In the evening, Su Chunlei held a dinner and invited Qin Lang, Long Xiaoyun, Yun Bingbing, etc. There was no one else at the dinner, it was small but exquisite, and it was just for Qin Lang.
After eating, Qin Lang chatted with everyone for a while and then returned to his villa alone.
When he stood at the door of the villa, he hesitated slightly.
Because there is a stranger in his villa right now!
The aura on this stranger's body is actually somewhat similar to the aura on Long Xiaoyun's pendant!
In an accident, Qin Lang's consciousness instantly enveloped the entire villa!
When Qin Lang left, he put the pendant on the coffee table in the villa. At this time, the man was sitting on the sofa, holding the broken pieces of the pendant in his hand.
"Master level warrior!"
Qin Lang's expression changed. It would be easy for a master-level warrior to enter the villa quietly.
What does this master-level warrior want to do?
Qin Lang sneered at the corner of his mouth, opened the door and walked in.
"Little beauty, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I will take you to a paradise world."
A hoarse voice sounded as Qin Lang closed the door.
"Really? What kind of paradise are you going to take me to?"
Qin Lang sneered and responded to the hoarse voice.
"Who are you? Where is that little beauty?"
The hoarse voice was surprised at this moment, and jumped from the sofa to Qin Lang.
He is a skinny middle-aged man who looks about forty years old. He looks like a drug addict. He has a blue cloth belt tied around his head. Looking at his clothes, he does not look like a Chinese, but he looks like a drug addict.
Like it's from Southeast Asia.
"You followed this pendant to find it, right? I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect you to fall into the trap!"
Qin Lang snorted coldly.
"You actually know that I followed the pendant to find it, and I have some abilities. Unfortunately, you should not have gone into this muddy water. Now that you are here, I will not let you walk out of this room alive."
A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the skinny middle-aged man, and he stretched out a skinny claw and grabbed Qin Lang's neck.
In the eyes of middle-aged people, Qin Lang is just an ordinary person. Although he knows the purpose of this pendant through some unknown means, there is no way to stop his determination to capture Long Xiaoyun.
Just kill Qin Lang and then secretly take Long Xiaoyun away.
As soon as this middle-aged man made a move, there was a sinister wind, as scary as a ghost from hell.
If an ordinary person stood in front of him, he would be frightened to death.
It's a pity that he is facing Qin Lang, a cultivator.
"court death!"
Qin Lang tilted his head, grabbed the skinny middle-aged man's chicken paw with one hand, and twisted it hard, as easily as breaking a chopstick, and broke all five of the middle-aged man's fingers in one go.
"ah……"
The middle-aged man quickly retracted his hand in pain, but was grabbed by Qin Lang.
"you wanna die!"
The middle-aged man is a master warrior after all. He just misestimated Qin Lang's strength. Although one hand was broken off, he still stamped his feet fiercely. Four ferocious cobras immediately jumped out from his body, one by one.
He showed his frightening snake fangs, spit out snake bites, and bit Qin Lang viciously!
"Humph, heresy!"
Qin Lang has already mastered the Ku Rong Body Refining Technique, and his body is like jade, so why would he care about a few cobras.
"Get out of my way!"
Qin Lang's abdomen contracted slightly, and he opened his mouth and spurted out four streams of true energy!
'Puff puff puff...'
The four zhenqi were like four sharp arrows, instantly piercing the heads of four cobras. The four cobras died immediately and all fell to the ground, but they were still twisting their bodies on the ground.
"Release your inner strength to the outside, you, are you a master?"
The middle-aged man was startled when he saw this scene. He was so scared that he sweated out. He wanted to run away, but his hand was twisted by Qin Lang and he had no chance to run away.
"Kneel down!"
As soon as Qin Lang waved his hand, the middle-aged man's body did a 60-degree somersault in the air and landed on his knees.
‘Click, click’
The middle-aged man's knees made two crisp sounds when they landed on the ground, and the knees of both legs shattered.
