Making Great Fortune Overnight

3"Really?" Qin Lang's expression was indifferent. Instead, he jumped into the water from the dragon's back. With a wave of his sleeve, the dragon somersaulted in the air and suddenly turned into a dragon sword. Sword Qi soared into the sky.    

    

When the sword was raised high up, Qin Lang returned to the quietness when he stepped on the boat. At this moment, everything was under his control. Qin Lang said coldly,    

    

"Zhan Wuya, do you still dare to bully my Yu?"    

    

When Zhan Wuya heard Yu's name, his expression suddenly changed drastically. His white hair scattered, and his eyes became unprecedentedly serious. He had experienced a feeling of being on the verge of death.    

    

"It's Qin Lang. He can't forget his Yu..." Qin Zhu's body trembled. She was indescribably happy and miserable in her heart.    

    

Other girls like Peng Meng, who were secretly envious of the lucky girl that they missed in such a big battle...    

    

Everyone looked at the two peerless men who were fighting for supremacy in the Yellow River. They did not know how to comment on this miracle that would not even appear in their dreams.    

    

The situation changed rapidly. Qin Lang seemed to have secured his victory.    

    

"Never would I have thought that your true qi would be so abundant. A nameless child in Huaxia is actually so powerful?"    

    

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched your Yu..."    

    

Zhan Wuya's face was pale. He was a grandmaster with a very high seniority like him. Saying such words was equivalent to admitting defeat and begging for mercy. However, Qin Lang's expression was indifferent, and he did not move at all.    

    

A long sword slashed down from the sky. At this time, Zhan Wuya's true qi had basically been depleted. Seeing this, his face turned ashen.    

    

"Run! Master! " Jack shouted from the shore with all his might.    

    

Zhan Wuya's body trembled. He was a grandmaster who dominated the world, a hero of his generation. How could he be willing to die? As long as there was life, there was no need to worry about not having any firewood to burn. In the eyes of martial artists, face was nothing!    

    

Zhan Wuya's figure retreated explosively. This was his last bit of strength, but when it erupted, it was also very shocking. It was almost as fast as the wind as it flew up from the bottom of the cliff.    

    

"Where do you think you're running to?!" There was a shout from behind, and Qin Lang also withdrew his true qi. He turned into a physical body and shot out like a cannonball, blocking in front of Zhan Wuya. Without saying a word, Zhan Wuya threw a punch at him, but Qin Lang didn't even try to dodge. He grabbed Zhan Wuya's old fist and twisted it. Zhan Wuya's arm instantly exploded like a tree. Blood and flesh flew everywhere.    

    

"No!" At the last moment of the decisive battle, Zhan Wuya's will to live was extremely strong. He gritted his teeth and broke his right hand with a snap. This was the lizard's will to live by breaking its tail.    

    

However, Qin Lang had no intention of letting Zhan Wuya go. As his arm broke, Qin Lang stepped on Zhan Wuya's chest. His strength was like a heavy truck.    

    

Puff!    

    

Zhan Wuya spurted out blood. His steel-like bones, which he had trained in the extreme north, could not withstand a single blow from Qin Lang. Like cotton floating in the wind, he gently fell into the river valley and struggled a few times in the waves of the river. After that, he was instantly torn into pieces by the Shocking Waterfall and washed away by the waves.    

    

The scene was deathly silent. No one said anything. Everyone was dumbstruck as they watched all of this.    

    

"Zhan Wuya is dead?"    

    

Someone asked in surprise.    

    

"Dead!"    

    

A warrior from Sichuan looked at the cliff and nodded solemnly.    

    

Everyone immediately looked at the young man who had jumped onto the ground. The two of them had signed a life and death contract, and Zhan Wuya had signed it a long time ago.    

    

His eyes were filled with respect, and there was no applause at all. He was even more respectful than the entire crowd.    

    

Everyone was still reminiscing about this brilliant battle. No one wanted to be the first to break this unbelievable dream.    

    

Wherever Fan Qin Lang walked over, everyone lowered their heads to greet him.    

    

The disciples of Huaqing Gang quietly slipped away. Jack looked as if he had lost his parents. However, he didn't even dare to make a sound. He knew... If Qin Lang wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as killing an ant. He could leave no trace behind. He didn't need to take any legal responsibility.    

    

Of course, to Qin Lang, the law was no longer important. With his mood before coming here, he would definitely kill every single disciple of the Huaqing Gang.    

    

Because Qin Lang's prestige was too great, almost no reporter dared to approach him. At this time, Loong Yan shouted without hesitation:    

    

"Qin Lang..."    

    

Qin Lang turned around and saw Soong Xueer, Peng Meng, and Loong Yan. He smiled at Loong Yan. Her white teeth and slightly curved lips left an eternal memory for everyone present.    

    

In fact, Qin Lang, who had taken off his battle robe, was an ordinary person. He was not willing to be worshipped and feared.    

    

"Why are you here?" Qin Lang once again returned to his normal smiling face.    

    

"We are all here to see you..." Loong Yan's eyes sparkled. She was so excited that she did not know what to say.    

    

Qin Lang saw the few old acquaintances, but he did not see his cousin, Qin Zhu, or the ugly girl who was ready to die for him.    

    

"Bitch, they are pretentious..." Qin Zhu gritted her teeth. The jealousy in her heart could not be contained.    

    

No one knew that the little girl who sold pancakes had become so easily jealous, and even a little vicious.    

    

"But I can give up my life for you, cousin." Qin Zhu let out a long sigh. She pulled her hat down and did not have any intention of meeting Qin Lang.    

    

The advantage of having a crush on someone was that no matter who your heart belonged to, I could leave unscathed and be a quiet passerby.    

    

Under the complex gazes of the crowd, Qin Lang did not make any small talk. His thoughts were actually very simple. This time, he finally got revenge for Zhong Yu.    

    

Qin Lang left the scene with quick steps, leaving behind a group of people who trembled as they announced the news that shook the heavens and earth.    

    

Zhan Wuya was dead!    

    

The death of this influential man in Hongmen Realm had spread across the entire world like a storm.    

    

Fortunately, Jack had rushed back to North America. Otherwise, the Huaqing Gang would have lost all of its foundation within a few days. In the past, Zhan Wuya was the stabilizing pillar of the Huaqing Gang. Now, all of this had ceased to exist.    

    

The reason was that the Huaqing Gang had offended a Huaxia person they shouldn't have offended.    

    

Qin Lang!    

    

Yanjing City. Soong Zhongping sat at home in a daze. Ever since Soong Yi's death, his thoughts had changed. He often sat alone.    

    

"Master, what should the Soong Family do in the future?"    

    

A subordinate of the Soong Family asked tentatively.    

    

"Is there a need to ask?" Soong Zhongping twisted the cigarette butt into an urn.    

    

"Even if we suspect that Soong Yi was killed by the Zhong Family, you guys will keep this news to yourself!"    

    

"Why?!" The subordinate was puzzled.    

    

"Idiot!" Soong Zhongping rarely swore.    

    

"Not everyone in this world is someone we can afford to offend! If we avenge Soong Yi, we will only take revenge on all the people of Soong Family. None of them will live! "