the broken wall behind him was shattered into countless pieces.    

"Lady Boss has the restriction you left behind, so she's fine. However, she's still unconscious, so it's not good for us. . . So. . . !"    

Yang Qiu finally felt relieved. He nodded seriously and slowly withdrew his aura. In the end, he turned into an ordinary person. However, his face turned dark.    

He walked into the house without saying anything. As expected, Qing Ning was lying quietly on the bed. Her face was as pale as paper. Qing Mei was taking care of her by the side.    

Seeing Yang Qiu come in, a trace of anger flashed across Qing Mei's face, but she quickly controlled her emotions and respectfully called Yang Qiu son-in-law.    

Yang Qiu quickly walked to Qing Ning's side and grabbed her wrist. A stream of Qi passed through her and carefully examined her body. He confirmed that it was just a concussion that caused brain damage. There were no major problems in other areas.    

Looking at Qing Ning's pale face, Yang Qiu felt as if a knife had been twisted in his heart.    

He had been enduring patiently and patiently. What did he get in return?    

Strength. Was his current strength not strong enough?    

Yang family?    

Very good!    

Mountain Gate Group?    

Very good!    

Western Cult!    

Very good!    

Yang Qiu took out a pill and ordered Qing Mei to bring over a bowl of warm water. He carefully melted it with warm water and slowly poured it into Qing Ning's mouth. He cast a sleeping spell on her body before looking at her again. He instructed Qing Mei to take good care of her and then went downstairs.    

Stern Lonegan and Arthur's injuries only needed one pill to recover. The opponent's attack was obviously very heavy, but they never thought that Yang Qiu's subordinates would have such powerful strength. Perhaps it was because of some consideration, but they did not kill him.    

Or perhaps, Stern Lonegan's combat strength made them very afraid.    

But weren't there three of them?    

No matter how powerful Stern Lonegan was, if the three of them joined forces, * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

Something was wrong!    

Yang Qiu immediately thought of this question. Just as he was asking about the details of the two men, his phone rang.    

It was a call from Beijing. Yang Qiu's eyelids twitched when he received the call.    

It was Situ Benlei. Situ Benlei was also on the other end of the phone. He sounded like he was on the verge of death.    

"Come back as soon as possible. Wang Jie is going to die!"    

In this world, the only person who knew that Wang Jie was the secret line that Yang Qiu had set up in the south of the Yangtze River was Situ Benlei.    

Wang Jie was that Mr. Jie. He was the Mr. Jie who had been forcefully raised to the Heavenly Immortal and Ninth Grade level by Yang Qiu with just a Nine Turns Two Yin Pill.    

Situ Benlei's strength was also at the Heavenly Immortal Ninth Grade, but he was also seriously injured. As for Wang Jie, he was actually on the verge of death.    

"You can speak slowly. There's no hurry. He won't die. What exactly happened?"    

Situ Benlei said slowly from the other end of the phone.    

"Someone wanted to kidnap your woman. Luckily, it did not work. The opposite party was very powerful, although they were both Ninth Grade Heaven Immortals. However, we are still relying on the pill to improve our cultivation base. Even if the two of us join forces, we will only be able to injure each other. "    

Yang Qiu slowly hung up the phone in his hand. The expression on his face was so calm that it was scary. However, his heart was violently twitching.    

That kind of intense pain was like a knife cutting through his skin. It almost made the corners of his eyes tear open.    

If he had some concerns twenty days ago, then now, he really had no worries at all.    

All of his plans had been broken. However, this was merely pushing some things forward.    

From now on, everyone would have to face their own crazy revenge.    

From now on, being alone will become a nightmare for all of you.    

While Yang Qiu was deep in thought, the door of the villa was pushed open from the outside. Enzo - Brett rushed in with a sad face. He rushed in and was in a sorry state. He howled.    

"Damn it! These damn bastards! Arthur, are you there?! What can your boss do to come back? My family. . . My everything, damn it! I am now a stray dog! Damn it, I am just like that old watchdog of your boss, I am already f * cking homeless!"    

Enzo - Brett cursed as he stumbled up the stairs. When he saw Yang Qiu sitting on the sofa, he was so scared by Yang Qiu that he stopped talking.    

"Uh. . . Yang. . . Yang. . . No, no, no, my dear boss. What the hell, a bastard from Yamaguchi Group. They. . . Deserve to die! They killed everyone in my family! If it wasn't for the magical. . . God!"    

When Enzo - Brett said this, tears finally flowed down from the corners of his eyes.    

Yang Qiu just stared at him and did not say anything, nor did he express his stance. Enzo looked at him and took a deep breath in fear, then fell onto the sofa.    

Yang Qiu slowly stood up and walked back and forth in the room. He turned to Arthur and asked, What happened?    

"Caren, Max Kane, Alain Delon, and the few hundred special forces soldiers of Bloody Wolf?"    

Arthur immediately said.    

"I sent them to a secret place to hide. There are four hundred special forces soldiers. You transferred thirty of them to London. You left twenty at home, twenty at the sail trade, and forty at the Kunlun Building. Thirty-five of them died. . . "    

Yang Qiu slowly nodded his head, then slowly walked to Enzo. His calm face moved closer to the old man. Yang Qiu's eyes made the old man almost unable to breathe.    

"Boss, you. . . What do you need me to do?"    

"Your family is completely finished, but you are not dead. Your son is not dead. "    

Yang Qiu slowly reached out his hand and patted Enzo's shoulder. Enzo's throat made a cracking sound. He looked at Yang Qiu pitifully and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.    

"Do you want revenge?"    

"Yes! These bastards, I must. . . !!"    

"Very good!"    

Yang Qiu's eyes were still calm.    

"I will give you a chance, Arthur!"    

Arthur's eyes were expressionless as he slowly nodded his head. Then, an extremely dense blood red Qi slowly emerged from his body. The Blood Mist gradually spread out. A pair of huge flesh wings formed by Blood Mist slowly stretched out from his back.    

Enzo - Brett had lived his life by licking the blood on the edge of his blade. His family had been in the underworld for a hundred years. Not long ago, he had seen the magic of Satan. However, he was scared by Arthur until his face turned pale, and his whole body trembled.    

He stared at Arthur for a long time before he said with a trembling voice:    

"What. . . What is this? Heavens!"