‘Bang!’ The leaves fell one after another, and a body broke the waist of the tree.

Qin Lang walked to the crow and stepped on his chest, "Tell me, how many people are there in the office?"

"Hahaha, Qin Lang, look at how desperate and painful you are now!"

The crow spat out a mouthful of blood, "Lone Wolf, can he do this to me?"

He can't do it! Qin Lang, it seems that I can't beat you by myself, but... it doesn't matter. Do you dare to kill me?"

"Do you think I dare not?"

Qin Lang exerted a little force, and the sound of his ribs sounded, and the "crack" sounded, and the crow twitched in pain.

The crow grabbed the gravel on the ground with both hands and tried to sweep it towards Qin Lang, but Qin Lang hid sideways, and then raised the crow's collar in a cold voice.

"Qin Lang, what's the ability to torture people?

If you have the ability to kill me, you will kill me! If I die, you will have no chance.

But I can tell you a message, you get closer, I'll tell you."

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows. This threat did not work for him at all, but out of concern for Yan Shuya, Qin Lang still took a few steps forward.

At this moment, the crow suddenly opened his mouth, and a cold thorn emitting tongue warm ejaculated from his mouth, cutting open the skin on Qin Lang's face.

In an instant, Qin Lang seemed to have lost his strength, took a few steps back and knelt on one knee.

"Qin Lang."

"Dragon King."

The crow picked his shoulders, and after tidied up the collar in front of him, he said to Qin Lang: "This cold thorn is not an ordinary thorn. Although it does not contain toxicity on it, it is enough to make you unable to move and be slaughtered."

"Shameless enough!"

"Shameless?"

The crow smiled, "If you are not shameless, how could you be caught?

The Yan Kingdom is worried about the country of etiquette and the country of heaven. It is this pedantic thought that has harmed you.

Otherwise, how could you, Qin Lang, be hit by the Dragon King?

Oh, of course I almost forgot, you are still worried about someone, your woman in Weiyang Group."

"You..." Qin Lang tried to stand up, but the medicine liquid on the cold thorn had already entered his body. He wanted to get up, but he was unable to stand up.

"Don't try to get up, and don't try to force, that will only make you more and more painful.

Don't you want to know where your woman is?

I can tell you, but Qin Lang... The lone wolf can't solve you. I thought you were so strong and capable, and in the end it seemed that you were just a little slippery."

The crow squatted down with a smile and patted Qin Lang's face gently, "Don't look at me with this look. Why are you now fighting me?

How do you fight with me?”

"It's time to say it."

Qin Lang gave up resisting. The more he wanted to stand up, the more the speed at which the medicine liquid flowed all over his body would be.

Ravens would rather tell the questions he wanted to ask.

Sometimes, an answer is not to ask questions, but to wait for the enemy to tell you.

Qin Lang sneered. When he was about to sit cross-legged, he saw a small bottle on the crow's neck. The medicine contained in the bottle turned a little white. In his judgment, it should be the antidote.

"Okay, let you feel at ease even if you die."

The crow nodded.

"It's right that I have my accomplices in Weiyang Group, but not one, but two."

The crow smiled slightly, "One person is crazy iron, the other is snake girl. They are all elites in the killer world. If ordinary people encounter them, they will only die!"

"This time, we spent a lot of money to come to Yan Country, to broaden our interests, and to solve obstacles.

I thought it was difficult, but I didn’t expect it to be so easy.”

After saying that, the crow glanced at the expression in Qin Lang's eyes. He found that even though Qin Lang fell into his hands, he was still as motionless as a mountain, without any panic expression.

Isn't he afraid of death?

Don't he know how powerful he is?

This made the crow a little confused.

"Qin Lang, aren't you afraid of death?

Don’t you know that you fell into my hands and that your life is controlled by me?”

The crow was in a bad mood. Qin Lang looked at him with the expression of winning, so he wanted to scold him.

"die?

What's so scary about death? Besides, it's not certain who dies in his hands."

Qin Lang said indifferently.

"You're looking for death!"

The crow pinched Qin Lang's neck, "You can't move now, what can you do to me?"

Your life is in my hands. You should feel scared and you should feel panicked!"

"Yeah?"

Qin Lang smiled.

Never felt such a shame, nor was it looked down upon.

It would be fine if Qin Lang was stronger than him. The key was that Qin Lang looked at him with disapproval and made him very angry.

As the crow's fingers were pinching, a sensation of suffocation spread, but Qin Lang did not show any pain. His afterglow fell on the bottle. He was judging whether the medicine in the bottle was an antidote.

It would be too early to say that his whole body could not move.

The only thing he can move is an arm.

"how?

Don't believe it?"

The crow slowly approached Qin Lang, and Qin Lang's eyes lit up. At this moment, he raised his hand and slapped the crow's chest. With a palm force, the crow's body immediately soared. Qin Lang grabbed the rope around his neck and pulled it hard.

The bottle fell with the air and hit the ground.

A slight sound of ‘bang~’.

A faint water vapor radiates into the air.

Qin Lang felt that his whole body seemed to be able to move. As the medicine evaporated faster, Qin Lang smiled and he bet right! "You...how do you know?"

After the crow fell to the ground, he looked at the broken bottle under Qin Lang's feet.

That was the antidote to Cold Thorn! Could it be that he would attack Qin Lang, and his accomplices would kidnap Yan Shuya, did Qin Lang know from the beginning?

However, they came to Yan Country secretly, and no one knew about it.

I can't figure it out! He was also confused! "Impossible..." The crow shook his head, Qin Lang patted his whole body, he exhaled, and picked up the broken glass bottle on the ground with a low smile, "How do you know?

That's all my guess.

I didn't expect that I guessed it right. If I want to say that my life should not be lost, or that God wants you to die, he must let you die."

"Qin Lang!"

The crow slapped the ground with both hands, and he jumped up and slammed Qin Lang's forehead.

Qin Lang avoided a punch, grabbed the crow's wrist and lifted it up. At the same time, his knee pressed against the crow's waist, indirectly locking the crow's movement, making him unable to move, and while he was able to enjoy the pain of the bones being crushed little by little.
Chapter completed!