Even Shicheng suddenly screamed and then spit out a mouthful of blood and couldn't stop it.
The sequelae of the explosive pill are here.
Lian Shicheng's aura weakened rapidly. In less than ten seconds, he became older than before taking the Explosive Pill, his muscles atrophied, his skin shriveled, and his energy and blood were exhausted!
When Qin Yang saw this scene, he could almost conclude that Lian Shicheng's real age was not too old.
But his energy and blood have been consumed a lot, which shows that Lian Shicheng has taken explosive pills many times.
And the side effects will get worse every time!
The Explosive Pill can only be used as a life-saving elixir in a fatal crisis. Some people would rather die than use the Explosive Pill.
Han Junli's face was particularly ugly. Seeing that Lian Shicheng had been defeated, he glanced coldly, then turned and walked towards the business car outside.
When Qin Yang saw this, he could only lament that these young masters from big families were really cold and heartless.
"Did I let you go?" Qin Yang said leisurely, his voice was not loud, but it revealed a coldness.
Han Junli looked back and said, "Do you still want to touch me?"
Qin Yang said speechlessly: "You seem to have a brain problem. I planned to attack you from the beginning, but Lian Shicheng stopped me."
Next to Han Junli, the Grand Master immediately stepped forward and stared at him solemnly.
"You'd better get out of the way, otherwise I might destroy all your skills."
Qin Yang looked at the two of them expressionlessly.
When the two great masters of the Han family heard Qin Yang's words, they showed fear at the same time.
For warriors, death may not be terrible, but if one's strength is wasted, sometimes it will be more uncomfortable than death.
But Han Junli is the son of the Han family, and they don't dare to deny bail. If they don't come forward at this time, they will be accused by the Han family later.
Since they have taken refuge in the Han family, they must work for the direct descendants of the Han family!
"Speechless."
Qin Yang sighed, then dodged and approached him. The two great masters didn't have time to react, and each flew out left and right, vomiting blood and fainting.
Han Junli's face turned cold and he stared at Qin Yang fiercely.
Snapped!
Qin Yang slapped him, causing blood to bleed from the corner of the Han family's mouth and making his head dizzy.
"Where is Zhao Zhongyang? Let your men bring him to me. If anything happens to Zhao Zhongyang, you can die here."
"You will not end well, and neither will Zhao Lingxi!" At this time, the Han family's young master still maintained his arrogance as a Han family member.
Qin Yang's expression was indifferent: "Really? I hope it's like what you said."
Han Junli took out his mobile phone and said to the person on the other end: "Bring Zhao Zhongyang here!"
Only then did Qin Yang let go of Han Junli and kicked him, causing him to stumble and hit the car door. He then slid down to the ground holding his stomach in pain and pressed against the car door.
He ignored the remaining martial arts masters and returned to the Ten Thousand Medicine Hall, looking at Zhao Lingxi with red eyes: "Don't worry, if something happens to Grandpa Zhao, I will let him be buried with him."
Zhao Lingxi nodded while sobbing, and said fragilely: "Qin Yang, thank you."
"You don't have to be so polite with me." Qin Yang waved his hand, and then looked at Lian Shicheng, who was lying on the ground with his limbs cramped.
"Why bother!" Qin Yang muttered, then kicked Lian Shicheng a few times.
Soon, the twitching of Lian Shicheng's limbs slowly stopped. His energy and blood did not recover, but his breathing gradually stabilized.
Although this person was working for the Han family, he was not so heinous, so he naturally had no need to kill him.
Qin Yang has always treated people with a foot of respect, and I will give them a foot of respect in return!
More than forty minutes later, a Jetta car slowly stopped at the door.