Making Great Fortune Overnight

C532 Take a Bath with Her



C532 Take a Bath with Her

1Then the black-robed old man fell backwards, twitching to death, his eyes full of shock and surprise.    

    

He was one of the best fighters in Law Enforcement Hall. He had never thought that he would die just like that, like an ant.    

    

No one looked at him. They followed Qin Lang fearlessly. Their eyes were always in front of them. Each of them had a flamboyant personality.    

    

At the end of the Yanjing Martial Alliance was the banquet hall used for gatherings.    

    

A few disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall flew over to report the news, but they were mercilessly killed by the young warriors of the Martial Arts Alliance.    

    

The guards at the door had just drawn their swords and fell to the ground, dead.    

    

They started a massacre, and no one was allowed to resist.    

    

In the blink of an eye, 103 men from the Law Enforcement Hall had died, and all of them were elites.    

    

When they reached the entrance of the banquet hall, laughter and laughter could be heard from inside.    

    

Boom!    

    

The door of the hall was wide open. Qin Lang was the first to walk in, while the others walked in one after another, lining up on both sides.    

    

Killing intent and surging killing intent filled the air.    

    

The banquet hall instantly became extremely quiet. Dozens of men and women inside looked at them.    

    

"It's time to stand." Qin Lang's calm voice was like a huge thunder, resounding throughout the hall.    

    

Everyone looked at Qin Lang in surprise, this uninvited guest.    

    

Many people didn't know who Qin Lang was, nor did they know who he was. However, when they saw him barge in like this, their eyes started to tease him.    

    

This was Zuo Hu's territory. What was the difference between disturbing Qin Lang's mood and seeking death?    

    

When someone whispered that Qin Lang was the one who called Zuo Hu just now, the ridicule from the dozens of handsome and pretty girls became stronger and stronger.    

    

So it was the person who had been beaten up by Xiaoquan Wuzheng.    

    

"Damn it! Trash Qin, you really dare to come?"    

    

At this moment, in the corner, a young man with curly hair stood up. He looked at Qin Lang and laughed out of extreme anger. "You are courting death."    

    

He was furious that someone had destroyed his door with a single kick.    

    

Qin Lang raised his head and looked over. Although he did not know Zuo Hu, he could still recognize him at a glance.    

    

That arrogant and domineering attitude was exactly the same as the one on the phone.    

    

As Zuo Chenbing's son, not only did Zuo Chenbing pass on his experiences in cultivation techniques to him, he also spared no effort in nurturing his growth.    

    

Unfortunately, Zuo Hu could not bear the hardships, and his martial arts could not be fully mastered. Zuo Hu could only allow his position to rise.    

    

The reason Zuo Hu came to Yanjing to find trouble was because he wanted to kick Qin Lang away and make his son the new chairman.    

    

Qin Lang sighed and said, "You have a good plan. Unfortunately, you shouldn't have provoked me."    

    

He put Zuo Hu on the death list.    

    

Zuo Hu took a sip of wine and said, "Qin Lang, you are ruining my mood. The consequences are very serious."    

    

Beside him was a woman with a graceful figure, a cold face, and an unyielding expression tied to the sofa.    

    

Zhong Yu!    

    

When everyone saw Zhong Yu who was tied up, their hearts trembled. They were surprised that there was such a beautiful woman in the world.    

    

Although she was tied up, her expression was arrogant as she looked at those who did evil to her with contempt.    

    

She was Qin Lang's woman. He knew that Qin Lang had never disappointed her.    

    

When Zhong Yu saw Qin Lang, her eyes lit up and her expression became relaxed.    

    

Zhong Xueshan was still a step too slow. The people of Law Enforcement Hall had just brought Zhong Yu to the Martial Alliance.    

    

Qin Lang nodded slightly at Zhong Yu. The coldness in his eyes was enough to freeze the entire world.    

    

Zuo Hu held a glass of wine and walked forward. "Qin Lang, I have seen people who don't know the difference between life and death, but I have never seen someone who would die like you."    

    

Qin Lang was as cold as ice. "I will kill you, and I will help you."    

    

"Hahaha, delusional. Don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, you still have to fight tomorrow afternoon."    

