Supreme Evil Young Master

Yang Tian stood in front of Ouyang Qingfeng's corpse. He took out a cigarette, lit it up, and took a long drag. Then he took out his phone and made a call. Do not leave any survivors... Let the butcher be the vanguard, you help... Remember, don't make any noise... "I don't want to cause any trouble in the Ouyang Family's territory …"

"Yes!" This subordinate understands! " When Wei Long received Yang Tian's order to kill, it was like he ate a stimulant and replied in a low and passionate voice.

However, the four Vietnamese men outside the villa didn't seem to know that Ouyang Qingfeng had been killed. Before Ouyang Qingfeng came here, he had told them to ignore whatever sound came from inside the villa. When the four Vietnamese men heard the strange sound coming from the villa, they thought it was Ouyang Qingfeng playing a game with the woman in the villa.

There was no moonlight tonight, and it was drizzling. The whole sky was pitch black, and no light could be seen. Outside of the lights in the house, there was no other light. The four Vietnamese were hiding in the parking lot outside the house.

The four Vietnamese bodyguards that Ouyang Haoran had left to Ouyang Qingfeng sat in the car park, quietly drinking wine. Through the car window, they watched the situation in the villa. To the Dragon Gate disciples, such protective measures simply didn't have any effect.

These Vietnamese were very strong, but they were all simple-minded men with well-developed limbs. In terms of fighting, they might be good fighters, but when it came to protecting people, they were far worse. After all, they had never been trained in various subjects by their bodyguards, so they had no idea how to better protect their masters.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit the branches of a large tree outside the villa, creating a rustling sound.

Inside the car, there were four Vietnamese sitting in the car, it would not be a problem if he could kill all four of them with his skill as a butcher. However, if he didn't want to cause a commotion, it would be very difficult, as long as one person was killed, the other three would be able to react in a very short amount of time. For martial arts, these people were no outsiders, and their martial arts skills were not weak.

After a few minutes of careful observation, the butcher discovered that when these Vietnamese were drinking, they would do the same thing, drinking your wine with their eyes closed. The butcher counted, and the Vietnamese would close their eyes, drink the wine, and then open their eyes for at least seven or eight seconds, which meant that if Yang Tian wanted to get close to the car and kill the four of them, he would only have seven or eight seconds.

Once the door was opened, there would definitely be a sound. The moment the sound was heard, the four people in the car would immediately react. At that time, it would not be easy to make a move.

So the butcher thought of a way, which was to get Wei Long and a few Dragon Hall disciples to cooperate with him, one to open the car door, with Wei Long and the butcher attacking from left to right, that was the only way, and before opening the door, they could not let the four Vietnamese inside find out, this was a little difficult, they had to have a certain speed and a steady pace to do it.

The butcher and Wei Long lightly moved around the corner of the villa and took three deep breaths. When the Vietnamese raised their wine cups again, the butcher made an offensive gesture towards Wei Long and the disciples of Dragon Hall, the fastest one was the butcher, who suddenly leaped up like a shadow, jumped on the ground, exerted his strength into his feet and jumped in the blink of an eye, and arrived in front of the carriage.

The butcher was sprawled under the carriage, waiting for the disciples of the Dragon Gate and Wei Long to arrive. One second, two seconds, three seconds …

When he opened the door, he knew that he had no time to think about it. The moment he opened the door, the white light would flash, and the throat of one of the Vietnamese near the door would be cut by the butcher. In the past, these Vietnamese had fought in hundreds of wars, and in the midst of those dangers, they had almost lost their lives several times.

'Whiz! ' The butcher did not stop. Just when he killed one, the other followed up with a sword. His movements were consistent. He killed two of them in one go without any hesitation.

Like a butcher, he had just opened the car door and stabbed out with his knife. Although he had stabbed one of the Vietnamese people in the heart, the other one had already reacted and kicked him out, sending him flying several meters away.

