burst god

Chapter 890
With long legs, Tang Yingqi followed Lu Ze vigilantly, her apricot eyes scanning the surroundings, ready to strike at any time.

But as Lu Ze walked forward calmly, the nearby crowd naturally dispersed, and no one from the huge Baiyin family dared to stop him!
Standing next to Lu Ze, you can most directly feel the ubiquitous eyes of awe.

Dozens of Baiyin military guards looked at Lu Ze as if he was facing an enemy, and stared nervously at every step Lu Ze took.

Every time Lu Ze walked forward by one meter, their encirclement circle expanded by one meter until finally, they made way for a passage silently.

Lu Ze walked through the ruins, leaving people with a leisurely back view that was gradually drifting away.

Even after seeing Lu Ze get into the low-key and luxurious Bentley Versailles, people remained silent for a long time.

After another minute, when the vehicle could not even see the taillights, whispers finally came from the scene.

Wang Yishui sat on the sofa and looked at the ruins around him.

An hour ago, he looked at this manor as he looked at the foundation of his own kingdom.

Now he looks like a lost prince wandering the lost wastes.

Elder Dixuan whose bones were broken into pieces, the drunk man who was punched into the ground, Wang Yaner who knelt to death in the ruins...

These are all characters who have really reached the end of martial arts!

But now they all fell into the sand here.

Elder Tianji, with gray hair and a strong figure, still stood in front of him without speaking, like a sculpture.

Wang Yishui raised his head and looked at Elder Tianji.

"Why... didn't you make a move?"

There was no emotion in the sentence, just a slight pause.

Elder Tianji stared at Wang Yishui. After seeing Wang Yishui's indifferent eyes, he lowered his eyelids and said softly, "If I make a move, the young master will die."

【The young master will die】!
These four words made Wang Yishui's calm expression just now suddenly turn ferocious.

"die!"

"My dignified Baiyin family has been trampled on the face, what about the people in the big house, and the people in the elders group!"

"Everyone is watching Wang Yishui's joke!"

"Even you!"

"If you make a move, he really dares to kill me in full view!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became. When it came to the end, Wang Yishui's eyeballs were bloodshot, and he seemed paranoid and crazy.

There is an unforgettable hatred in this sentence.

Elder Tianji sighed deeply in his heart, he knew that the young master in front of him could not listen to more content.

The martial artist's intuition at that moment just now made him feel the intention of death.

If he makes a move by himself, the opponent will instantly kill himself and the young master.

He has never doubted the destructive power of a top ten battle king, and even now thinking about it, he is still in a cold sweat.

Maybe it was just after a series of words, the depression in my heart was vented for a short time, and Wang Yishui's expression finally returned to normal.

"Elder Tianji, I lost my composure just now, please don't blame the elder."

At this moment, the calm and refined Second Household Young Master seemed to be back again.

The fat man next to him, Song Chuyang, squinted his eyes, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He didn't like the people around him to develop towards him.

Ye Zhengming, who is behind the mercenary kingdom of Beixiong Kingdom, is abroad after all, so he doesn't have to be in awe of the Baiyin family like others. He said: "This is not a place to talk. If you have anything to talk about, let's talk about it in another place."

boom!
The wine bottle in his hand was crushed by Wang Yishui, and the glass was shattered into slag and fell from his palm, with dripping blood.

Wang Yishui lifted his pale face and smiled, "It's because I didn't think carefully, so go back to Baiyin Manor."

Without bandaging his palms, Wang Yishui got up and walked back, blood dripping into a thin line on the high platform.

The small gyroplane roared.

With a smile on Song Chuyang's face, he stretched out his fat hand and beckoned, "Yi Shui, walk slowly, and be careful with the wound on your hand, I'll bandage it for you."

"Yi Shui, I just received a message from home. I have urgent business to deal with, so I won't go."

Ye Zhengming hesitated for a moment, and said to the back in the helicopter.

Wang Yishui, who was just about to sit down, was slightly stiff, but it was only for a moment, and he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

He sat down, tilted his head and nodded slightly: "Family matters are important."

Although it looks calm, but if you add his bloodshot eyeballs and blood dripping palms, this image makes people feel a bit chilly.

Ye Zhengming stared at Wang Yishui, nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll find you after I deal with it."

Wang Yishui waved his hand, the cabin door closed, and the small rotorcraft took off.

When the plane rose to an altitude of [-] meters, Fatty Song, who squinted his eyes like a Maitreya Buddha, calmed down his words and said, "Young Master Ye may indeed have something to do."

Wang Yishui sat aside, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't answer.

Fatty Song looked away in embarrassment.

There was an eerie calm in the cabin.

It's just that no one saw it, Fatty Song's small eyes were full of complacency.

Even though so many martial arts masters died in battle today, the Baiyin family is the Baiyin family after all.

Ye Zhengming's situation is getting smaller...

I was just advancing the time for Wang Yishui to approach the Song family.

It is the cleverness of the conspirators to exchange the least cost for the greatest result.

……

However, Song Chuyang also did not see the flash of murderous intent in Wang Yishui's eyes.

He would never have imagined that under the stimulus of successive chances and coincidences, Wang Yishui actually made a murderous attempt.

……

"gone?"

"This manor...is gone..."

Seeing the owner of the manor leave straight away, the crowd finally went into an uproar.

There were many discussions one after another, and heated discussions happened from time to time.

These chaotic voices did not last long, and everyone left in a hurry after speaking quickly.

There was a clear red and swollen palm print on Wang Yitong's fair face. She looked at the back of her brother leaving by plane alone, like an abandoned little girl, with big drops of tears streaming down her face.

"Yi Tong... are you alright?" A few girls next to her approached and comforted her.

"Don't come near me, all of you go!" Wang Yitong, who looked like a doll in a cute dress, was now waving his arms vigorously to drive away his girlfriends.

The girlfriends looked at each other, hesitated and said: "Okay... If you need it, just say it in the group... We are all here, so let's go back first."

After saying this, the girl who spoke calmly tugged at the sleeves of the person next to her, and then several of them showed kind expressions on their faces at the same time, comforted one after another, and walked out quickly.

Wang Yitong was crying and felt that everyone around her had left. She looked up and saw that there were no good girlfriends in the empty surroundings.

She was even more sad immediately, crying, then raised her head and scolded these unconscionable friends wrongedly as the daughter of the family.

While crying, two folded tissues were handed to him.

Wang Yitong stopped crying, raised his head, and saw a slender figure with that pretty face.

This girl who has been scolded by him countless times as a slut is pitying herself?

(End of this chapter)