Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

The more Dad Su thought about it, the more anxious he became. He gasped for breath and kept urging: "Daughter, don't worry about Dad."

"Cough cough, Dad... Dad is already an old man, and he won't be able to accompany you for long. In the future... you will take care of yourself in the future."

"Hmph, since they're all here, then stay and don't leave."

Long Yuanyuan's father chased after him with someone.

When he thought of his best son lying there like a cripple now, he couldn't restrain the hatred in his heart.

Su Qiao's anger was stronger than his, her eyes were cold: "How dare you hurt my dad!"

She swore to protect Dad Su well.

But now, they were hurt like this.

Su Qiao's whole body was filled with a strong murderous aura: "You are all going to die today!"

"Cough cough me... I fought with you."

Papa Su was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He wanted to push his daughter out of the basement, and he was about to rush to Father Long while coughing.

Li Hanzheng grabbed his arm and teleported him outside in the blink of an eye: "If you die, she will be sad."

Without any worries, Su Qiao no longer hesitated, pulled out the soft sword from his waist, took a breath, and rushed towards Father Long and others with murderous intent.

In that posture, there is a lot of gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

Mental ability, coupled with superb light skills and swordsmanship, the opponent was quickly slaughtered except for a few ninth-level ability users.

At this time, they also fought from the basement to the training ground outside.

Li Hanzheng settled Papa Su as quickly as possible, and returned as quickly as possible.

At that time, Su Qiao was already red-eyed.

Except for three or four ninth-level power users, all the abilities of the Long family and the Su family were killed.

With the addition of Li Hanzheng, it was only a few back and forth, and the last remaining ninth-level ability users also fell down silently.

Before dying, they all regretted that their bowels were green.

You really shouldn't be greedy for the benefits of the Long family and go against the two big devils, Su Qiao and Li Hanzheng.

However, it was too late to regret.

In the entire Long family, in the end, apart from some servants who escaped, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, only Long Yuanyuan, who was injured in the sea of ​​​​knowledge and slumped on the ground.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Su Yunyan was relieved at this time.

But looking at the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground, and looking at Su Qiao who was standing there like a killer with blood on her light blue sweater, she was really scared.

Kneeling in front of Su Qiao and began to cry and beg:

"Su Qiao, I'm your cousin, I beg you, spare my life! I won't dare to provoke you anymore, I won't dare to provoke you again, please forgive me!"

Su Qiao lowered her head and stared at her coldly: "Did you hit my dad's injury?"

There was a trace of fear in Su Yunyan's eyes, and she hurriedly shook her head in denial: "No! It wasn't me, it wasn't me who hit him."

"Trust me, I really didn't hit it."

Su Qiao took a step back and avoided her dirty hands: "Hmph, it wasn't you, it was you who ordered it."

Even if Long Fangyuan captured Dad Su, he wouldn't torture him like that.

Only Su Yunyan, a vicious woman, would vent her anger against him.

Thinking of Papa Su who was injured all over, Su Qiao wanted to crush the woman in front of her to death immediately.

With a 'click', there was a sharp pain in the left leg.

However, before Su Yunyan could scream in agony, her left eye made a 'puff' as if it had been punctured by something.

The pain in the sky almost instantly drowned her.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

The miserable screams of pain resounded throughout Yunxiao, echoing in the martial arts field for a long time.

Long Yuyuan, who was sitting weakly on the ground, shook his body, revealing a trace of deep fear.

Su Qiao moved her wrist and skillfully retracted the silver needle:

"Hmph, you broke one of his arms and left him covered in injuries. I'll break one of your legs and take one of your eyes, shouldn't it be too much?"

Die, it's too cheap for her.

One more chapter at 8:30pm.

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Highlights:

Thank you to the babies who have been voting for me. Although I am a little restrained and rarely speak out, I have been watching you silently.

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I usually just smile and don't answer.

Whether it's worth it or not, only we know.

Not all efforts will have equal returns.

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The word "persistence" is really important.