Chapter 687
Hearing Yang Qing's fierce words, the local snakes were even more terrified. Obviously, Yang Qing had completely defeated these people in terms of momentum by carrying the coffin to the banquet.

"President Yang, I, we know that you are powerful and we are not your opponent, so we are willing to admit defeat, how about we talk?"

Baldy Liu was able to barely stand with one hand on the pillar, his teeth chattered when he spoke, and some of the people beside him peed their pants in fright.

After all, Yang Qing is a master of gas transformation.

But what surprised Zhang Xiaoshan was, how could a majestic master of gas transformation come out to compete with others for territory? Isn't it too ridiculous?
Could it be that Yang Qing has other schemes.

Come to think of it, the things here should not be as simple as it seems.

"Talk? How do you want to talk?" Yang Qing asked coldly.

The sharp eyes almost frightened the few people to kneel on the ground, that one ear was propped up and said.

"I, the few of us have already discussed it. Each of us will give up half of the place to you. From now on, your triad society will be the largest organization in our Yangcheng City. You will leave us a meal, and we will go our separate ways in the future. What if the well water does not interfere with the river water?"

Everyone handed over half of the site, this condition is sincere enough.

However, Yang Qing's needs are obviously more than that, he said with a grim smile with a cold smile.

"Stop talking nonsense in front of me. My patience is limited. If you keep beeping, I'll kill you."

"Now I will give you two choices."

"The first one, all of you kowtow to me three times, hand over all of you and all your territory, and merge your brothers into our triad society, and you can get out, Leaving Yangcheng City, you will never set foot in the future."

"Second, now I'll twist your heads off and put them in coffins, you can figure it out yourself."

"You, are you really not leaving us any way out?"

Among the local snakes, there was an older man in his 40s who looked at Yang Qing unwillingly.

This man is the boss of Pingyuan County, Yangcheng City. He has passed down a spear technique from his ancestors. He has some skills. In addition, he is old and entered the profession early. He has the highest position in the Jianghu of Yangcheng City. He is called Leopard Head.

"Hehe, I just want to force you to death, so what?"

Yang Qing didn't take the leopard's head seriously.

"Made."

Leopard Head is also a boss with personality, he stood up and said shamefully.

"I ran the rivers and lakes at the age of 15, and worked so hard to achieve today's results. If you want my territory, I will give it to you?"

"I risked my life today to fight with you."

While speaking, the leopard snatched the head of the younger brother behind him, holding a silver red tasseled spear nearly two meters high, and charged at Yang Qing.

Obviously, they have been forced to go nowhere.

There is still a bit of blood in the old world like the leopard head.

The leopard head is also a bit skilled, it should be because the external strength has reached the peak, and he has vaguely grasped a trace of internal strength, which can barely be regarded as the level of half-step condensing qi.

When the gun was released, there was an additional internal force, and a silver gun pierced towards Yang Qing's chest extremely quickly.

He tried to kill Yang Qing with one blow.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two sides is too large.

"It's ridiculous."

Yang Qing's eyes were full of contempt.

"boom."

Facing this blow, he clenched his right fist tightly and punched out.

"Using his fist to shake the sharp spear, is he crazy?"

"Hmph, it would be great if Yang Qing died under this blow."

The local snakes were both puzzled and excited.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who was sitting in the corner, had already expected the ending, and shook his head slightly to express his sympathy for the leopard head.

as predicted.

"clang"

The next moment, Yang Qing's fist and the sharp gun head confronted each other, and there was a sound of golden arms clashing.

follow closely.

"Quack, blah blah..."

The crisp sound continued, and the spear in the leopard's head seemed to be broken, and it was broken inch by inch, and it was broken into joints in an instant.

The strength of the fist remains unabated.

There were two meters between Yang Qing and Leopard's head, but Leopard's head still felt that someone had punched him hard in the chest.

"Crack."

The leopard's head and chest sank directly, almost all of its ribs were broken, and it was blown several meters away, hitting the wall heavily, and its back was instantly bloody, lying on the ground and vomiting blood from its mouth, unable to even utter a word.

A simple punch killed half of the leopard's head.

This is still on the premise that Yang Qing suppressed his cultivation and only showed the strength of condensing Qi.

The gap between martial arts is just that big.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, Big Brother..."

"Revenge for big brother."

Several confidantes under Leopard Head saw their elder brother being beaten to death, they were also full of enthusiasm and rushed towards Yang Qing.

"Go away."

Yang Qing kicked at the leader, directly exploding the opponent's body, bloody and bloody.

In just an instant, one person was killed in seconds.

(End of this chapter)

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