Billionaire God of War

"I have to take you away."

Mr. Lang sighed. A little at his feet, he swept out. On the surface of the water, he walked on the ground and went directly to the copper coffin.

He looked down at the people in it, with gentle eyes. "Don't be afraid, we'll meet soon."

In the distance, there were already footsteps.

Mr. Lang looked back and could see the figures of several people in Jiangning.

He didn't plan to fight Jiangning head-on. It's not time yet.

He reached out and picked up the man in the copper coffin. His figure flashed and disappeared.

Crash -

as soon as Mr. Lang left the water, the bronze coffin seemed to have lost its bearing power. It fell down in an instant and fell back under the water again, splashing with huge water.

The lake was surging and rolling away, pounding the shore.

Jiangning several people ran over, but it was too late.

"He ran away."

Jiangning narrowed his eyes. Mr. Lang just held a person in his hand?

They all saw the copper coffin and saw it fall to the bottom of the lake, which surprised them.

"This is Mr. Lang's hiding place?"

Liuchuan road looked around, and there was nothing else except the humble thatched cottage.

How can one live in such a place?

"He should be guarding something."

Listen to elder Feng go to the lake, reach out and touch the water, "boiling hot."

Is the lake hot?

Listen to elder Feng and Liuchuan Road look at each other, they all see the shock from each other's eyes.

What on earth is this so strange?

What's the reason why Mr. Lang tried his best to block anyone from entering with grey fog?

As if this is the biggest fog, let a person see not true.

The two men turned to Jiangning at the same time, but Jiangning did not speak.

He went straight to the thatched cottage and gently opened the door. It was very simple. There was nothing but a simple bed and a table.

Even if you are an ascetic, I'm afraid that's the way of life.

He went to the table and looked in the mirror with no expression on his face.

Jiangning's face is reflected in the mirror.

This kind of bronze mirror is not so clear. It can only vaguely see itself. Jiangning saw a drawer, stretched out his hand to open it, and put a pile of human skin masks in it.

His face changed slightly.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Chuandao, who followed in, could not help asking when he saw Jiangning's face changed.

"It's all human skin masks."

Jiangning voice, full of anger, "is from the face, alive pick down!"

Smell speech, Liuchuan road with listen to wind elder can't help but body a shock, live person's face?

Is Mr. Lang crazy!

Is he so cruel that he takes off these human skins from the faces of living people and uses them in his disguise?

"I'm afraid that's the face of those disciples of the sect."

Jiangning took a deep breath, "this son of a bitch, it's so cruel!"

When people still have breath, how painful and cruel it is to take off people's skin?

"What does he want to do?"

Listen to elder Feng.

His voice was a little shaky, more angry.

Until now, he didn't know what Mr. Lang wanted to do or what his purpose was.

Jiangning shook his head: "I don't know."

He didn't know what Mr. Lang wanted to do.

Who is in the copper coffin?

It's all like a fan.

"If you want to know, I'm afraid you have to wait for Mr. Lang to do it again."

Liu Chuandao frowned, "but every time he does it, it's frightening."

"So we may have to prepare for him first."

Jiangning road.

He knew that Mr. Lang must have known that he had a score of Jidao boxing, and he knew that he had understood Jidao boxing!