Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Dazhu saw Shi Shui lying in the muddy water, his eyes trembling like chaff:

"Masters, President Shi's death really has nothing to do with me. It was done by the villain Yao Ping, and I was also bewitched by him."

"You dog! You just said that Yao Ping asked you to delay time. You deserve to die just like him."

The lead bodyguard, the strongest black bodyguard exuding a savage atmosphere, took off his sunglasses and kicked it to Wang Dazhu’s begging for mercy face.

"Killing you first is an explanation to the brothers of the Water Dragon Club. When you catch that Yao Ping, you will die!"

The rest of the bodyguards with cruel faces all agreed. Wang Dazhu is going to die, Yao Ping is going to die too. Why is there no reason to divide Shi Zong’s assets if he doesn’t die?

Wang Dazhu knelt on the wet concrete slab, kowtowing and crying for mercy, and quickly put the flannel bag containing 5 or 6 golden dragon coins in his arms on the ground in front of him:

"Please, please, don't kill me! Don't kill me, I will give you all the money... Please don't kill me!!"

"Well, I will accept the money. As for your life, this little money is not enough!"

The strong bodyguard picked up the flannel bag on the ground and glanced at the shiny golden dragon coin inside. His face covered with fleshy flesh showed a smirk.

The short knife in his hand, with a ‘poof’, instantly pierced Wang Dazhu’s chest.

"Let's go!" The strong bodyguard shook the blood from the short knife, kicked away Wang Dazhu, who had bulging eyes and spitting blood at the mouth.

"Aping, now your wish is satisfied," Wang Hu glanced at Yao Ping, who was choking softly beside him, took out a cigarette and lit it slowly.

Yao Ping wiped away the tears that were almost overflowing from his eyes with his sleeves, and revealed a very happy smile, "Brother Hu, Xiaojuan is in the Spirit of Heaven, she will be very happy to see it,"

"Don't be lyrical, please report back to the club, we still have a lot to do, and I don't know what the situation is with Brother Mang now.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Wang Hu picked up the red ink blowing arrow shelved on the soil **** and stood up, and looked at the Shishui Villa in the direction of the city center.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, I just want to know where is Shishui's money and treasure?!"

Wang Mang sat on a chair in the middle of the villa hall,

The Molong Spear with the small arm thickness in his hand slammed into the ground, and suddenly the original smooth tiles were pierced into a shallow pit, and even the tiles on the sides of the pit were covered with broken spider patterns.

"Don't expect us to betray Brother Shui. When Brother Shui comes back, it will be your death date."

A Tier 1 ability person with twisted legs and full of blood, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, looking at Wang Mang stubbornly and angrily.

Wang Mang glanced at this stubborn supernatural power with a smile, and then at the other kneeling people beside him, all looking at himself with a stubborn and unrestrained expression.

"Don't tell me? Okay! I still wanted to let you go, but it looks like it's really painful for you to taste."

"Plap!" A clear and sweet finger snap,

The originally thick Molong Spear instantly became the size of an embroidery needle, and a burst of black and lonely fire suddenly leaped from Wang Mang’s palm.

The mini-like Molong Spear is like a flexible bird, flying into the dark flames,

After being burned by the flames for a few minutes, the Molong Spear passed through the bodies of more than ten people kneeling in the hall like a tiny lightning bolt.

In a second, he returned to Wang Mang’s palm and restored its original shape.