Chapter 410 Chrysanthemum knife drinking blood, not to die
Chen Dongxing really knelt down.
More than 300 elite Tianlang Chamber of Commerce were all lying in the villa garden, bleeding from all seven orifices, and looking in pain.
The cow-cool black wolf even knelt on the spot, with the mace on its body, and its face was as ferocious as if it had met a ghost.
Several bugs were drilling in and out of his mouth and nose.
Chen Dongxing didn't have to come forward to test, and he knew that he was dead, otherwise he wouldn't have even had a muffled groan.
He was so cold from the beginning to the point of his life, and at the same time he was glad that he became Ye Fan's lackey. If he was an enemy, he would probably have a similar end at this moment.
"Brother Fenglang, Brother Fenglang."
Chen Dongxing immediately raised his smile and ran back to the hall, and patted Miao Fenglang with one hand and smiled:
"It's amazing. Hundreds of people can handle it in one go. I underestimate you. Forgive me, forgive me."
During this beat, Chen Dongxing felt his palm numb. He looked down and his fingers were slowly turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were ink.
Moreover, the blackness spread to his wrists and arms. He wanted to pull it back but didn't have any strength.
Chen Dongxing was frightened.
Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled: "Fenglang, my brother, I'll help him."
Miao Fenglang glanced at Chen Dongxing, then lit it a few times in his hand, and the blackness quickly retreated like a tide.
Not long after, Chen Dongxing's hands recovered his consciousness.
He hurriedly returned from the disaster and gave Miao Fenglang a thumbs up: "I am convinced, I am convinced."
"Don't have time to shoot and touch Fenglang in the future."
Ye Fan reminded Chen Dongxing: "One of his hair can poison dozens of people. You don't know how you can kill you if you shoot or touch it."
Master Zhong Tian also echoed: "Didn't you see Miao Fenglang eat special tableware?"
"We don't dare to pick up food on the same plate when we eat."
"You're coaxing him to pat him on the shoulder, it's no different from seeking death."
He also suffered from Miao Fenglang's loss. On the day he brought him back, the two got too close. Master Zhong Tian was poisoned more than a dozen times in one night, which almost made him mentally collapse.
Chen Dongxing nodded repeatedly: "I understand, understand."
He suddenly felt that there was no such thing as Miao Fenglang.
Miao Fenglang didn't care about the discussions of everyone, but just drank the soup and ate meat leisurely, as if nothing in the world was more comfortable than eating.
"By the way, Brother Fan, what are the next steps?"
Chen Dongxing looked at Ye Fan and changed his mind: "Do you want to start a war against Ling Qianshui? I will lead someone to crush the Tianlang Chamber of Commerce."
Dugu Shang spoke indifferently: "I'll go and kill Ling Qianshui."
"Today's revenge is to be avenged, but there is no rush!"
Ye Fan pulled a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth:
"You do two things first, one is to deal with the black wolf's hand, and the other is to dig something from Jinggong Fazi's mouth."
"It's no point in killing Ling Qianshui. It's better to uproot the Blood Medical Sect's forces in Nanling."
Ye Fan pursued it once and for all, so he hoped to grab Ling Qianshui and get rid of all this lineage.
Chen Dongxing and the others nodded together: "I understand."
Almost at the same time, dozens of villas in the villa area of the Nanling River Heart Island were arranged in an orderly manner, and the scenery was unique.
In one of the villas marked Qianshui Pavilion, there were many men wearing black clothes standing inside the door.
They looked alert and kept walking, monitoring any suspicious persons.
This is Ling Qianshui's residence.
In the backyard of the villa, facing the river water garden, there is an artificial hot spring, and a charming woman is soaked in it.
The warm water kept rolling, and the legs were looming in the water, and the picture was very erotic.
It was Ling Qianshui.
Around the hot spring, there was a beautiful woman of similar age standing with a cool face and a slender figure.
She also carried two knives on her back, one long and one short, and her whole body showed a sharp aura.
But Dean Huang, who was kneeling on the ground, had no lust, but instead his body kept trembling.
"Director Huang, why did you come back so early?"
I don’t know how long it took, Ling Qianshui stood up slightly:
"Have Ye Fan brought back his body?"
"That bastard, I fucked my sister so much. I even poured a cup of coffee on me and didn't whip the corpse three hundred times. I'm sorry for myself."
She wiped her body with a towel, and as her wrists kept going back and forth, the cherry blossoms carved on her chest became lifelike.
"President Ling, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Dean Huang lowered his head and cried bitterly: "Heilang and the others are wiped out."