Peng Xu's head rolled to Peng Liangchao's feet.

Peng Liangchao looked down and saw Peng Xu's wide eyes staring at him. He was so scared that he kicked Peng Xu's head aside and took a few steps backwards.

"Xiao Yang, if you do this, you are ignoring the laws of the Han Dynasty, and you can't escape it!"

"Yeah?"

Xiao Yang sneered at the corner of his mouth and asked in a cold voice.

Meirou, Tie Hand and others have rescued Bai Hao and Yao Ji from the dungeon.

Yao Ji lost too much blood due to gunshot wounds on her legs, and her face was pale and fell into a coma. Bai Hao, who had suffered a whole day and a night of inhuman torture, was dying, and she looked pitiful.

Xiao Yang's face became colder, as cold as the air would freeze when it came into contact with his face.

He stepped forward with a quick step, grabbed Peng Liangchao's throat with his hands, and then pulled Peng Liangchao out of the ground with force.

Peng Liangchao held Xiao Yang's hands tightly, pounded them, and kicked and kicked them in the air with his two feet that left the ground.

But such a huge force made it difficult for him to breathe, his face became more and more purple, and his eyes were even more protruding out.

"Xiao Yang... I won't even be a ghost... I will let you go!"

Before his death, Peng Liangchao was still saying harsh words.

"Then let's wait until you have the chance to be a ghost!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yang's hand that pinched Peng Liangchao's throat suddenly exerted force.

Puff!

A piece of flesh was torn off Peng Liangchao's neck, and blood gushed out like a stream, splattering high on the roof of the lobby.

Peng Liangchao held the missing part on his neck with both hands, but blood flowed out from his fingers like a gushing fountain.

He took a few steps backwards and suddenly fell on the Grand Master chair in the lobby where he often sat, his eyes were gone.

"Take Bai Hao and Yao Ji back to treat the wound!"

Xiao Yang threw the flesh on Peng Liangchao's neck in his hand and gave Meirou a disgust.

Then he looked at Scar and Lake Ghost, "Burn here with a torch, dry it clean!"

After talking, Xiao Yang put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the Peng family's house.

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

Meirou asked with concern.

"I have something else to do!"

Xiao Yang didn't look back, and after saying something lightly, his figure disappeared into the sky where night and dawn converged.

Shortly after Xiao Yang left, a raging fire lit up in the Peng family's house. The fire like a fire dragon illuminated half of the imperial capital. Countless people walked out of the house, stood by the street, and looked towards the Peng family.

A family that had existed in the imperial capital for hundreds of years was completely destroyed with the invasion of a fire.

As time goes by, it will not be remembered, it is like a luxurious giant ship sinking into the seabed and will eventually be covered by quicksand.

Although the Peng family will not exist again, this incident has a great impact on the imperial capital. As the inspector and governor, He Tianqing had to be ordered urgently and be fully responsible for the investigation of this matter.

However, the people in the Quicksand Organization did things neatly and did not leave any fuss. No evidence was found by the inspector Governor He Tianqing and his subordinates of the inspection bureau searching on the spot.

What's more, with the fire ignited, the bodies of everyone in the Peng family turned into ashes, and there was no valuable thing to find.
Chapter completed!