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Chapter 650 What's the use of keeping you

Chapter 650 What's the use of keeping you
The ghost king passed away with a smile, and Bai Shuangshuang cried loudly.

Ye Zixuan, who was holding the ghost king, clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank into the skin close to his palm, and it took almost half a minute for him to regain his composure.

At this time, the on-site battle was basically over, with Coffin Board and Tang Xueyi attacking, and Ye Zixuan severely injured the white-haired youth in advance, it was meaningless no matter how brave Hongyi'an elites were, before the coercion of absolute strength, After fighting for 5 minutes, the soldiers were defeated like a mountain, some were dead or injured, all fell to the ground, indescribably messy and bloody.

Looking at the remaining wounded, Ye Zixuan waved his finger.

Tang Xueyi and the others mercilessly made up the knife. Except for Xue Dazui and the white-haired young man, more than 50 Hongyi'an elites died of blood gushing out of their throats. Mentioned in front of Ye Zixuan, waiting for the latter to speak and deal with it, seeing the ghost king passing away, all the backbone of Heji knelt down, with an angry expression on their faces.

These days, too many people died in Heji Heng. First, Nan Bo and Shan Shu were killed, and then many hall masters died. Now, the Ghost Head King is also dead, making Feng Lai and the others angry at the cruelty of the Chen family. Yu, also gave birth to a touch of sadness, Hutchison bosses died one after another, and the vitality of the club was severely damaged, making people feel inexplicably falling apart.

Fortunately, when they saw Ye Zixuan and the dragon head stick, they felt a little more peace in their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Zixuan stretched out his hand to close the ghost king's eyes, handed him over to the heartbroken Bai Shuangshuang, stood up, glanced at the more than 40 people kneeling on the floor behind him, and said lightly: "You all Get up, people cannot be resurrected after death, it is useless to cry, everyone mourns, and inform all halls to prepare for the ghost king's funeral."

"He was so glamorous during his lifetime, and his final journey will be even more glamorous."

Fenglai and the others were slightly taken aback when they heard the words, shouldn't they be taking revenge for the boss at this time?How to make the aftermath stand out?Although Xue Dazui won, Chen Bensheng behind him is still alive, and the battle between the two sides is at a fever pitch, shifting the center of gravity will only lead to a disadvantage, but seeing Ye Zixuan's solemn expression, the 40 people nodded in unison:

They seemed to regard Ye Zixuan as the person in charge, and no one was dissatisfied. Ye Zixuan's own strength and influence, especially the demeanor of the attack just now, made Fenglai and the others not feel dissatisfied at all, and there was a strong person in charge. It is exactly what Hutchison hopes, this is the jungle world, either annexing people or being annexed.

They could tell that Ye Zixuan belonged to the former.

"According to the rules of Jianghu, I am just an outsider in Heji, and I am not qualified to participate in Heji affairs."

"But King Guitou passed the dragon head stick to me during his lifetime, and I promised him to take Hutchison to glory, then I will try my best to fulfill his last wish."

"Maybe the process is very difficult and tortuous, but as long as it can bring benefits to Hutchison, I am willing to do my best."

Ye Zixuan raised the stick with a history of more than a hundred years in his hand: "It's just that you are willing to follow?"

Fenglai and the others responded in unison: "Yes!"

The ghost head king passed the dragon head stick to Ye Zixuan, which surprised them for a while, but no one objected. The world respects the strong, and a strong man like Ye Zixuan fits their image of the leader of the society very well. The boss position is very attractive, but these Hutchison gang members are not fools, nor are they arrogant and ignorant madmen.

They understand a truth, things that don't belong to them, they don't have the strength to grasp the seat, and there is only a dead end to force them.

Of course, they also knew that it would not be easy for Ye Zixuan to take the top position. After all, the society operates a democratic election system. Whoever takes the top position needs more than a dozen grandfathers to decide, and Ye Zixuan is an outsider, and many troubles will arise, but still It doesn't prevent them from following Ye Zixuan, at least, in their hearts, Ye Zixuan is better than anyone else.

"The boss is gone. According to what he meant by bestowing the dragon head stick, Young Master Ye is our new boss."

Feng Lai breathed out a long breath, with absolute respect on his face: "No matter what happens in the future, and no matter what the rest of the brothers think, Feng Lai swears to follow Young Master Ye to the death."

Dozens of people also straightened their chests: "If you go through fire and water, you will die."

"Thank you brothers."

