The three men fought for dozens of moves. The warehouse was shaking and dust kept falling from above, which was very choking.

"Heaven's wrath bloodbath!" Qin Wushuang launched a big move, and the sword energy illuminated half of the warehouse in a crimson color, domineering and unparalleled.

"Peace the world!"

"The world is still uncertain!"

The two men were unwilling to be outdone and both launched their strongest attacks.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The explosions continued one after another, and with a strange sound, the warehouse that had been in disrepair for many years collapsed.

Qin Wushuang leaped forward, pierced through the roof and flew out.

Qi Xiangwang and the other man also arrived outside safely, but they were a little dusty.

"Qin Wushuang, wow..." Situ Mo didn't finish his sentence before he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and half-knelt on the ground.

Qi Xiangwang was not in a much better condition. Although he didn't spit blood, blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Do you two have anything else to say?" Qin Wushuang said lightly.

"Qin Wushuang, I have a favor to ask of you." Qi Xiangwang was weak and out of breath, his voice no longer as resonant as before. "After today, our grudges are over."

"The Qi family will no longer be your enemy. We will keep our distance."

"Funny?" Qin Wushuang snorted. "I don't understand what you're talking about. Now that we know about non-aggression, what were you doing before?"

"If I lose today, will you stop and spare my life?"

A fatal question.

Qi looked at each other speechless.

Qin Wushuang smiled, "I guess you don't know how to do that, right?"

"I can make the decision. From now on, the Qi family will be your vassal family. You can order the Qi family to do anything. I only ask you to leave a bloodline for the Qi family." Qi Xiangwang showed his utmost sincerity, also to find a way out for the family.

"I'm not that bold. An enemy is always an enemy. I may agree on the surface, but I'm planting a seed of hatred deep in my heart."

"When the day comes when I am seriously injured and in imminent danger, the Qi family will be like a sharp knife stabbing into my heart."

"Raising a tiger to harm yourself is absolutely not a good idea." Qin Wushuang was clear-headed and had a clear mind. He would not harm himself for the sake of a little profit in front of him.

"Therefore, the Qi family must perish."

"Is there really no other way? You...you put forward conditions." Qi Xiangwang said this with all his strength.

"I don't have the conditions, and I don't need the Qi family." Qin Wushuang blocked all his escape routes, not giving the other party any hope.

"I understand." Qi Xiangwang coughed violently, and blood gushed out, forming a line that dripped all over his chest.

He was out of breath, his eyes widened, his face flushed, and his neck thickened. Suddenly, everything went black and he fell down, his life or death unknown.

At least he wasn't a threat anymore.

"Master Situ, what about you?" Qin Wushuang gave them a chance to say their last words.

Remember it's my last words.

The last few words in this world.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing to say if I lose." Situ Mo is not a cunning person and doesn't say much.

If he didn't owe someone a great favor, he wouldn't get involved in the feud between the two parties.

From some of his words, we can tell that Situ Mo is a gentleman who behaves properly.

Unfortunately, it is not up to us at all.

What you owe must be repaid.

If you win by chance, you still have twenty or thirty years to live. If you lose, everything will be gone, but you will still live twenty more years. No matter how you look at it, it's not a loss.

People should be open-minded and not be too stubborn. Only in this way can they be broad-minded, live happily and die freely.

Life is just a few decades long, how can we enjoy ourselves enough?

"Then go ahead." Qin Wushuang was in a trance for a moment, and a shadow passed by Situ Mo in the blink of an eye.

A human head rolled down, with blood spurting out of the neck, more beautiful than a big flower.

Then he looked at Qi Xiangwang on the ground, and a silver needle shot out, hitting him right in the middle of his eyebrows.

No matter how tough Qi Xiangwang's life is, he cannot be resurrected.

In the three-way competition, Qin Wushuang injured two of them with his Heavenly Wrath Bloodbath move.

Even though the injuries don't appear serious on the outside, the body has reached its limit and has lost its fighting ability.

This is the first of the Nine Styles of Heaven's Wrath, and there are eight more styles to follow.

If you can't even handle the first move, what the hell?

It's just a piece of shit.

Of course, according to Qin Wushuang's current skills, he is not able to fully master the Nine Styles of Heaven's Wrath. He is not strong enough and cannot use it.

But the first three moves were easy and effortless.

"It's your turn now." Qin Wushuang cast his gaze towards the remaining 200 warriors of the Qi family with a warm smile that looked so eerie in the dark night.

"Damn it, let's fight him. We all have one head on our shoulders, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"We can die in battle, but we can't die of fear. Eighteen years later, we'll still be heroes. Don't you agree, brothers?"

"Swoosh!" A silver needle accurately pierced the forehead of the person who made the threat, went through it all the way, and flew out from the back of his head.

I was very emotional and stirring up trouble just now, but now the first one is gone.

Qin Wushuang raised his sword and attacked, not giving them any more time to live.

Old Master Qi paced back and forth at home, round and round, time and time again, and couldn't stop at all.

He estimated that if his second brother could take on two people, and with the help of Master Situ, it should be no problem for them to capture Qin Wushuang.

What about the remaining three hundred Qi Family warriors? All the elites had gone out, leaving only twenty or thirty left at home.

There is no reason why we can't win.

But I just feel uneasy and can't calm down.

"Dad, stop turning around. I'm feeling dizzy." Qi Dongqiang said after taking a sip of tea.

"My left eyelid keeps twitching." Old Master Qi was worried.

"Don't be superstitious. Everyone has twitching eyelids."

"That's right." Mr. Qi finally sat down and looked at his pocket watch again. "It should be about time. I'll call in half an hour or send someone over to check it out."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll come back naturally after I finish my work." Qi Dongqiang said impatiently, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Dongqiang, call Sanlei back after tonight. This child has suffered misfortune, and we can't let him suffer outside anymore." Grandpa Qi is concerned about his grandson. The child he has seen grow up since he was a child is still his offspring even if he has lost his masculine function.

It is still possible to guarantee a good life for my grandson.

"Thank you, Dad."

"We're family, so we shouldn't talk behind each other's backs. Originally, San Lei had the right to compete for the position of the head of the family. But since he can't have more children, it's impossible for him to take over the Qi family."

"Dongqiang, don't be sad." Old Master Qi comforted him.

"Dad, I know." Qi Dongqiang felt bad. Who could be happy when his family line was cut off?

"I heard that you have been taking tonics recently?" Old Master Qi asked blindly after hearing something.

"yes."

"Don't push your daughter-in-law too hard since she's old."

"Dad, I'm planning to have another child."

Is it better to open a new account when your main account is no longer valid? Trying to have another son?

Is the idiom "having a child in old age" imposed on yourself?

"There are certain risks for older mothers, but if you want it, Dad will support you without saying a word." Grandpa Qi patted his son's shoulder.