"Ah …" Not good... "There's an assassin here …" The Vietnamese, who had been stabbed in the heart, felt his neck go cold as soon as he said the word "killer," because he was so concerned with the danger on Wei Long's side that he forgot that the butcher had already boarded their car on the other side. It was precisely this way that the other Vietnamese, who was about to jump out of the car and kill Wei Long, was stabbed in the head with a dagger from the back of his head and died on the spot …

In less than a minute, the butcher had killed four handsome Vietnamese. After completing these actions, the butcher signaled Wei Long and carried all four bodies to the villa, including the woman and Ouyang Qingfeng. In less than a minute, the butcher had killed four handsome Vietnamese men, and after completing these actions, the butcher signaled Wei Long and carried all four bodies to the villa.

Even the disciples of the Dragon Hall, who often faced death, felt a chill down their spines as they watched the four Vietnamese get killed. Only then did they truly understand the power and speed of the butcher's machete.

They clearly remembered that from the moment they opened the car door to the moment the Vietnamese in the car was killed, only five seconds had passed, and the four Vietnamese in the car had all turned into ice-cold corpses.

After 15 minutes, Wei Long led his men to clean up the villa. Apart from Ouyang Qingfeng's body, the rest of the five corpses had all been put into the bathtub in the bathroom. They were filled with water, and the rest had been cleaned up without a single trace left behind.

Yang Tian stood at the villa's entrance and watched Wei Long and the others busy themselves. He came back to his senses, turned around and took off his plastic jacket, threw it into a barrel, poured gas over it, and threw the cigarette butt into the barrel.

After doing all this, Yang Tian brought the butcher, Wei Long and the others out of the villa. They rushed back to Fuzhou overnight.

The next morning, Ouyang Haolin rushed back to Guangshui from the capital. As soon as he got off the plane, he rushed back home. However, he didn't find his son, Ouyang Qingfeng, at home. Even the four Vietnamese were gone.

When he left, he had told Ouyang Qingfeng that he wasn't allowed to go out, but Ouyang Qingfeng still sneaked out. Ouyang Haolin was very angry, so he immediately picked up the phone and called Ouyang Qingfeng's cell phone, but every time he called, no one answered. Even the four Vietnamese calls were the same.

Ouyang Haolin's first reaction was that something must have happened to his son. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he couldn't help but frown. His intuition told him that since he left Guangshui yesterday, something must have happened.

Ouyang Haoran forced himself to calm down and thought for a moment. Then, he dialed a number.

A few minutes later, a large man wearing a black suit entered Ouyang Haolin's study room. He respectfully bowed to him and said, "Master …" You were looking for me? Is there a mission? "

"I want you to bring people to investigate the Young Master's network and find out what happened last night …" With the fastest speed possible, find out where the Young Master is? " Ouyang Haoran's voice sounded a bit impatient and impatient. It was obvious that he was very anxious. If something really happened to Ouyang Qingfeng, then that would undoubtedly be the greatest blow to him.

"Yes …" Although this burly man didn't know why Ouyang Haolin had to rush to find Ouyang Qingfeng, he could guess from Ouyang Haolin's expression that something had happened. The burly man didn't ask anything further and respectfully replied, "This subordinate will immediately do it!"

With that, the big fellow turned around and left Ouyang Haolin's study.

In Ouyang Haolin's opinion, if Yang Tian wanted to kill Ouyang Qingfeng, he wouldn't be so bold as to run to Guangshui and attack them. Moreover, there were those four Vietnamese who killed without batting an eye, so how could something happen to them under their protection?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Haoran was no longer as nervous as he was before. Ouyang Qingfeng must have gone to a woman's house to play, he definitely wouldn't encounter any danger.

But as for what exactly was wrong, he didn't know. He felt as if something was blocking his way, making it hard for him to breathe. This was a very ominous feeling. After living for dozens of years, Ouyang Haolin had never felt this way before.

He sat in his study room at home and constantly called his son. He sent people to the place where Ouyang Qingfeng often went to search for Ouyang Qingfeng, but he was disappointed because he didn't find Ouyang Qingfeng anywhere. No one said they had never seen him before …