The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1572 Pang Dahai: Want me to die?

With a gloomy face, Pang Hai directly greeted the Pang family members he had brought, "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, give the young master who has lost his mind, and give me a hard lesson, and then catch me back."

"Yes."

The few people he pointed out stepped out of the line, holding long guns in their hands, they went straight to Pang Xiaohai.

They only listened to Pang Pang Hai's words, and they obeyed Pang Pang Hai's words and deeds.

So a group of people rushed directly in front of Pang Xiaohai, regardless of whether he was Pang Hai's son or not, it was Lei Ting's attack.

The spears were waving in their hands like swimming dragons, making ear-splitting roars.

Facing this scene, Pang Xiaohai was frightened and dumbfounded, tears and snot flowed down his nose, he was in a panic, and his ignorant eyes were full of fear.

But his obese body still opened his arms wide, blocking Lingying's face without moving.

Pang Dahai also didn't expect that the few people he picked out just couldn't turn their minds, they only knew how to obey superficial orders, so when he saw this fierce scene, he was also scared out of his wits.

Pang Dahai, whose head was covered in cold sweat, let out an angry howl. His fat body rushed out like an arrow off the string. The long sword in his hand blocked the spears that were about to hit his son. Picked it up.

"Bastard bastard, don't you bastards understand human language? I'll let you catch him and prevent you from killing him."

"You bastards, do you want my old Pang to die?"

Pang Pang Hai was frightened and angry, his mustache curled up and down.

Those guards were picked out by their master's sword, and they were directly shocked by the force and stepped back several steps. When they stood still, they looked at their master with aggrieved faces.

Among them was a young man standing in the middle, who was also a newcomer to the Pang family recently. He secretly glanced at Pang Hai, and couldn't help muttering something in a low voice.

"Obviously you told us to teach the young master a lesson and then arrest him. We all listened to you. Why are there still mistakes?"

Although the muttering is very small, don't forget that the people present here are all practitioners, and with a slight movement of their ears, they can clearly hear any sound from a hundred meters away, let alone so close.

"you."

Suddenly, the person he complained about pointed at him with a finger as thick as a carrot. The young man was startled, his face turned slightly pale, and he felt a little flustered.
What does this old man call him?Could it be that his complaints were heard just now?
No, he was so quiet.

Maybe the old man was not referring to him, this idea appeared in the young man's mind, he moved to the side, but the finger still followed him, he turned to the side again, the finger still followed him, he was silent, okay Well, this is really talking about him, "Me."

He pointed to himself a little confused and confused.

"Yes, it's you, stand up for me." Pang Pang Hai was already angry, and at this time someone bumped into the muzzle of the gun to vent his anger, how could he not vent his anger well?

The young man who couldn't disobey the order had no choice but to bite the bullet and stepped forward.

"I don't know Patriarch, what's the matter with calling the younger one!" The young man lowered his head, with a very respectful attitude.

Under everyone's attention, before the young man could react, and without warning, the flickering cold light of a long sword flashed across his eyes.

His eyes widened, and before he felt the pain, he felt a chill on his neck, and the next moment, his head fell off his neck.

Gululu rolled around on the ground, the head fell off, the eyes were wide open, and what was reflected in the eyes was a headless body.

At the last moment when the consciousness dissipated, the thought in the young man's mind was, "Why? I saw a half body exactly like mine, except that he has no head."

None of the people present thought that Pang Dahai would be so straightforward, and cut off one of his subordinates without saying a word.

Scarlet blood gushed out from the headless body, splashing like a rain of blood, and directly deposited a pool of blood on the ground of the Lingjia lobby.

(End of this chapter)