Chapter 640 Uncle Yuesheng just wants to have a quiet meal
Looking at Li Qingluo, Beigong Ao smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that Master Li would come in person. It seems that my elder brother has paid a lot of money."
"Since Mr. Ao from Beigong knows, I will hand over the sashimi fish and horses, and I won't make things difficult for you."
Li Qingluo released a sharp hint of power and pressed against Beigong Ao, and his tone was unrefutable.
Beigong Ao glanced at Yuesheng and Dao Xinzi with his light, as if he was asking them for help.
However, Yuesheng seemed to have not paid attention to Beigong Ao's gaze at all, and continued to eat the dishes on the table with big mouthfuls.
"Mr. Yuesheng didn't have time to take care of such small things."
Yuesheng whispered in his heart.
"Are you still counting on those two around you? There is a saying that although I am a little arrogant, I still have to remind you that if you ask them to do it, I will not show mercy.
According to the agreement with Beigong Shang Alliance, we only need not to hurt you, but not including those under your command. If you want to hold their lives, hand them over..."
Bang!!!!!!
Suddenly, everyone felt a flash of light before their eyes. No, to be honest, they saw nothing at all, they only heard a flash of fire.
Yes, it was not to see, but to hear. Although there was only a roar, just hearing this sound, it seemed like a sea of fire appeared in their hearts.
Hot, dry, scorching, I don't know when the air has become this smell.
All the people in Niyinglou felt like they were strangled by someone and couldn't speak.
How big is a big hole in the wall? It can be passed through two or three people.
Yuesheng and Li Qingluo have both disappeared in the restaurant.
Everyone looked through the big hole and saw a little giant with dark red body like magma trampling on Li Qingluo.
The thick arms are thicker than the pillars supporting the house, and the vigorous protrusions on them are not known as muscles or rocks.
The breath of high temperature, humidity and heat is everywhere between inhalation.
The entire ground was completely cracked, and dark red flames emerged from these cracks from time to time.
As the person involved, Li Qingluo felt the deepest.
With just one move, just one move, her nerves, her seven spirits, and even her physical instincts had no time to react, and she was bombarded by the other party and stepped on the ground hard.
Lock the Heavenly Soul...
With such a big gap in strength, she has only met the second and first owners of Niying Tower.
Different forces, but the same oppressive momentum, are as if they are not facing one person, but... a world.
Despite this, even if there is a powerful man from Lou Tianhun opposite her, as the owner of Niying Tower, she naturally cannot beg for mercy. She used all her strength to raise her head, stared at Yuesheng's eyes as big as a copper bell and said:
"I don't know who senior is. I am Li Qingluo, the fourth floor owner of Niying Building..."
Dong!
She didn't say anything yet, and Yuesheng grabbed her head, pulled it up, and smashed it down hard.
Li Qingluo only felt her eyes and head black, and her entire mental space was shocked. Her head was cracked in an instant, and blood kept spurting out.
"Why do you think? Uncle Yuesheng originally planned to have a quiet meal, but you insisted on mocking me. Isn't this asking for death? Are you right?"
Yue Sheng smiled grimly, pinched Li Qingluo's head and lifted it up in the air, like a puppet carrying a ragged puppet.
Now Li Qingluo couldn't hear what Yuesheng was saying. She only felt her ears buzzing and her body seemed to be in a stove.