War God's Revenge

At the moment, Zhao Haizhu's brain is buzzing, and his face is hard to see the extreme.

"If someone surnamed Zhao dares to move Yingqiu, I will fight this old bone and kill him!"

Zhao Haizhu's voice was low, almost roaring, with a strong anger and firmness in his tone.

Yingqiu is still a student.

Well, Linke, he has the heart to do it. He is a beast, not even a pig or a dog!

"Hum, old man, you'd better take care of yourself!"

The old horse snorted coldly and looked even worse.

"You only have one minute. Now, get out of here! Shaoke Lin said that for the rest of your life, you can only beg in Yucheng. I don't want to throw you out!"

While talking, his right hand brightened. Several boys came forward with poor complexion, and there was no sympathy on their faces.

Yes, just disdain and pride.

"Hum, you can't think!"

Knowing that his daughter might have an accident, Zhao Haizhu's heart has sunk to the bottom of the valley.

Even ready to die.

After all, his daughter is all he has.

If something really happened to his daughter, even if he died, he would not make Linke feel better.

"If you have the ability, you'll put me down from here. I don't believe it. Can he cover the sky with one hand?"

Zhao Haizhu bit his teeth and his eyes were red.

"Otherwise, as long as I don't die for a day, his surname Lin won't feel better."

"Really?" The smile on the old horse's face completely disappeared, replaced by endless cruelty and coldness.

"Old man, it seems that you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. Well, I'll help you today."

Then he waved his hand ferociously.

"Brothers, do it, throw me down here, and let him see today who has the final say in Yucheng."

As soon as he said this, the people around him suddenly felt cold and hurried back a few steps.

Looking at Zhao Haizhu, his eyes were full of pity, but no one dared to say a word.

After all, Zhao Haizhu offended Lao Ma, one of boss Zheng's capable generals.