Ye Zixuan patted Fenglai on the shoulder, looking at Fenglai with red and swollen eyes, he also had the urge to cry: "Heji's daily affairs, I will take care of them for the time being."

Feng Lai said in a low voice, "Thank you Young Master Ye."

She knew that this was a trust in her and an opportunity for her.

"Boy, hurry up and attack Grandpa."

At this time, the bloody mouth was struggling desperately. Knowing that he was bound to die, he had a sinister smile, his pale cheeks were twisted to a strange degree, his clothes were all stained with blood and dust, and he kept provoking Ye Zixuan: " Ye Zixuan, come on, aren't you very powerful? Take action and kill me on the spot."

"Anyway, with the Guitou King by my side, I have nothing to fear even if I die."

He also glanced at Bai Shuangshuang's mother and son: "The only pity is that they were not buried with them."

Ye Zixuan stretched out his left hand, Feng Lai threw an axe, Ye Zixuan grabbed it in his hand, flicked his wrist, and drew a bloodthirsty light, he looked at Xue Dazui and sneered:
"Don't worry! Xue Dazui, I will definitely give you a good home, otherwise I'm sorry for what you did tonight."

Hearing this, Xue Dazui laughed loudly: "Then you should act quickly, otherwise you won't be able to kill me when the police arrive, but you have to remember, you won't have a good life if you kill me. Hong Yi'an will definitely seek revenge on you, and they will retaliate ten times and a hundred times over you, I have a good apprentice who likes to kill people and set fires just like me."

"He will come to you, chop you into eighteen pieces, and then throw them into the boiler to cook and let you die slowly."

Xue Dazui twisted his face and laughed wildly. His ugly face was even more damaged by his twisted smile: "Boy, you will regret what you did today."

"This way of dying is interesting."

Ye Zixuan stared at Xue Dazui who was on the verge of madness, a playful flash in his eyes, then took a step forward, swung the ax a few times, and chopped off Xue Dazui's hands and feet.

Four strands of blood spurted out almost at the same time, the hands and feet were separated, and only one torso was left in the bloody mouth.

The distorted bloody mouth let out a scream, which made people tremble more than killing a pig. Then, his head tilted, and he passed out under the stimulation of severe pain.

Under the frowning of the white-haired young man, dozens of members of the Heji gang shouted in unison, the crowd was passionate, they wished that Ye Zixuan would cut his mouth to death.

Bai Shuangshuang also shouted in grief and indignation: "Kill this beast! Kill him!"

Ye Zixuan wiped the ax twice on Xue Dazui's body, glanced at everyone and said softly:
"It's too cheap to kill him with a knife. Come here, wake him up with cold water, and then stop his bleeding."

When Fenglai and the others were slightly stunned, Ye Zixuan pointed to the incinerator: "After the bleeding is stopped, put it in the incinerator and use his method to let him die slowly."

The white-haired young man's eyelids twitched, and his palms rarely seeped sweat. He did not expect Ye Zixuan to be so vicious.

The members of Hutchison immediately responded loudly: "Yes!"

A touch of pleasure flashed across everyone's face, yes, there is nothing more enjoyable than this method, and it can be regarded as letting Xue Dazui eat his own fruit.

Several people moved quickly to stop the bleeding from the bloody mouth, and then splashed cold water to wake him up. When he opened his eyes again with a groan, three Heji gang members carried him in.

Xue Dazui reacted, his body trembled, and he roared hysterically: "Ye Zixuan, you bastard, you will die badly."

Ye Zixuan hooked his finger and restarted the switch: "Blood mouth, enjoy slowly, after 10 minutes, you will feel the warmth of [-] degrees."

Xue Dazui shouted desperately: "Ye Zixuan, you bastard!"

He wanted to ram his head to death, but he couldn't move at all. He could only watch the temperature slowly rise in despair. He felt the fear of Bai Shuangshuang's mother and child at that time.

When Heji gang members were covering the incinerator with an iron cover, Ye Zixuan walked up to the white-haired young man and looked at the latter coldly: "You have good skills, but you are also ruthless."

"Young Master Ye, let me live."

The corner of the white-haired young man's mouth couldn't stop moving, he bit his lip and said, "I'm willing to submit to you, to conquer cities and territories for you, and kill all directions."

"The lackeys can still cook,,,"

Ye Zixuan sneered: "What use do you need?"

With a slash of the axe, the head of the white-haired youth rolled over.

(End of this chapter)

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