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Chapter 492 Admiralty

Golden Bell!

This person turned out to be Jin Zhong, one of the most powerful subordinates of King Xuan among the lords, dukes and kings of Yanjing City—Jin Zhong!

Jin Zhong has a good reputation in Yanjing, especially for his pair of iron fists. Once, King Xuan had a gathering with a senior official who held real power in Yanjing City. At that time, King Xuan just took Jin Zhong to the high official's side.

There were two special forces retired from the Yanjing Military Region. At that time, Jin Zhong fought against these two alone and won the final victory. Of course, he himself felt uncomfortable, but he could win with one against two. Such a share

His strength is such that even the best in those two military regions can't help but give him a thumbs up.

Now that Qiao Chu came to provoke Jin Zhong without having eyes, this was definitely seeking death. When the others heard the name Jin Zhong, they all stepped back and looked at him helplessly, as if they were being picked up.

Qiao Chu could only mourn in silence.

It's good that they are friends, but if the Qiao Chu family had no energy, would they become friends? Impossible, birds of a feather flock together. Now that Qiao Chu has offended this golden bell, they don't want to drag their family into fighting with that person in the family.

Yanjing is against the Xuan Wang who eats people without spitting out their bones. Being able to shout before is enough to give Qiao Chu face.

Qiao Chu was just angry because of embarrassment. He was not that stupid. When he heard it was the Golden Bell, his eyes also showed courage and sadness. But when faced with a life and death crisis, Qiao Chu finally couldn't help but said: "Quickly

Let me go, my dad is Qiao Qing, if you dare to do this to me, my dad will never let you go."

What Qiao Chu was thinking was that although his father's status was not as powerful as that of King Xuan behind the Golden Bell, even his father's boss Wu Tiancheng was not as powerful as King Xuan, but he still had to hold on to the last glimmer of hope.

It's just a pity that the name Qiao Qing did not make Jin Zhong feel any fear. On the contrary, he said with a sneer: "Oh, it turns out that he is the son of Secretary Qiao. No wonder he is so arrogant. But it is a pity that your father

The name does not scare me, so I have to use your hands to replace the wine bottles just now. I can also tell you that after cutting off your hands, I will take them away and will not pick them up for you.

hope."

Cruel, cruel to the extreme, this is going to make Qiao Chu an armless waste for the rest of his life!

Qiao Chu's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted hoarsely for help: "You guys, hurry up... help me, hurry up... help me."

But what is very sad is that all those people sat back on their seats. Although their faces were full of sadness, no one dared to move.

Du Yu looked at this scene and had no intention of meddling. Luo Hui had just arrived in Yanjing, and the thirty-year-old man was obviously not a simple guy. Otherwise, these second-generation ancestors would not be so scared. Naturally, Du

Yuya just drank by himself.

Jin Zhong glanced at the table with a cold light in his eyes and smiled. He still held the broken wine bottle mouth in Qiao Chu's hand and smiled at Qiao Chu: "If you don't bring a knife, then use this wine bottle."

Cut it off slowly."

Those second-generation ancestors immediately trembled. A blunt object like a wine bottle was used to cut off people's hands. How bloody and cruel this must be.

Du Yu also frowned slightly and didn't agree with this method, but he still sat and said nothing.

Jin Zhong let go of Qiao Chu, but grabbed both of his hands and put them on the table. Qiao Chu put down a glass and quickly shouted: "Help, help."

Luo Hui and Wu Qi, who were on the dance floor, looking towards each other when they heard the cry for help, their expressions changed.

"Golden Bell?!" Wu Qi said with a trace of horror in his eyes.

Luo Hui naturally didn't recognize the golden bell and asked: "Who is he?"

"The capable subordinate of King Xuan of Yanjing is very good at fighting." Wu Qi said.

King Xuan? Luo Hui was also a little shocked when he heard this. How could Prince Qiao offend such a big shot? He glanced at Wu Qi and saw some worry in her eyes, so he couldn't help but ask: "Want to save Prince Qiao?"

Wu Qi did not refute at all, and said: "After all, Uncle Qiao is my father's subordinate. If he is really dealt with by that person, Uncle Qiao will be sad and I will be hated by their whole family. This is not good for my father."

It won’t be good in the future.”

"Compared with your father and that King Xuan, who is better?" Luo Hui asked a confusing question.

Wu Qi shook his head and said: "I'm not sure, but it must be about the same. My dad is not a vegetarian either."

"Okay, then I'll help you save him."

Luo Hui said lightly and moved towards Jinzhong. He was very fast, but Jinzhong had already raised the broken wine bottle and was about to chop it down.

Luo Hui passed by a table with quick eyes and hands, grabbed a beer bottle on it and threw it hard. Jin Zhong felt a warning sign in his heart when the bottle thrown by Luo Hui came towards him. Qiao Chu could have hit him before.

It was purely a fluke. If it weren't for the fact that I really didn't pay attention, even if I was Qiao Chu, I wouldn't have been able to hurt him.

"MD, it turns out that you have an assistant, and your arm strength is pretty good. Then I'll take care of your assistant first, and then I'll cut off your hands!"

As he spoke, Jin Zhong picked up Qiao Chu and threw it to the side, then took off his coat. He was only wearing a simple vest, and his large and strong muscles made people feel cold.

Luo Hui's eyes narrowed as he rushed forward. Such a big man couldn't be some useless embroidered pillow, and he was also the right-hand man of King Xuan. Without even thinking about it, he knew that he was very difficult to deal with, but he still

I still choose to take action. In fact, I still want to get on Wu Tiancheng's boat. I have nothing to do with Qiao Chu or Qiao Chu's father Qiao Qing.

It can be said that if Wu Tiancheng and Wu Qi were not caught in the middle, Luo Hui could just watch the show with a glass of wine or drink like most people in Moulin Rouge.

"Boy, go to hell!"

Jin Zhong is known as the "Iron Fist" whose punches are extremely powerful in terms of speed and strength, and Luo Hui's original attack quickly turned into defense. For such a powerful man, unless it is a life-and-death attack, hard work

It's very unwise.

When Du Yu saw Luo Hui, he actually took action. He couldn't sit still anymore and tugged at his back. He actually hid a short knife!

When he first arrived, Du Yu was most worried about Luo Hui's safety, so he would hide it secretly when he went out. He specially found a short knife made by a master with more than ten years of blacksmith skills. But he didn't expect that he would do this now.

Used it in a few days.

"Will there be blood tonight?" Du Yu thought like this, and then a coldness flashed in his eyes. The person Luo Hui wants to deal with is the person he wants to deal with. If anyone wants to kill Luo Hui, Du Yu will be the first to disagree.

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