Lustful: Beautiful man, please lie down

Chapter 249 The Road to Slaughter
The rain washed over Yin Qianchuan's body, but it couldn't extinguish the hatred in her heart.

She held a long knife in her hand, and the tip of the knife dragged on the ground to make a piercing sound, and she saw that what she held tightly in her arms was a brand new urn.There lay her most beloved person.

Pedestrians all gave way, as if they smelled blood.

The footsteps finally stopped, and he raised his head: Hong's Martial Arts.

The corners of her mouth curled up inexplicably, and there was playfulness in her eyes.

Two men in white military uniforms came out of the door, looked at each other, and pointed at Yin Qianchuan: "Where did you come from, don't even look at this place! Come here to play wild, don't you want to live?"

Yin Qianchuan lowered her eyes, letting the raindrops fall from her eyebrows, she glanced at the urn in her arms, and smiled slightly.

"Talking to you! Dumb!"

The body was pushed and kneaded, and the back and forth were uncertain.

Harsh driving sound, sound of anger.

Suddenly, the bloodthirsty eyes glared angrily, piercing through the rain curtain, directly hitting people's hearts.

The other party was only slightly stunned, and then saw a cold light, and two mournful wailing resounded through the sky.

Hand up, knife down.

He cut off the opponent's hand neatly.Determined and cold.

Hearing the sound, many people rushed out of the martial arts hall.

It's just that before he could stand firm, his arms were removed.

All the way to kill, blood flowed like a river,
Broken arms piled up in piles, wailing all over the sky.

The blood has already dyed Yin Qianchuan thoroughly, the ubiquitous stench and the ugliness of human nature seem to be vividly felt at this moment.

If she doesn't kill, she will be killed.

This is a cruel reality and a helpless reality.

Silk hair, face, eyebrows, clothes...

Yin Qianchuan seemed like a bloody man, rushing across the crowd, in stark contrast to the white clothes.

She seemed to have inexhaustible strength, her movement was weird, and her speed was so fast that it was almost impossible for people to catch the gap to fight back.

She is like a devil from hell, carrying out an unprecedented massacre.

She was still advancing, but no one dared to rush forward.

She has steady steps and a calm expression, but it's her inadvertent presence that makes everyone fear.

"Who is making trouble here!"

A deep voice came from the crowd.

"Master!" Everyone called out in unison.

Yin Qianchuan looked intently, the man was short and fat, but he was calm and composed, his eagle eyes were extremely sharp, and the strange hooked nose on his round face was even more calculating.

If Yin Qianchuan's guess is correct, this is Hong Youen, the head of Hongmen.

This person can really be said to talk to people, to talk to ghosts.Not heroic, but downright vile.

Yin Qianchuan looked at him calmly, his knuckles holding the urn turned white.The scene before Aunt Yu's death is vivid in my memory, and I can't get it off.

Hong Youen squinted at Yin Qianchuan, and then looked at most of the disciples who had been abolished, burning with anger, but years of grinding in the rivers and lakes kept him silent.

"You sent someone to kill my family?"

Yin Qianchuan's hoarse voice was full of mournful resentment, as if he could smell the breath of death just by hearing the voice.

Hong Youen snorted coldly: "I have tens of thousands of enemies, I don't remember who I killed and who I didn't, let alone a nameless junior like you."

Yin Qianchuan nodded and sneered: "Okay, very good."

She put down the urn in her arms, stroked the lines on the urn, and said softly: "Aunt Yu, just watch quietly, if you are afraid, just close your eyes."

Standing up, Yin Qianchuan looked at Hong Youen calmly: "Are you committing suicide or do you want me to help you?"

Extremely arrogant, shameful.After all, Hong Youen was also a man of the hour in Guangzhou City, and the world always respected him three points. This young man's outrageous words made him even more irritable.

"What a lifeless thing, Hong will give you a ride today!"

After finishing speaking, the two figures flew out almost simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)