Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Huang Zhonggong's mouth.

"Who has never died in life since ancient times? If you die sooner or later, you must die."

Huang Zhonggong straightened his back and said.

"When I entered this rivers and lakes, I didn't expect to be born, grow old, get sick and die. If Master Ren wants to kill him, then kill him."

Ren Woxing was not angry because of Huang Zhonggong's words.

He was very happy instead.

"Hahaha!"

Ren Woxing touched his chin and laughed.

"Okay, Huang Zhonggong, you have kindness, I like it! How about it? Are you interested in returning to my seat?"

Huang Zhonggong's strength is not low.

Together with their four friends from Meizhuang, they have always been one.

Ren Woxing now has no one under his command except Xiang Wentian.

Ren Yingying was his daughter, not one of his subordinates.

As for qufei smoke?

She is Qu Yang's granddaughter.

Martial arts are low.

And Ren Woxing didn't know about the relationship between Qu Feiyan and Huang Zhonggong.

So he didn't take Qu Feiyan seriously.

Right now, I am in urgent need of manpower.

He very much hoped that the four friends of Meizhuang could be brought under his command again.

Huang Zhonggong smiled slightly.

He shook his head.

"As the leader, the old man is old, and I don't want to be involved in disputes in the rivers and lakes."

This is a clear attitude, to refuse to let me do it.

Ren Woxing's face turned cold in an instant.

Is this a slap in the face?

He is the majestic leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, he can do whatever he wants!

He was rejected by his former subordinates?

"It seems that you are forcing me to kill you!"

Ren Woxing raised his hand and used the star-absorbing method.

Huang Zhonggong was directly attracted by Ren Woxing.

"Master Ren will kill if he wants to."

He slowly closed his eyes, resigned to his fate.

Ren Woxing smiled.

"It seems that you are really not afraid of death."

Slowly exert his strength on his hand.

Huang Zhonggong's complexion became more and more ugly.

Breathing also became somewhat difficult.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were fixed.

He's about to go.

But now is not the time.

Because he saw that there was a hint of mockery on Ren Woxing's face.

He knew that if he let me go, he didn't want to kill Huang Zhonggong.

Ren Woxing, who pinched Huang Zhonggong's neck, looked at the three black and white sons.

"What? Your elder brother is not afraid of death, and you are not afraid of death?"

Ren Woxing sneered.

He did not believe that they were not afraid of death.

Hearing this, the three of Danqingsheng knelt down.

"Religion Master, please forgive me, Religion Master, please forgive me!"

They really don't want to die.