God Level Demon

Xiaping?!

Upon hearing this sentence, Zhou Tai 'an, who was overwhelmed and panicked, or Zhou Tai 'an, who had already been beaten to the heart, was shocked by Zhou Ding, who barely survived, thanks to the strength of the samurai's Nine Heavens.

They didn't even think that Xiaping, who had been caught by his own men and had become disabled, would suddenly appear in his own home and even kill them.

“Impossible. ”

Zhou Ding roared: “Didn't you already get caught by those people in Chen Dong, your legs were broken and you became disabled? Why are you still here? And how the hell did you get into Jungde? ”

He couldn't believe it, he tried so hard to keep his eyes open, but he couldn't find the figure of Xiaping. There didn't seem to be a shadow of Xiaping in the entire living room, except for the sound, as if there was no such thing as a world.

As a gangster, he has never seen anything. There are countless people who have killed people. There are countless scenes he has seen, but he has never seen such a strange scene.

He can't even find the enemy. He doesn't even know how to kill him.

A deep fear spread all over his body, making him a gangster who couldn't reside in shivers.

But how could Zhou Ding know that there is also a magical Dan medicine called invisible Dan in the world, after taking it, it can be hidden from anyone for an hour.

Even the strong martial artists, even the monitors, could not detect his presence.

It is precisely because Xiaping spent a lot of hate money to exchange this Dan medicine that he could easily enter the extremely strict Zhengde neighborhood and successfully assassinate Zhou Ding.

“You mean the men in black before? They're all dead." Xiaping faintly said, his voice sounding in the living room, like a ghost, makes people chill.

Dead?

Zhou Ding is even more frightened. Chen Dong is the strong man of Wu Zhongtian. His strength and self are no different. Chen Dong alone is enough to beat Xiaping to death.

Not to mention, he sent more than a dozen elite men there to make sure he didn't lose anything, but such power couldn't kill Xiaping, but was killed instead, how is that possible?!

“How the hell did you kill them?” Zhou Ding couldn't help but ask, he couldn't figure it out. According to his investigation, this kid is the realm of the Seven Heavens of Martial Arts.

And there's no background, no backstage, but little people like that can actually kill themselves, even dive into the Jungde neighborhood, and nobody finds them.

How could this absurdity happen?!

Does this kid have a secret he doesn't know about and a backstage he doesn't know about?! Thinking about it, he felt deeply regretted that he had really kicked himself on the iron plate this time.

“You don't need to know that, because the dead don't need to know anything.” Xia Ping coldly said, without mercy, he clapped again, clapping on Zhou Ding.

With a bang, Zhou Ding's eyes widened and his body fell to the ground. He was already dead.

A generation of gangsters, just like that, were killed in their villas.

“This, this!” Zhou Tai 'an was shaking all over himself, and when he saw his father die in front of him, he was terrified that he could not move, because Xiaping had even killed his own father, and there was nothing else he would dare to kill.

The next one must be yourself.

But what made Zhou Tai 'an most afraid was that the other party was invisible. He had no idea where Xia Ping was hiding, stayed outside, or stood beside himself and looked at himself in the shadows.

Even if you want to run, you don't know in which direction.

“Xiaping, I was wrong, really wrong. ”

Poof Tong, Zhou Tai 'an immediately knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: “Give me a break this time, as long as you can spare me this time, I can make you a cow and a horse for you all my life. ”

He abandoned all dignity in order to live, even on his knees to his enemies.

“Give you a break? If I spare you, who will spare me?” Xiaping's voice is cold, like a cold stream of ice and snow, and his blood freezes.

Located, if Xiaping is in the downwind, caught by this week's father and son, severely tortured, broken legs, become a cripple. Then he begged for forgiveness, hoping that they would forgive him. Will they forgive him?

Obviously not!

According to the cruel means of these two fathers and sons, instead, they would be proud of each other, doubly humiliating themselves, and not torturing him to death would stop him.

“You and I have a contradiction, you can hit me, you can humiliate me, you can make everything work. Even if you killed me for it, I have no regrets, which proves that I am just such a man. ”

“But you shouldn't have sent someone to deal with my parents, hurt them, and want to crush them. ”

“With this, you will die! ”

With a blast, Xia Ping raised his palm in vain. The opposite hand was a slap, as if a wave of tremors had risen.

“No, no, no!!!” Zhou Tai 'an was terrified and panicked. He tried to escape, but it was too late.

He and Xiaping were just a meter away, and kneeling on his knees, coupled with Xiaping's speed, it was like a snake. Such a distance, such speed, how could he hide?

Boom!

The slap slapped heavenly on Zhou Tai 'an's heavenly lid, ten thousand kilograms burst, instantly his heavenly lid broke, like glass, and seven holes all shed a lot of blood.

“Uh-huh ~ ~” Zhou Tai 'an opened his eyes and revealed fear, unwillingness and regret. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but could not say anything.

He deeply regretted it. If he had known that Xiaping was such a horrible person, he would not have gone to any trouble to kill him. Unfortunately, it was too late to know everything.

With a bang, his body fell to the ground, making a noise, and the blood ticking and ticking flowed on the ground.

The two fathers and sons of Zhou are dead!

Xia Ping looked faintly at the two bodies on the ground, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. If he did not kill them, he would surely be bitten to death by them and would even involve his parents.

If he was given another chance, he would do it again, without even waiting for Zhou's father and son to do it, and the danger would simply be extinguished without any mercy from his men.

“What is this thing? ”

Xiaping's eyes flashed and he suddenly saw over the white smooth wall in the living room, which seemed to have a high-end fingerprint lock.

“Is there something in there that's locked in with this lock? ”

He walked past.