Ying Yi snorted coldly, facing Meng Jiu's attack without any fuss. He raised his fist to meet Meng Jiu's side kick!
This time, even though Meng Jiu tried his best, he was still no match for Ying Yi.
He lost.
Shocked by the powerful momentum, Meng Jiu felt his thigh burst and lost consciousness in pain. He stumbled and fell on the sofa, half of his body stiff and unable to move.
He wants to save his son!
As soon as he raised his head, Meng Haoming was already firmly controlled by two special forces soldiers, crying and shouting at Meng Jiu.
"Dad, save me! Save me! I don't want to die, I am your only son! I am the son of the Marquis!"
At this time, Meng Haoming was like a downtrodden dog, his eyes were empty and frightened, and he didn't know where he got the strength to struggle violently. .??.??
It's a pity that in the eyes of Yang Yi and others, it's just the end of the road, so how can they break away from the iron-like Shenwu Guards.
"Don't touch him!"
Meng Jiu screamed, he was anxious and angry, and wanted to get up and kill him.
However, as soon as he moved, half of his body felt a sharp pain, as if his internal organs had been shattered. Meng Jiu could even feel a sweet taste in his throat.
He knew very well that his hands and feet were useless.
It was all because of the man next to Yang Yi that he now lost one hand and one foot!
He didn't care anymore. He looked at Yang Yi with blood-red eyes and said, "How dare you! If you dare to kill him, I will never let you go!!"
"Let him go! Let go of my son!!"
Meng Jiu screamed desperately, his eyes seemed to be bleeding!
It's a pity, who is Yang Yi? He doesn't accept this!
Ying waved his hands one by one, and the two soldiers immediately understood and dragged Meng Haoming, who was like a dead pig, towards the door.
"Dad!! Save me!!"
"No! You can't!"
"No!!"
"boom !!”
The sound of a gunshot was deafening.
Everyone was silent, and the air seemed to freeze.
Ning Caichen watched helplessly as Yang Yi shot Meng Haoming to death, and he didn't even dare to let out his breath. He could feel that his back was wet with cold sweat, and cold sweat was flowing on his forehead.
However, he was speechless.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.
His throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and he felt a fatal suffocation and pressure sensation. It took him a while to relieve himself, but he felt better.
You must not speak for Meng Jiu, otherwise, he will be the next one lying there!
After the gunshot, Meng Jiu seemed to have lost his mind and knelt on the ground with lifeless eyes. All he could see was the corpse at the door.
His son was lying in a pool of red blood, lifeless.
"Haoming!!"
Suddenly, Meng Jiu looked up to the sky and roared, his blood-red eyes seeming to pierce Yang Yi's forehead!
This roar refreshed his blood and even took away his energy!
"Kill me! Kill me!!"
Meng Jiu yelled at Yang Yi crazily, "Aren't you awesome! Kill me, kill me now! Otherwise I will make you pay with blood and kill all nine of your clans! You will not have a good death!!"
At this time, he finally recognized the reality and knew that this man's identity was not trivial.
so what!
If you kill his son, you have to pay with your life!
What's more, does he have the guts to kill himself?
He is the ninth prince!
At the Marquis level, if you want to ignore the rules and kill yourself directly, you must be at least a seven-star marshal to do it!
Otherwise, you will be
Severe punishment!
"Don't worry."
Yang Yi lit up a cigarette, sat down on the sofa leisurely, crossed his legs and said, "It won't be long before you will be reunited with your son. By then, it will not be too late, no matter how deep the love between father and son is. But now,
I have something to ask you."
Yang Yi gently exhaled a puff of smoke and asked.
"Tell me, who is behind Night Owl?"
Just one sentence made Meng Jiu's expression change drastically. He looked at Yang Yi in shock and uttered a sentence.
"Not sure!"
Meng Jiu had already guessed what Meng Jiu would say. Yang Yi raised his eyebrows but was not angry and continued, "You, the Marquis of Cheng Ying, Song Shun, and the Marquis of Zhenhai, An Chengyang, are three pillars."
"Of course, you three little princes are not enough to suppress the entire Ye Xiao."
"Behind you, there is at least a general or marshal, right?"
Hearing this, no matter how stupid Meng Jiu was, he finally understood. His eyes suddenly focused on Ning Caichen, and he gritted his teeth and spoke every word.
"It's you?"
That look was about to swallow Ning Caichen into his belly. Ning Caichen shook his head and advised, "Master Meng Jiu, I mean well, so I advise you to tell everything."
"You can't protect yourself now, so don't even think about covering up Ye Xiao."
"You dare to betray Ye Xiao, don't you know the consequences of betraying the organization!"
Meng Jiu roared.
Unexpectedly, Ning Caichen actually sold Ye Xiao, how could anyone in the organization let him go!
"Haha, you're done!"
Meng Jiu yelled madly, "Those who betray the organization will only die. Ning Caichen, you'd better prepare for the funeral as soon as possible!"
"There is a saying that he who knows the current affairs is a hero."
Ning Caichen shrugged helplessly, "I can't help it. If I didn't tell you, you wouldn't be able to see me today." You know, Yang Yi sitting here is a great killer. He said he could live for a few days, but he would have died yesterday.
Night Owl is certainly scary, but Yang Yi is even scarier!
"you!"
Meng Jiu looked at Ning Caichen resentfully, and Yang Yi smiled and said, "Actually, if I want, I can find out, but if you tell me, I can give you a good time."
"If you don't want to tell me, you can choose one by yourself, killing a thousand swords or penetrating bone punishment."
Yang Yi took out a dagger and played with it in his hand, while the people at the scene trembled when they heard the killing of a thousand swords and the bone-piercing torture.
"How can it be possible who you are!"
Meng Jiu couldn't help but shake his head. The young man in front of him looked like he was only twenty-five or six, how could he know how to kill with a thousand swords?
The extreme pain, life is worse than death!
"You'll know when I send you on your way."
Yang Yi shook the dagger and put it on Meng Jiu's arm.
"But you have to think about it carefully. A sword and a gun have no eyesight."
The cold light of the dagger stung Meng Jiu's eyes. He kept shaking his head, fear amplified.
Naturally, he had heard of the horrors of killing a thousand swords and the bone-penetrating punishment. No matter which one it was, no one could survive it.
""
Meng Jiu was silent. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Yang Yi pleadingly, "Do you mean what you say?"
"I, Yang Yi, naturally keep my word."
Yang Yi smiled, "You'd better stop playing tricks and spit out something useful, otherwise"
Meng Jiu sighed softly, he did not expect that his ninth master, who had been in power for many years, would die here today.
"I'm not a core member of Night Owl, so I don't know much."
brush!
A line of blood burst out, Meng Jiu's teeth clenched suddenly, and a piece of flesh was gone from his arm!