Close Mad Son-in-law

The middle-aged man shot.

The right hand that contained vigorous power came out suddenly.

Like a snake and giant python, like a dragon and a phoenix!

With the momentum of thunder, attacked Mr.'s back!

This evening, Ye Lao and the middle-aged people have been preparing for a long time.

In the past ten years, the middle-aged people have done nothing and worked hard to sharpen their martial arts, just waiting for the arrival of tonight!

If there is a violent wind, it will come.

In contrast, Ye Lao. But he held up a cup of tea blankly.

He needs to fill in the causes that were made in the past.

He did not allow anyone to shake the foundation of Ye Mansion, let alone threaten the order of Pearl City.

He is the business card of this city, he has the responsibility and obligation to guard it!

Can face a middle-aged person coming from behind.

The husband just turned around slowly. A touch of indifference flashed across the handsome and gloomy face.

Then he raised his right hand.

As if picking vegetables, it detained the middle-aged man's ready blow!

Snapped!

The middle-aged man was caught by the wrist.

His expression changed slightly, and he was about to break free. However, he found that his entire hand was paralyzed, and a chilly breath quickly spread to the whole body.

"Your name is Yanzhou. It was collected by Ye Zhenglong twelve years ago. You are hiding in Ye Mansion."

The gentleman opened his thin lips slightly, and said: "In the past ten years, you have been obsessed with martial arts. Ye Zhenglong has also invited several strong men to mention you. In terms of strength, you are no weaker than Duan Laowu. It is a pity that you are too late to get started. Weak. At best, it's a master."

Click!

The husband turned his wrist and took off one of Yanzhou's arms on the spot.

Ten years of dormancy, Yanzhou has a tough heart. Even if he was seen through by the husband, his expression remained stern.

The pain of the broken arm did not disturb his mind.

Huh!

Yanzhou took a breath, and his other arm stretched up like a pillar of iron. Directly hit Mr.'s head.

This trick, he has been tempered.

Even if it is a big tree in the sky, it can be shaken by him and its leaves are flying.

What's more, a mere head?

But he was twisted. Mr. has already foreseen in advance.

boom!

Yanzhou's attack was easily stopped by her husband. The elbows were also as numb as an electric shock.

His expression changed abruptly, and he was about to break free and retreat. But the whole arm seemed to be pulled by a huge force. The shoulder blades are as severe as being torn apart.

With a squeak.

The husband raised his right leg and kicked seemingly lightly. Middle of Yanzhou's chest and abdomen.

boom!

Like a heavy hammer, crashing on Yanzhou's body.

Flop!

Blood spurts wildly. In a blink of an eye, Yanzhou's arms were scrapped, and his body flew upside down like a broken kite. It banged on the wall.

See this scene.

Ye Lao's face changed slightly. No matter how firm your mind is, you can't help it at this moment.

The dark chess he had cultivated for ten years was defeated in the blink of an eye like the autumn wind swept away the leaves.

He couldn't imagine how powerful this Ye Zhong was. In order to achieve today's achievements, how much blood and sweat has been paid.

So what kind of perseverance does he rely on so far?

"Leaving Mingzhu that night. I was listed as the most wanted criminal."

The husband coughed twice and turned around slowly. His eyes fell on Ye Lao's face again.

At the door of the room, another black figure appeared at some point.

Lao Ye didn't even know when this dark shadow appeared. How did you get into the house. He only saw it, and the shadow slowly approached Yanzhou. Poke out a hand.

The sharp fingers landed on Yanzhou's neck.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow crushed Yanzhou's neck.

Ye Lao cultivated a chess piece for ten years, and died on the spot.

"I know. I will survive in another way. This is a difficult path. But I must go down. For my son."

On the gentle face of the gentleman, a strange color appeared: "In order to practice martial arts, my bones were remodeled. The pain is no less than breaking my leg and reconnecting it. I am older and have no basic skills. So I have to pay more. Ordinary people can only catch up with others with ten times a hundred times more effort."

"I used to be in the snowy area and had close contact with the **** of death. I was also bloodthirsty and tempered the heart of immortality. I don't distinguish between day and night, just to forge the heart of martial arts."

"In the past 21 years, I have never slackened in a day. Several times, my body was overloaded and almost paralyzed."

The husband coughed slightly and pursed his lips: "Yanzhou is not my opponent, it's not difficult to understand. So you don't have to regret it."

Old Ye was silent.

Yanzhou worked hard for ten years. Also accompanied him for ten years.

Even if you have a dog, you will have feelings for ten years.

He watched the last trip to Yanzhou. Slowly said: "Next, what are you going to do?"

"You want to kill me."

The gentleman's eyes were cold, and he said without emotion: "Naturally, I won't let you go."

Ye Lao was not surprised.

From Yanzhou appeared and shot, what the husband said can be judged.

As long as Ye Lao makes a move, Mr. will fight back!

And there is no burden, no more moral checks and balances!

Ye Lao had no expression on his face, staring at Mr. with cold eyes.

"The decision that year was made by me alone. It has nothing to do with Ye Mansion. It has nothing to do with Pearl City." Ye Lao said indifferently. "After I die. You have no reason to be in trouble again."

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Mr. asked rhetorically.

Ye Lao said nothing. Mr. Leng Chengshi.

"I am not a person who lives under an ivory tower. I am not a good student who only reads sage books." The gentleman said slowly. "That year, you forced me to kill my wife and kill her all over the world. I took my son to flee all over the world. I ate and drank snow, and worked with thugs. Morality is the most useless in the way of survival."

"And now." Mr.'s body leaned forward slightly.

A cold air that made people fall into the abyss penetrated Ye Lao's heart and lungs: "But you want to reason with me?"

Ye Lao was speechless.

The gentleman's pressing step by step made him unable to fight back.

He made a mistake.

Forged Mr. bloodthirsty, violent, and inhumane!

Moreover, Ye Lao couldn't refute it at all.

Reasonable?

The bottom line of ethics?

No one can ask the current husband to have these qualities.

He has a conscience.

He didn't, it's justified!

"You said." Mr. said lightly. "Aren't you going too far? You really shouldn't have such high demands on me. I can't do it either."

Old Ye sighed.

He cultivated a demon by himself.

A frenzied lunatic!

"It's over."

The husband slowly put out a hand.

Across the coffee table, he reached out to Ye Lao's throat.

His hands are kept ~www.wuxiahere.com~ slender and beautiful. Although it still inevitably gave birth to a thin cocoon. But because of long-term wearing special gloves. It's not as rough as Chu Yun.

Four fingers pinched Ye Lao's throat.

Grunt.

Ye Lao swallowed.

He didn't panic, he had expected this day.

He just stared into the eyes of the husband. As if to see through the depths of his soul!

Bang bang!

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly sounded!

A doubtful voice came.

"Grandpa. Are you there?"

It was Professor Ye's voice: "Can I come in?"