Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 357 Xing Chengdou (Twelve)

"City Lord Xing, I will never let him out, everyone depends on their own abilities," Rong Shi suddenly took out a pistol and pointed it at Bingci.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

"It's up to you to tell the people below to stop, Young Master Qiu."

Bingci remained unmoved, his eyes indifferent.

Looking at each other, they couldn't stand for a long time.

At this moment, Tang Jiang rushed out to disturb his sight, Bingci moved swiftly, rolled in front of him, jumped up in the air and kicked the pistol away, turned around in mid-air and kicked him in the face again.

Accompanied by crackling sounds, Rong Shi's body flew out heavily.

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the documents in the room flew into the air and scattered all over the place.

"Rong Shao, you lost." Bing Ci picked up the pistol and deftly unloaded the magazine.

"Hahaha, I lost, I lost completely," Rong Shi laughed and threw out a ring.

"The token of the person in power in Xingcheng—the nine-tailed fox ring, with this, it is justifiable to Xingcheng's palm."

Bingci didn't stop, put on the ring and left, this battle, finally, can be over!

Tang Jiang was about to follow when a voice sounded behind her.

"Tang Jiang, I don't owe you anything this time," Rong Shi shouted loudly, looking embarrassed.

Tang Jiang took a deep breath, then walked in front of him unhurriedly, and slapped him without hesitation.

Rong Shi was stunned by the beating.

It's not over yet, Tang Jiang struggled for a long time without pulling him up, and finally twisted his ears hard.

"Ah, pain, pain... don't do anything, I'll get up by myself." Rong Shi tightly covered her ears, with a proud expression, she didn't even look at him.

"We have long since broken up our friendship. Even if the people of the Wenshuhui want to liquidate it, it won't count against you. You can leave as you want. I don't need you to collect the body."

"Turn your ears off if you keep talking." The Tang family made a gesture and was about to attack, Rong Shi was so frightened that he immediately squatted on the ground, covering his ears with his hands.

"Get up, come down with me. It's the first time for those families in Xingcheng to see Qiu Yang. I'm worried that he doesn't have enough prestige. Go help him out," Tang Jiang said angrily after giving him a white look.

"Let me say to give up in front of those old men, do I want to lose face? Don't go, heh, you are so worried about him, he is your friend in Licheng, right? You don't look too good without me So, it’s not good to find something, you find a skinny and dwarf bean sprouts.” People are very comfortable if they don’t talk to each other.

"Would you like to go, why didn't I let her beat you to death just now?" Tang Jiang gradually lost her patience, and suddenly regretted why she liked such an idiot, and she was so angry that she had a headache.

Seeing him like this, Rong Shi hurriedly supported him, and said in a sour tone, "Don't run around if you are not in good health. That Bean Sprout is very skilled, few people can beat him, what are you worried about?"

"Besides, there is Han Wu behind him."

"What's the matter with Guan Han? They have nothing to do with each other," Tang Jiang's face was pale and her energy was almost exhausted.

"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter, you have a good rest, I will show up to the bean sprouts side." Rong Shi said helplessly, and hugged him horizontally.

The manor was unlivable, the air was filled with blood, the gate, the garden, and corpses were all over the place, a mess, the pool was bright red, and there were floating corpses.

Bing Ci came out wearing a ring, with a tall and straight figure, and suddenly there was an aura of dominance engraved in everyone's minds. Everyone in the Rong family put down their weapons and watched all the way.

"The Nine-Tailed Fox Ring is in hand, and with the ring as a letter, I command one party. From now on, Xing City will change hands. My name is Qiu Yang, and I will be the Lord of Xing City."

In the middle of the crowd, the young man is clear and calm, with a strict sense of righteousness.

All the people present bowed their heads in admiration.

(End of this chapter)