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Chapter 1848

"You...how could you..."

The cold sweat on the foreign old man was so scared that his forehead was like rain, flowing downwards constantly, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

Just now, Kong Xuehe was still several steps away from him, and he was observing the movements of Kong Xuehe, but how could Kong Xuehe come to him in the blink of an eye?

"I still want to play this with me?"

Kong Xuehe's playful smile on his face became stronger. He grabbed the foreign old man's wrist and tightened his strength, as if he was about to crush the bones of the old man's wrist. The old man grinned and sucked in the air conditioner.

Click—

The two smoke projectiles in the foreign old man's hand fell, and Kong Xuehe took the two smoke projectiles with his other hand, and then threw them out of the window.

After Kong Xuehe learned from Mo Hui's last lesson, he directly pinched the old man's cheek and forced the old man's mouth to open. After observing for a while, he realized that there was no poison deep in the teeth, so he felt relieved.

After he muttered a few words, the golden chain appeared out of thin air from the void again, binding the limbs of the foreign old man, causing the old man to hang in the air.

Moreover, the golden chains that tied the old man's limbs began to stretch towards all sides, looking like an ancient five horses were dismembered.

The old man screamed in pain and begged repeatedly, "Don't... stop pulling!"

Kong Xuehe snapped his fingers, and the golden chains stopped.

He walked to the old foreign man, an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked with a laugh: "Tell me! What is the purpose of your Yiren Organization coming to the Han Dynasty this time?"

"This...this..."

The foreign old man stuttered and dodged his eyes, not daring to look directly into Kong Xuehe's eyes.

"I won't say it, right? Then I'll take off your arms first!"

Kong Xuehe's voice suddenly became fierce, full of threat.

When the foreign old man heard this, his eyes were filled with panic and said in panic: "I said... this time we came to Han Kingdom to come to a team of seven to attend the Supreme Martial Arts Conference..."

Whoosh-

Just before the foreign old man finished speaking, a cyclone suddenly flew into the window, and was impartially hitting the old man's heart, killing him with one blow, and not even giving the old man any chance to breathe.

Xiao Yang immediately ran towards the window where the cyclone flew into, and looked out the window, but there was no one outside the window.

He turned around, shook his head at Kong Xuehe, and said helplessly: "It seems that he should be the old man's accomplice!"

Kong Xuehe made no sound, and with a light wave of his hand, the four golden chains disappeared out of thin air.

Plop—

The old man's body fell heavily to the ground.

"This guy said that this time the Yiren organization sent a team of seven people to the Han Kingdom, which should be for the purpose of participating in the Supreme Martial Arts Conference. It seems that something big will happen in this competition!"

Kong Xuehe said with a frown.

Xiao Yang nodded and agreed: "This competition... you must be careful!"

Kong Xuehe didn't say anything, as if he was thinking in his heart. After a long time, he spoke, "I want to go back to the Kong family to report this matter to my father!"

After saying that, he immediately walked out of the villa.

Xiao Yang walked to Yin Sumiao, took out the rag stuffed in her mouth, and said jokingly: "I saved you again this time!"

Yin Su Miao lowered her head in shame and did not make any sound. Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on the mobile phone for one second.

Xiao Yang didn't joke anymore, helped Yin Sumiao untied the hemp rope tied to her body, and said slowly: "Go downstairs! Bai Xiaosheng is waiting for you outside!"
Chapter completed!
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