"Oh my god, how many subordinates does this young master have?"
"More than a hundred people are armed with submachine guns, grenades, and large rocket launchers. This is enough to fight even a small war."
"It's too dangerous here. This battle is not something we can watch. Retreat quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to leave after being affected."
Everyone wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and wanted to leave here.
Before leaving, they thought Yang Tian and the others would evacuate, but they didn't expect that the young man would still stop where he was and just let the three people behind him retreat.
"What do you want to do?"
Everyone felt that the boy in white was going crazy.
Did he really think he could fight against a hundred thugs armed with hot weapons on his own?
When Qing Yan saw that the reinforcements had finally arrived, he couldn't help but become ecstatic, and he stood up quickly.
Hundreds of people surrounded him and protected him.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
The big man with the rocket launcher on his shoulder asked anxiously.
"Go away, bastards, why did you come here? I was almost killed by him."
Qing Yan lost his temper at these people, with a ferocious expression on his face, and slapped that person hard.
The big man didn't resist at all and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake.
Qing Yan kicked the big man away, then snatched a submachine gun from one person's hand, pushed through the crowd and stood up.
This time, there was no longer any fear on his face, and he looked at Yang Tian with a ferocious smile.
"Boy, you are so crazy. I didn't expect that this time you would rush to my door and want my life. I tell you, I am very tough and will not be able to take you away from you. Who are you?"
"If God doesn't come to collect it, I will collect it!"
Yang Tian looked at the more than a hundred people in front of him, without any fear on his face, and walked towards them.
The calm expression made everyone feel astonished.
Is this kid crazy?
In front of him were more than a hundred people armed with large thermal weapons. If they rushed out, it would be no exaggeration to say that they could easily kill tens of thousands of people.
And instead of running away, this kid came forward alone?
Everyone thought that there must be something wrong with Yang Tian's brain, and Qing Yan was slightly startled, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face again.
"Stop it. Now I order you to kneel in front of me and kowtow to beg for mercy. If I am happy, I may consider letting you go."
He pointed the gun at Yang Tian and sounded arrogant.
However, Yang Tian continued to walk towards here as if he didn't hear it.
In his eyes, these people are like ants. Let alone a hundred people, even if a thousand or ten thousand people come, they are not enough for him to kill!
"Fourth! Come back quickly."
When Wang Feng saw Yang Tian continue to step forward, he couldn't help coughing, his lips turned pale and he quickly stopped him.
He wanted to get up, but Wu Gang and Fatty stopped him.
"Don't worry, the fourth boy will be fine. Don't forget who he is. If these people dare to shoot, they will be punished by death."
Wu Gang spoke to comfort him, but he also had a worried expression on his face.
This time, Qing Yan was no longer calm. He roared with a ferocious face: "If you don't kneel down, then go to hell."
With that said, he fired directly.
A long stream of tongues of flame spurted out from the muzzle of the gun and shot at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian held the sword energy and slashed down, and all the bullets broke into two halves and fell from the air.
"Oh My God!"
The ordinary people present had never seen such a scene before. After seeing this scene, their jaws dropped in shock.
Half of the people outside the manor gate had already left, and the other half were originally planning to leave, but they accidentally saw Yang Tian take action. The expressions on their faces became stiff, and they seemed to be petrified.
General,
"How can this be!"
Not only the onlookers, but also Wu Gang, Qing Yan and the hundreds of people behind him were dumbfounded.
With such fighting power, is this still a human being?
Qing Yan finally realized something was wrong, and then said fearfully: "Here, shoot me, shoot them all, kill him."
Just when he said these words, everyone raised their guns and pointed them at Yang Tian.
"Leave quickly."
Fatty Wu Gang and Wang Feng looked pale and wanted to rush forward and pull Yang Tian away.
However, they found that Yang Tian had disappeared at that moment.
Before anyone could react, half of the more than a hundred people in front of Qing Yan had fallen.
All of their bodies were cut off with sharp weapons, their hands and feet were severed, their heads and necks were separated, and their bodies were split into two.
They were all killed in one blow, and there was no time to scream.
"Kill, find him quickly and kill him for me."
Qing Yan became furious and finally began to retreat in fear this time.
He realized that even if there were more than a hundred people around him, they could not save his life.
Those people were also very scared. They were not facing humans, but gods.
They couldn't even see where their opponents were, so they were killed directly.
A massacre without any suspense has been staged. There are more and more corpses on the ground, and the blood has gathered into a pool of blood.
The dead people were lying in a pool of blood without closing their eyes. Their expressions before death were full of confusion, and they had no idea how they died.
Killing these people is like cutting leeks to Yang Tian.
Since Wang Feng was tortured here, Yang Tian would help him get it back.
The place smelled full of blood.
Wu Gang, Fatty, and Wang Feng looked at the field with dull faces, and then each looked at each other.
"How did the fourth boy do it? Is he really a god?"
Not only them, but also some people who stayed at the gate of the manor and had not left yet also had this idea in their minds.
There were more than a hundred people armed with large thermal weapons. Only a few seconds had passed, and the whole army was completely destroyed.
Yang Tian's figure finally emerged clearly, right in front of Qing Yan.
At this moment, Qing Yan seemed to be petrified, looking at the young man in white in front of him as if he was looking at a devil.
He had a gun in his hand, but he didn't have the courage to attack Yang Tian again.
thump.
Qing Yan knelt directly in front of Yang Tian, begging for mercy with despair on his face.
"Let me go, please let me go. Our Qing family will give you whatever you want."
A sneer curled up at the corner of Yang Tian's mouth.
He strangled Qing Yan's neck with his palm and said in a cold tone: "You have touched my friend, do you think you can still survive? Do you really think that my friend has no backing?"
"Please, I'm willing to give everything."
Qing Yan's face turned purple and he was having difficulty breathing.
"I just want your life!"
After Yang Tian said this, he began to slowly exert force on his palms.
"Stop it!"
At this moment, a group of people hurried over.
The leader, a man in black attire, said with a loud voice: "My Qinglong, please spare my son's life. I will agree to any conditions."
"Master Qing is out."
After those people at the gate of the manor saw this group of people, they couldn't help but have fear and fear on their faces.
The biggest boss in Beicheng District, no one has dared to provoke him in recent years.
"Oh my God, it's not just Mr. Qing this time, but the people behind him are big bosses from Nancheng District, Dongcheng District, and Xicheng District."
"This time, four big guys actually gathered here. Damn it, it's incredible."
Everyone took a deep breath, feeling that the boy in white was going to be in trouble this time.
Even Wu Gang and the other three looked equally ugly.
Although Yang Tian's status is second to none in the capital, if these desperadoes are anxious, they can ignore it.
Killing and silencing is their strength.
"Father, father, come and save me."
When Qingyan heard his father's voice, his face suddenly filled with joy, thinking that he would definitely be saved.
After all, Mr. Qing is God in Beicheng District, who dares to go against God.
However, in Yang Tian's eyes, this so-called Tian is just bullshit.
He looked at Qinglong and mocked in a low voice.
"You're like an ant, but you're worthy of negotiating terms with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force on his palms suddenly, and heard a crisp click sound. This unruly young man was cut off from all life.
thump.
Yang Tian casually threw Qing Yan's body on the ground as if it were trash, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold and lonely.
The venue suddenly fell into dead silence.
Everyone can't believe that Master Qing has already arrived, but this kid still has the guts to kill his son! (To be continued)
