It hurts so much, I can't exert any strength at all.

"You're asking for it!"

Whoosh!

Duan Tianlang immediately pulled a curved knife from his waist and slashed it toward Wang Ye's head with lightning speed.

He is indeed a master.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Without waiting for Wang Ye to respond.

puff!

A cold light flashed.

Duan Tianlang's wrist holding the knife was cut off in an instant.

The knife and the hand fell to the ground.

"You dare to hurt my young master? You have to ask my number one thug, Ye Liuli, if he agrees or not!"

Ye Liuli proudly performed a knife trick with one hand and put the scimitar into the scabbard.

In that way, he was almost saying to Wang Ye, "Master, praise me! Praise me! Look how great I am..."

Wang Ye…

What the hell???

My little brother!

How could you chop off his hand?

I can't do this to Zhen Wangye, I just want to teach my little brother a lesson, Ye Liuli, do you really need to do this?

If you cut off his hand, how can he serve me in the future?

It happened in the blink of an eye.

"You bastards! I'll kill you!!"

Duan Tianlang endured the severe pain, stepped back two steps, and drew his sword again.

puff!

Before he could react, a flying knife had already been poured into his throat.

Duan Tianlang, dead!!!

What?!

This Nima...

My lackey is gone!!!

Wang Ye's expression was stunned.

"you…"

"What's wrong, Master? I didn't kill him directly, so you think I behaved badly!"

"No...you...you...get out of here...you woman, you're so poisonous! Zimei, why did you just kill him?"

"Because he deserves to die!"

“That’s it??”

"Um!"

Wang Ye was a little bit at a loss for words...

Damn it, Sirius! My poor little brother!

You haven't even shed your blood for me, your big brother, yet, why are you dead? ? ?

Why……