The Strongest Skill System

Qi Kun screamed and fell to the ground.    

"Ye Mo, you will die a horrible death!    

Qi Kun scolded Ye Mo.    

"Sorry, I'm not a professional killer, so I can't help you with that. Keep your dog life, and go back to being a cripple like your little brother."    

Ye Mo said lightly.    

Then, he looked towards Ximen Qin, who was not far away. The latter was so scared that he immediately kneeled to the ground and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I'm just a lackey. I won't dare to do that ever again!"    

It was only then that he realized that this guy was Ye Mo!    

"Come and take him away."    

Ye Mo gestured.    

"Thank you for not killing me!"    

Ximen Qin felt that he had chosen the right place to bury his ancestors, otherwise, he would definitely die this time.    

He quickly ran over and wanted to carry Qi Kun. However, he looked like he wanted to give it a try. It would be difficult for him to carry Qi Kun.    

But no one dared to help him, so Ximen Qin dragged Qi Kun outside with great difficulty.    

At this moment, none of the bosses dared to make any big moves, afraid that Ye Mo would see them and mistake them for an attack.    

Young Master Zheng leaned against the tree dejectedly.    

It was unknown when Ye Mo had arrived in front of him: "Cut off your own hands!"    

After the incident with Qi Kun, Ye Mo's words had become a huge deterrent.    

If Young Master Zheng didn't do it himself, he might end up as miserable as Qi Kun.    

And this was Ye Mo's second request.    

If Young Master Zheng didn't carry it out, the hundreds of millions he earned would only be used to buy him a high-tech wheelchair.    

All of a sudden, Young Master Zheng grabbed a rock beside the tree root and directly threw it at his arm.    

It was a miserable sight. After being smashed three times in a row, his bones were finally broken.    

If he had to cut off one of his hands, he really couldn't make this kind of decision.    

Young Master Zheng was trying to save his own life, who told him to kill someone just now?    

After the arm was broken, Young Master Zheng had fainted from the pain.    

However, Ye Mo squatted down and woke him up.    

The purpose of punishment is to endure pain.    

"What a great party. It was ruined because of your low regard for people."    

Ye Mo sighed and walked over to pull Han Mengmeng's hand.    

The organizer of the gathering had already been crippled by him, there was no point in continuing to stay here.    

None of those bosses dared to come over to help Young Master Zheng, they were afraid that Ye Mo would hold a grudge against them.    

They all watched dumbly as Ye Mo and Han Mengmeng left.    

Han Mengmeng had also heard the conversation between Ye Mo and Qi Kun. It seemed that Elder Brother Ye seemed to have formed a grudge with some big power.    

"Elder Brother Ye, will they get their revenge?" Han Mengmeng was slightly worried.    

Although Ye Mo had experienced a lot, he was, after all, the only one who had experienced a lot. Right now, this matter already involved the Chinese Recreation brothers, if there was someone secretly messing things up, it would not be good if it harmed the innocent.    

And this was what Ye Mo also thought: "No defense, they are doomed."    

At this moment, Ye Mo had already made up his mind. Since he wasn't going to wait for them to come knocking, he might as well take the initiative.    

At this moment.    

The system's voice suddenly sounded out in Ye Mo's mind: "Beep, a new mission has been detected. The four protectors of 'Yan' are being pursued!"    

"Perfect timing! "Accept."    

Ye Mo agreed without hesitation.    

Then the system's voice rang out once again:    

"I told you before, because the host is strong enough, the system is kind enough to let you spend only 10 points to upgrade your Lion Roar Arts from the [Proficiency] class to the [Master] class.    

The current number of points is 1/10. There are still 9 points left, Lion Roar Arts can be upgraded to Master Level!    

So, please do your best, host! "    

"Oh, this is indeed an exciting decision. System, you finally did something good!"    

"The main thing is that you're too good!"    

"Shut up!"    

"Too much food!"    

"…"    

Ye Mo shut his mouth.    

However, he was still excited.    

After sending Han Mengmeng back, Ye Mo started to prepare to kill the four protectors.    

After all, there were four people. They were not easy to deal with. If he killed one of them, the other would alert the enemy!    

The other three might not be so desperate, and with their strength, if they did something out of line, it might really hurt the innocent.    

It would be best if there was a way to kill them all in a short period of time.    

At the other side of the city, in Ma Loong's mansion.    

Someone was swearing.    

"F * ck you, Ma Loong, what kind of doctor did you call?" You can't even treat such a small injury? Get me an expert, the most famous expert in the country. "    

The one who shouted this was Qi Kun. After he was pulled back by Ximen Qin, he was treated in Ma Loong's villa.    

At this moment, Ma Loong could barely get out of bed and walk around.    

He was supported by his subordinates to Qi Kun's side. The fear he had when he first saw Qi Kun was gone from his eyes.    

It was a look that was hard to get rid of.    

Ma Loong's personal doctor and his two assistants were anxiously treating Qi Kun's eyes and the bamboo wounds on his back.    

At this moment, Qi Kun was like a cripple. His body couldn't move and he could only yell. The pain in his eyes made him unable to stay calm.    

"Hurry up and go!"    

Seeing that Ma Loong didn't make a move, Qi Kun shouted loudly.    

Ximen Qin, who was standing on the side, was shocked by Qi Kun's voice.    

At this moment, Ma Loong's eyes couldn't help but sink. He patted the doctor's shoulder and the latter stopped.    

Then, Ma Loong indicated for the doctor to leave.    

As if he understood Master Ma's intention, the doctor immediately led his two subordinates out.    

When Ximen Qin saw this situation, he was shocked by Master Ma's courage.    

"Master Ma …"    

Ximen Qin couldn't help but to shout out, wanting him to think it over.    

However, Ma Loong looked at Ximen Qin and said, "In the future, this kind of useless person will be thrown on the street to feed the dogs. Don't pull him back. Do you understand?"    

Master Ma's voice was cold and sinister. Ximen Qin was shocked and immediately lowered his head. "Understood."    

Seeing Ma Loong like that, Qi Kun was also stunned: "Ma Loong, what are you, a bastard, trying to do?"    

"Ha ha!"    

Ma Loong sneered, "You are already a cripple, and you still want to come here and call me over?"    

As he said that, he gestured to one of his subordinates and another person walked over with a vicious expression on his face.    

Qi Kun looked at that person in fear, his eyes were wide open: "What are you trying to do?"    

Qi Kun at this moment, how could he still have the same prestige as when he appeared on stage?    

He was like a drowning dog, even wanting to beat his own people.    

The underling lifted the pillow from under Qi Kun's head. His eyes were like the gaze of a reaper.    

He then pressed the pillow on Qi Kun's face.    

After a powerless struggle.    

Qi Kun was suffocated by the pillow just like that!    

Looking at Qi Kun's corpse, Master Ma smiled coldly. He then took out his phone and made a phone call. His expression immediately changed to a low one and he said, "Black Lord, Qi Kun, he …"