"ah……"
The middle-aged man let out a scream, and he was extremely frightened at this moment.
Originally, with his strength as a master warrior, if he knelt down like this, the floor on the ground should be broken, not his knees.
But now it is his knee that is broken, which proves that Qin Lang's strength has exceeded his cognitive scope!
"This man is so terrifying. He is a martial arts master in his twenties. The key is that he has mastered the control of power. The country of China really has hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"
The middle-aged man felt that he was particularly powerless at the moment. Facing Qin Lang, he had no resistance and could only bear it passively.
Could it be that I am going to end up here today?
Qin Lang looked at the middle-aged man kneeling there, walked to the sofa and sat down very calmly, stretched out his hand, and the pieces of the pendant that fell on the ground flew into his hand.
"Tell me, what is your name, who sent you here, and why you want to arrest Long Xiaoyun."
Qin Lang's eyes were like stars in the dark night, shining with a light that made the middle-aged people's hearts palpitate.
The middle-aged man endured the pain of his broken knee, gritted his teeth and whispered, "I won't say anything."
As he said this, he closed his mouth and seemed to have planned to fight to the end.
Qin Lang smiled lightly: "You don't want to say it? Or do you want to commit suicide?"
As a master-level warrior, if you really want to commit suicide, there must be many ways, and cutting off your meridians is one of them.
The middle-aged man looked at Qin Lang in surprise. He found that any of his thoughts seemed to be under Qin Lang's control.
Such a person is so terrifying. Thinking of this, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and subconsciously raised his inner strength to cut off his own meridians.
But when he mentioned his internal strength, he saw Qin Lang sneer: "Want to die? I won't let you die, do you think you can die?"
Then Qin Lang raised his hand and pointed, and a burst of true energy penetrated into the middle-aged man's body. The middle-aged man was stunned, and he couldn't raise any internal energy in his body.
Moreover, a cold and icy breath enveloped him, and the middle-aged man shivered all over, and his body began to itch as if there were countless ants.
As the extremely itchy feeling spread all over his body, the middle-aged man began to roll on the ground. He pressed his arms against the ground and rubbed them vigorously, as if this was the only way to relieve the itchy feeling in people's hearts.
"Ah... just kill me!"
After rubbing his arms twice, the middle-aged man put his face on the ground again, rubbing desperately, breathing heavily while rubbing.
He wanted to bite off his tongue, but found that his upper and lower gums were numb and his mouth was not working at all. Not to mention biting his tongue, even biting tofu was difficult!
The itching on the surface of the body can also be solved by friction, but the itching in the bones will completely break down the middle-aged people.
He was like a frog thrown into hot water, constantly rolling, jumping, beating his body, and even hitting his head on the ground, but to no avail.
Itchy, itchy, itchy!
The itch had already reached his head, and there was no other feeling except itching in his whole brain.
Ten minutes later, the itching subsided, and the middle-aged man lay slumped on the ground. The skin on his arms and face had been rubbed off, and blood was constantly flowing out from various small openings.
He lay quietly on the ground, his throat constantly beating, as if he was enjoying the most comfortable moment in the world.
"Say it, say it, and I will let you go back."
Qin Lang was still sitting on the sofa and said expressionlessly.
"You...I don't believe it."
When the middle-aged man heard Qin Lang saying that he would let him go back, the desire to survive suddenly filled his mind.
"When will you break your words, Grandmaster?"
Qin Lang asked disdainfully.
"Yes, he is the master. If I tell him, maybe he will really let me go!"
The desire to survive is getting stronger and stronger in the minds of middle-aged people.
But there seemed to be a voice in his heart warning him not to say anything!
"You still don't want to say yes? Then the next time you feel itchy will be even more unforgettable than this time."
Qin Lang smiled lightly and added a little more material to the middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged man heard this sentence, his whole body began to tremble.
The itch just now was something he never wanted to feel again in his life. If it happened again, he would rather tell everything!
"I...I said!"
The middle-aged man finally compromised! (To be continued)