500: C500 The Villain Die of Talking too Much

C500 The Villain Die of Talking too Much

When Mu Qingyu was happy.

Scar Face, on the other hand, had a bitter expression as he dialed Tang Liang's number: "Young Master Tang, your orders have been completed. Do you want to come over and inspect the goods?"

"Sure, where are you?" Tang Liang was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"In the alley behind the school."

Scarface said with a sinking tone, "Remember to bring some money."

Tang Liang coldly harrumphed, "I don't need you to remind me. I won't owe you that much money."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and happily poured himself a glass of red wine. Looking at the rippling red wine in the bottle, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Make me my enemy."

"This is the end."

"I don't even need to act on my own to make people serve me. You will never be able to recover."

After drinking the red wine in one gulp, he left the house. He drove to the alley behind the school. He had a lot of things he wanted to say to Lin Tian personally.

Say it in front of him.

"I want you to understand, you're just a loser. What's the difference between you and me?"

"From today onwards, I will make you sit on a wheelchair and watch me and Mu Qingyu become a pair."

He tidied his hair and revealed a cold and disdainful smile as he walked into the alley.

At this moment.

In the small alley, the scar-faced man was playing with the knife in his hand with a bitter expression on his face. The current him was incomparably regretful. Ever since he saw Lin Tian's terrifying strength last night.

He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

Could a person possessing such terrifying power be an ordinary person?

At the same time of regret, he also hated Tang Liang to death. If it wasn't for Tang Liang, he would never have provoked Lin Tian in his entire life.

Now.

He was going to be in this alley.

If he didn't succeed in killing Tang Liang this time, then the one who would die would be the scar-faced man. But at this moment, he was not flustered at all, because this was not the first time he had killed someone.

More than five people had died at his hands.

At this moment.

Tang Liang walked in from the outside with a black suitcase in his hand.

"Where's Lin Tian?" Tang Liang spoke with a tone that naturally carried a sense of pride. It was as casual as going home to get something.

The Knifescar fellow hid his knife behind his back and slowly walked over to Tang Liang. He sized him up and asked, "Where is the money I want?" If I don't see the money, I won't let you see the people. "

"Tsk."

Tang Liang coldly laughed and disdainfully said, "Am I the type of person that needs money?"

He held the box in front of him and slowly opened it. While Tang Liang was concentrating on opening the box, the Knifescar fellow slowly raised his knife.2

The blade suddenly slashed down.

A cold light illuminated the alleyway.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

The money was scattered all over the floor. This knife didn't stab into Tang Liang's body because, at the crucial moment, Tang Liang raised his head and saw the knife suddenly stab down.

He subconsciously picked up the box.

A thick layer of money blocked this saber for him.

Even so, the strength of the scarred face wasn't something that Tang Liang could block. Tang Liang was knocked back with a knife as he sat on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Tang Liang's face was deathly pale and his eyes were filled with fear.

Where was the arrogance that she had just displayed?

The scar-faced man threw the box to the side. Then, he coldly looked at Tang Liang and slowly said: "If you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have."

"That person wanted me to kill you, or else he would have killed me."

"So, go to hell."

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