Chapter: 8643

"Hahaha, if you come to my Black Tiger Gang, there is no reason to leave. Ning Qi, when you killed my son, did you ever think about the kind of revenge you will face from the Black Tiger Gang?"

Zuo Jun let out a long laugh, stood up, and walked slowly towards Ning Qi, "I heard that you fell Zuo Fei to death alive, and kicked him to death again. These methods really made me curious. Today, let’s fight between you and me, so that I can see if there is an extra dragon crossing the river in Jiangyin city.”

whoosh whoosh

Just when the Zuo Army was walking towards Ning Qi, ten crossbowmen who were ambushing secretly appeared in an instant, and surrounded Ning Qi in the middle

The bows and crossbows in their hands had already been wound, and the sharp crossbow arrows seemed to have been poisoned, turning blue.

The group of crossbowmen assigned by Zuo Jun is the elite among the elite of the Black Tiger Gang. Each of them has not only practiced martial arts for more than ten years, but has also experienced dozens of fierce battles, large and small.

Like Zuo Juncai, they all mistakenly thought that the change of expression on Ning Qi's face was due to fear, so a faint grin appeared on everyone's face.

If you dare to kill Zuo Fei, the young master of the Black Tiger Gang, you must have the resolution to confer leadership today!

Surrounded by them, even second-rate masters have to be more careful, otherwise the crossbow arrows will have no eyes, and even the gods will be unable to recover if they hit the vital points!

Zuo Jun strode forward, with a smirk on his face, and he arrived in front of Ning Qi in an instant. His body was full of energy and blood. Although he was over forty years old, he had not yet reached the age of decay.

"Brother Zuo, don't kill him on the spot, and let him try some painful torture before letting him die."

Jiang Po said evilly.

"Who are you? What enmity do my Ning family have with you? Why are you so vicious!"

Ning Jiuxian stared at Jiang Posha.

"Jiang Family in Jiangyin City, my son Jiang Tianshu's legs were broken by Ning Qi, and he may not be able to walk normally in the future. What kind of enmity do you think we have?"

Jiang Posha looked at the four of Ning Jiuxian coldly, with a smoldering look in his eyes: "Not only will he be tortured today, but I also want the four of you to accompany him, only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved! "

"Slander! My son is so weak, and now he is killing people and breaking people's legs. The reasons you are looking for are really ridiculous!"

Ning Jiuxian said angrily.

At the same time, Zuo Jun had already reached out and grabbed Ning Qi's shoulder. He really didn't intend to kill Ning Qi on the spot.

Zuo Juncai is a third-rate expert with a mighty strength of 500 jin. If an ordinary warrior faces him, he will be killed with a single punch.

In his eyes, even if Ning Qi has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he has only practiced for a few years? To have a strength of two or three hundred catties is considered very evil!

Because of this kind of thinking, Zuo Jun didn't pay attention to Ning Qi at all. When his arm fell on Ning Qi's shoulder, he even sneered: "When the shoulder blade is broken, people will be very painful. Don't you cry out."

After saying that, the strength in his palm burst out suddenly, turning his fingers into claws, about to crush Ning Qi's shoulder blades.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Zuo Jun's blood surged up, and his face gradually turned red. Everyone thought that he hadn't started exerting his strength, but only he knew that he had exhausted all his strength just now, but he couldn't crush the opponent's shoulder blades at all!

This feeling is like grabbing a piece of pig iron.

"how come……"

A trace of astonishment appeared in Zuo Juncai's eyes.