419: C419 A Trap

C419 A Trap

If the sniper dies, so be it. This wasn't Hou Ziyu's biggest reliance to begin with. But this also made him vigilant. Those were eight snipers! They were eliminated just like that. It seemed like Yang Jingtian also had quite a few trump cards in his hands.

The more it was like this, the more Hou Ziyu felt that he couldn't let Yang Jingtian live in this world. Initially, he wanted to threaten Yang Jingtian to take out the food recipe of Fruit Kingdom, but now, he had completely lost his mood.

"Old Chen, sorry to trouble you. "

The silver-haired old man took a step forward and stood between Hou Ziyu and Yang Jingtian. It looked like a casual step, but it made the entire balcony tremble.

"Waiter, let me send you to the Western Blissful World!" The silver-haired old man suddenly threw out a punch. With a fierce punch, his fist smashed toward Yang Jingtian, who was still sitting on the chair.

Yang Jingtian kicked off the ground with both his feet. He quickly slid backwards along with the chair, easily dodging the silver-haired old man's attack. He held a wine glass in his hand and did not spill a single drop of red wine.

The silver-haired old man was shocked. Yang Jingtian's reaction speed was too fast. He originally wanted to finish the battle in one move. He had been practicing his fist all his life, and his fist had broken a tree and broken a stone. If it hit a person's body, their internal organs would definitely be shattered. However, Yang Jingtian was able to perfectly dodge it without suffering any injuries.

"So it turns out that you have some skills as well. No wonder you are so arrogant. Take another punch from me!" The silver-haired elder punched again.

Yang Jingtian took a sip of wine and twisted his body slightly. The chair under his butt seemed to have a mind of its own. With a slight twist, he circled once before dodging the silver-haired old man's attack once again.

This. . . How is this possible!

The silver-haired old man was stunned. The attack that he had used fifty percent of his strength had been easily dodged by his opponent. However, the other party's butt had never left the chair.

"I let you have two moves because you are old. Leave now, or don't blame me for being rude. " Yang Jingtian said in a flat tone.

"Bullsh * t! I don't need you to give in, I can crush you with one finger!" The silver-haired elder punched again. This time, he punched sixteen times in total.

A barrier formed by fists was formed in front of Yang Jingtian. No matter how many punches Yang Jingtian threw, there would definitely be a few punches that landed on his body.

Hou Ziyu's eyes lit up. It seemed like the outcome of the battle had been decided.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were enemies, Hou Ziyu felt that with Yang Jingtian's potential, he was definitely qualified to be his friend. But now that the two of them were on different sides, he could only let them die. He couldn't let a powerful opponent hang around in front of him all day long.

Yang Jingtian held a red wine cup in one hand and punched out towards the silver-haired old man's attack with the other.

The seemingly ordinary attack blocked all of the silver-haired old man's attacks. The silver-haired old man retreated more than ten steps and only stopped when he reached the fence. Then he looked at Yang Jingtian, who was still sitting on the chair, unharmed. He could tell who was taller and who was lower with a glance.

Hou Ziyu suddenly had a bad feeling. Once Old Chen lost. . . Then his life must be in danger! At this time, it would be impossible for him to escape. He was in the middle of a battle between the two of them.

Now, he was slightly regretful. Initially, he wanted to witness Yang Jingtian's death with his own eyes, but he didn't expect that he would end up in the middle of trouble.

The silver-haired old man shook his hand. Yang Jingtian's powerful punch had numbed both of his arms. The old man was still young, so how could he have such a powerful cultivation base?

He was already an expert who had not entered the world. After cultivating for dozens of years, he had actually lost to this young man. He was truly unwilling.

"You are not my match. Since it is not easy for you to cultivate, quickly leave!" Yang Jingtian said faintly.

"How dare you humiliate me?! I will fight you to the death today!"

Yang Jingtian wanted to curse. Damn you, I clearly don't want to lower myself to your level, but you actually think that I am humiliating you! This kind of bastard, there is no use in staying in this world! So what if his skills are high? He was still serving the evil and did not have the slightest intention of repenting.

The silver-haired old man's expression suddenly changed. He fiercely bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. After doing this, his eyes shone like two sharp swords stabbing into it. It looked very terrifying.

Seeing the silver-haired old man's action, Hou Ziyu's heart immediately calmed down. He had also heard that martial arts masters could stimulate their own potential and increase their combat strength by several times. In his heart, Yang Jingtian was not much different from the old man. However, the current situation was completely different.

"Go to hell!" The silver-haired elder roared angrily and flew up.

Yang Jingtian shook his head gently and shot the wine glass in his hand towards the silver-haired old man's fist. Then, he, who had been sitting, finally got up.

He lifted his foot and collided with the silver-haired old man's fist.

There was the sound of bones breaking. After Yang Jingtian broke the old man's arm, he kicked the silver-haired old man in the chest. The latter broke the fence and fell into the valley.1

Two seconds later, there was a sound of something hitting the ground.

The old man died!

This was impossible!

If Hou Ziyu was given a chance to shout, he would definitely shout out these words. However, he was so shocked that his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a single word.

Yang Jingtian returned to his seat and poured a glass of wine. He ignored the dumbfounded Hou Ziyu and Hou Ziyu and started drinking by himself.

"Yang Jingtian, you can't kill me!" Hou Ziyu knew that Yang Jingtian would not let him go today.

"Give me a reason. " Yang Jingtian said plainly.

"If I die, the entire Hou family will become your enemy. No matter how strong you are, we will attack you. Can you defend against ten or a hundred people?"

Yang Jingtian shook his head and said, "We can't. "

Hou Ziyu was delighted. It seemed like Yang Jingtian was scared by him. He quickly said, "As long as you let me go. We will let this matter go and pretend nothing happened. How about it? "

Yang Jingtian shook his head.

"What else do you want? Aren't you afraid of the Hou family's revenge? This way, I can give you a compensation of one billion yuan. I will give you the commercial building you want for free. If I were you, I would accept this condition immediately. "

" At this point, you're still threatening me? " Yang Jingtian shook his head disdainfully, stood up, and walked out.

Hou Ziyu was stunned. What did this mean? Yang Jingtian left just like that? Was this the rhythm of him scaring him?

But at this moment, he felt a black muzzle aimed at his head.

He turned around and saw Ye Jiangliu holding a gun.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Do you really think I will work with you? The idea I gave you was indeed to get rid of Yang Jingtian. But this idea was much easier for Yang Jingtian to get rid of you. In the next life, you must learn to be smart. Those who shouldn't go against him, don't go against him. "

" Should I draft it?! " Hou Ziyu was furious. Only now did he realize that he had been fooled by Ye Jiangliu.

Bang! There was a gunshot. Ye Jiangliu did not hesitate to shoot!

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