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Chapter 137: I'm going to kill you! (2)

Niu Huayu sneered and said: "Brother Qing, let me help you deal with this kid?"

"No!" Han Qing smiled playfully, "I'll do it myself!"

Gao Qiu was caught in the middle and had nowhere to escape. After all, he had a few tricks up his sleeve, so he couldn't let others take advantage of him.

"Be careful!" Yang Zhao knew that Gao Qiu was very skilled and cunning, so he couldn't help but remind Han Qing.

But as soon as Yang Zhao finished speaking, Gao Qiu let out a muffled groan and paused in the air with the golden dagger in his hand, motionless.

And Han Qing's fist touched Gao Qiu's eyebrows at some point. Although Han Qing's fist did not touch Gao Qiu, the sharp blade of the steel sword ring had already penetrated deeply. The blade of more than ten centimeters was almost

They were all penetrated, so Gao Qiu had no chance of surviving.

One fatal move!

Yang Zhao, Hao Liandeng and Huang Yiwei all took a breath. Although they had never fought against Gao Qiu, they could feel his power from the aura that Gao Qiu usually exuded. Even the three of them,

I dare not say that I can kill Gao Qiu with one move, but this kid in front of me actually did it!

laugh!

Han Qing suddenly pulled out the steel sword ring, and a stream of blood spurted out from the blood hole between Gao Qiu's eyebrows. Gao Qiu fell into a pool of blood with a face full of unwillingness, anger, and more fear.

At this time, Gao Qiu's rescue team, that is, the army of prison guards on the small island, had arrived and surrounded Han Qing and others. Looking at the dark crowd, there were at least two to three hundred people, and they all had weapons in their hands.

A very powerful weapon.

Han Qing knew that a war was inevitable. Faced with so many enemies and such advanced weapons, he had no confidence in breaking out of the encirclement.

"Lend me your phone." Han Qing wiped the blood on his face, took the phone from Niu Huayu, and dialed Sister Meng's number.

Sister Meng was fidgeting in the bar. She originally wanted to come with Niu Huayu, but Niu Huayu didn't agree. Just now, she couldn't help but tell Lao Bai about Han Qing's accident. Lao Bai seemed to

Like crazy, he first scolded Sister Meng, and then went out. Judging from his posture, he must have gone to find Guan Yunzhi.

Sister Meng picked up the phone and saw that the call was from Niu Huayu. After the call was answered, she was so nervous that she didn't know what to say. She was worried that Niu Huayu could not save Han Qing and that something would happen to Han Qing.

"Hello? Are you Miss Li Meng?" Han Qing said with a playful smile.

"You...are you Han Qing?" Sister Meng was too nervous and her mind went blank. She sounded like Han Qing's voice, but she wasn't sure.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Han Qing. That brat is dead, and he died miserably. You will be a widow in the future, and you will be widowed at such a young age, so why not marry us instead?"

Sister Meng had already burst into tears after listening to only the first half of the sentence. Unexpectedly, the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Apart from that guy Han Qing, no one else in the world could say such nasty things. Sister Meng held back her tears and carefully

After listening to the voice on the phone, I heard a 'wow' sound and burst into tears. While crying, I cursed: "You stinky boy, why don't you die? Go and die, no one will care about you!"

Han Qing could feel Sister Meng's care and longing from her cries, and her heart warmed, but she continued to speak glibly: "Sister Meng wants to be a widow so much, then I'll just die."
Chapter completed!
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