"Sir, if you leave now, my previous words will still count. If..."
Bang!
A heavy slap was thrown in the face.
The speed was so fast that even Mo Laoqi, who had been in the state of concentration for thirty years, was unable to react.
He had two teeth knocked out.
“Ahem…”
Then, Wan Zhuliu grabbed his hair.
"Didn't you hear me? Bring it here!"
"Ahhh, you're looking for death!"
Mo Laoqi was stunned at first, and then became furious.
boom!
A violent force surged out of him and then pushed towards Wan Zhuliu.
Bang!
Wan Zhuliu stood there motionless, extending a hand and moving forward.
He instantly broke through the layer of protective strength and grabbed Mo Laoqi's chest.
"Where is the stuff?"
Feeling the scorching force still eroding his skin step by step, Mo Laoqi felt a chill in his heart, and his whole body was like a nail, unable to move.
After a moment, he slowly took out half of the mandarin duck jade from his arms.
Wan Zhuliu snatched it away and after examining it carefully, he discovered that the jade was solid and crystal clear. This jade pendant alone was worth a considerable amount of money.
He put it in his pocket and threw Mo Laoqi out.
Plop!
Mo Laoqi fell heavily to the ground and was about to get up when he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
The next moment...
puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down at the skin on his chest.
An extremely vivid red handprint was imprinted on it.
Wan Zhuliu ignored him and looked at Hong Youling.
"Okay, I saved you, ten thousand gold, don't forget it!"
"Thank you!"
Hong Youling took a deep breath and glanced at the Bu Gang members who were still approaching, "But it seems we are not out of danger yet!"
Hearing this, Wan Zhuliu raised his sword and smiled faintly.
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