    

He said in a strange tone, "How about this, I'll take a bath with this girl later. After the bath, you can drink all of our bath water. What do you think?"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of men and women in the crowd burst into laughter. Qin Lang, who had been ridiculed for being crippled, did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. If he did not have the ability to save the beauty, he would still shout and shout.    

    

In the end, not only did he not save Zhong Yu, he also wanted to drink her bath water with other men. This was the biggest shame of a man.    

    

Qin Lang walked forward with his hands behind his back. "You will definitely die. However, I have to prepare a coffin for you so that your father can see your remains."    

    

"Bastard, who gave you the courage to challenge me like this?"    

    

Zuo Hu gave the order, "Men, beat up this trash."    

    

Seven or eight young men in the room immediately rushed over with furious roars.    

    

Qin Lang was too lazy to fight, and Chang Zichong and the others who were especially jealous also rushed over with angry roars.    

    

"What? You're not going to attack?"    

    

Zuo Hu did not mind and sneered, "Elder Tian, teach him a lesson. Don't kill him."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, an eagle-nosed old man rushed out from the corner.    

    

He threw a shocking punch at Qin Lang.    

    

Ninety percent of his power.    

    

He wanted to kill one to warn everyone. He wanted to let everyone know that those who offended Zuo Hu would die!    

    

"Swoosh!" Killing intent shot out from his fist. His Qi suddenly exploded like a flood, shocking everyone.    

    

A few beautiful women took a step back. They looked at Qin Lang with schadenfreude. They felt that even if Qin Lang didn't die, he would still be seriously injured.    

    

"Too weak!"    

    

Unexpectedly, Qin Lang didn't even raise his eyelids. He coldly snorted and only stretched out a finger.    

    

Under the heated gazes of dozens of people, Qin Lang's steel finger hit the hook nose's fist.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

A dull sound exploded.    

    

Qin Lang's strength shot out from his finger, and the clothes on the hook-nosed old man's arm shattered. The joints of his fist also broke, and his arm became numb.    

    

"Ahhhh!!!" After that, the hook-nosed old man let out a miserable cry, and he was sent flying uncontrollably. He knocked a few people over, and they all fell to the ground.    

    

Sweat poured down like rain.    

    

Crippled!    

    

"Ah - - -" "How could this be?"    

    

" What's going on? "    

    

"He's just a finger? Wang Yao asked.    

    

Didn't you say he's pretty much crippled? "    

    

"Did Elder Tian underestimate his opponent?"    

    

Many of the female guests exclaimed subconsciously. They simply couldn't accept that Elder Tian couldn't even withstand a single blow from Qin Lang.    

    

Zuo Hu's expression also changed. "Qin Lang, have you recovered?"    

    

Qin Lang didn't waste any time. His body flashed and he appeared in front of Zuo Hu.    

    

Almost at the same time, two old men in black rushed out. Without saying anything, they immediately attacked Qin Lang's vital points with their sharp blades.    

    

That sharp blade, that power, that tacit understanding, it was simply flawless and flawless.    

    

"Qin Lang didn't care at all. His left hand casually grabbed twice.    

    

The two black-clothed elders felt a pain in their hands, and they lowered their heads in shock. They saw that there were a few bloody holes on their wrists, and there wasn't much adhesion between their bones and flesh.    

    

In the blink of an eye, they became disabled and couldn't hold the knife anymore.    

    

It was almost more painful than killing themselves.    

    

Qin Lang did not even look at them. He slowly walked towards Zuo Hu.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

A long sword appeared in Zuo Hu's hand. His eyes were fierce.    

    

Although Zuo Hu was busy enjoying himself, he had been influenced by the environment of Martial Alliance since he was young. He had learned a lot of martial arts from the higher ups of Martial Alliance.    

    

He stepped back and stabbed at Qin Lang.    

    

Clang!    

    

Qin Lang pressed his fingers together and caught Zuo Hu's sword.    

    

Zuo Hu felt a strong force. His arm could not hold on and the sword slipped out of his hand.    

    

Then Qin Lang turned around and the sword stabbed into Zuo Hu's chest without any delay. It went straight through his back and passed through his body.    

    


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