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Tang Qing almost laughed after hearing the best joke.

"What did you just say? Want us to compensate you for your loss?" A young man looked at him, making sure that he heard him wrong.

"You heard that right." Ye Zichuan leaned forward: "I said I want you to compensate for my loss, several people, let's take a stand."

The hidden weapon that was as thin as a cicada's wings was on Tang Qing's neck, and he could even feel the chill from the hidden weapon.

But even if his life is under the control of others, he still sneered: "Boy, you are crazy about gains and losses, do you know who you are talking to?"

Ye Zichuan glanced at him lightly, and Tang Qing's face suddenly changed.

The hidden weapon was attached to his neck, the sharp blade cut through his skin, and a ray of bright blood lay down, shocking.

When the other people saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly.

Did Ye Zichuan dare to kill people in the heaven and earth?

"For the sake of Song Yuxuan's face, I won't do anything here." Ye Zichuan said lightly: "But you shouldn't put up a score in front of me. To kill you is no different from trampling on a few ants."

"what did you say?"

The faces of several people changed at the same time.

Behind them represent several big families in Sichuan Province. If they stomped their feet, the entire southern part of China would have an earthquake.

And their ability to be sent by the family to help Qingcheng Mountain deal with this matter is enough to show their status in the family.

Is the leader of the younger generation.

But now, Ye Zichuan regards them as ants?

What kind of irony and contempt is this?

When have they been so despised?

Tang Qing sneered: "Boy, you think you are very good now. Do you think that you have earned hundreds of millions in one night as a person, or do you think that you are a mutant and are above everyone else?"

"You are too arrogant. The world is very big. I don’t know how many people are stronger than you. There are even more money than you. If it weren’t for your medicinal materials, you’re a small pharmacy. Will it be in the eyes?"

"I advise you to be acquainted and don't kill yourself."

Ye Zichuan sighed: "Why is there always someone like you who will die if you don't pretend to be in this world?"

Raising his head, his eyes had turned blood.

As if he had been soaked in blood, the bright red gleamed with a strange light, and the patterns on his eyes were even more bizarre. Tang Qing fell into ruin after just one glance.

It seems to be in hell.

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In a short second from the outside world, decades or hundreds of years have passed in the world of illusion.

Tang Qing saw that he was nailed to the huge iron nail, and Ye Zichuan was standing in front of him, holding a knife, and stabbing him into his body one by one.

"132, 133, 134..."

Ye Zichuan's face was expressionless, like a robot, repeating this action, still counting.

One day, two days... one year, two years...

Tang Qing felt that this place was ten thousand times more terrifying than hell. He couldn't die if he wanted to die. The pain was no different from the real one. His spirit collapsed time and time again. After suffering from this horrible torture, he couldn't die. .

Outside, everyone looked at Tang Qing with inexplicable expressions, so they didn't even know what happened.

At this moment, Tang Qing's body twitched, his eyes rolled white, saliva constantly streaming out of his mouth, his expression distorted, as if he had suffered great pain.

"what have you done?"

The only middle-aged man looked at Ye Zichuan with an extremely solemn expression.

Ye Zichuan's eyes have returned to normal, and he faintly said: "I am separated from him by a table, what do you think I did?"

Others looked at him and knew that he did it, but they couldn't find any evidence.

The only evidence is that Ye Zichuan's eyes seemed to have changed just now.

At this moment, Ye Zichuan became extremely evil in their eyes, strangely scary.

"I have already talked about compensation today. What to do later depends on your sincerity. My pharmacy has suffered a huge loss this time. I hope that the compensation from several people will satisfy me." Ye Zichuan stood up. .

"What if you are not satisfied?" the only woman said.

Ye Zichuan looked at her, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "If I am not satisfied, I can only ask for it in person. When the time comes, it will not be equal compensation, but ten times, hundred times!"

"Goodbye."

After speaking, Ye Zichuan waved his hand and left incomparably cool.

After he left, in the box, several people looked at Tang Qing with solemn expressions.

"Send him to the hospital first."

Ten minutes later, the ambulance rushed to heaven and earth, and Tang Qing was taken to the hospital.

Song Yuxuan watched him get into the ambulance all the way, her face was inexplicable, she didn't know what happened, how well a young master of the Tang family would become like this.

"I am a little jealous now." The middle-aged man said.

"What are you afraid of, Ye Zichuan?" The remaining young man turned his head and sneered: "It's just a hairy boy, without power and power, what's to be afraid of?"

"Just rely on Lin Yuyao behind him? That woman has some tricks, but what is she in front of Qingcheng Mountain?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him: "If you are replaced, can you get to this level in a few months with nothing?"

The young man's face turned dark: "What do you mean? Isn't it just relying on Lin Yuyao, what can he do?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, too lazy to say anything to him.

The beautiful woman opened her mouth at this time: "Everyone should think about the next thing. He asked us to introduce people from Qingcheng Mountain, and he also asked us to compensate his pharmacy. What do you plan to do?"

"How to do it?" The young man sneered, "Naturally let the people of Qingcheng Mountain come down and kill him by hand. He thinks he is a mutant, so he's pretty awesome. In Qingcheng Mountain's eyes, what kind of stuff is he?"

"As for compensation, he is even dreaming. I still want to know how to cultivate medicinal materials from him!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "I'm leaving now."

He really didn't want to stay with such a brainless person, and felt that his IQ would also be lowered.

But at this moment, sudden changes occurred!

Whoosh!

There was a sharp piercing sound, and a blood hole appeared on the young man's forehead, his expression solidified on his face, and his mouth opened. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it anymore.

His pupils gradually dilated, and then fell backward weakly, hitting the ground with a bang.

The woman's face was pale at this moment, and she was cold from head to toe.

The middle-aged man who had just walked out a few steps also changed his face greatly, and was no longer calm.

This is naturally Ye Zichuan's masterpiece. Others are already a kilometer away, but they control a nail that penetrates the young man's head.

Now he has not so much scruples.

Whoever makes him unhappy, he kills whoever!