Chapter 780 Instant Kill
Under the crowd's beating, the old man appeared to be dying, coughing desperately and spitting blood.

The trembling voice seemed very weak.

The middle-aged man frowned fiercely: "How dare you say no! No more sophistry, I will kill your grandson! I will let you both go to hell and be buried together!"

"Do not."

The thin old man trembled violently, as if he had stimulated some weakness, he struggled to climb forward, faced the punches and kicks of the crowd, hugged the middle-aged man's thigh and begged desperately: "I beg you, old man!" , don’t hurt Qingcang, he’s just a child, if you want to fight or kill, just target my old man alone!”

"You dead bone, you still refuse to say yes?!"

Impatience and annoyance flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he kicked away the old man who was holding his leg.

"grandfather!"

At this time, Qing Cang rushed out, just seeing this scene, his eyes were cracked, and he shouted desperately——

"Grandpa, are you okay? Grandpa!"

The old man was so kicked that he vomited blood, but seeing his precious grandson rushing out, his eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly shouted: "Qingcang?! Don't, don't come here! Go in, don't come out!"

"grandfather!"

Regardless, Qingcang rushed to the old man's side, crying bitterly: "Grandpa, are you in pain? You have vomited so much blood, bad guys, bad guys! These bad guys, you dare to hurt my grandpa?" If this happens, I will make you pay the price!"

As he spoke, Qing Cang raised his head abruptly, his blood eyes emitting a sharp aura, and swept towards the middle-aged man.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

When the middle-aged man heard Qing Cang's words, he laughed mockingly as if he heard an ant saying that he would go against the sky, and he was full of disdain: "What kind of waves can you, a brat, make? An old man who is going to die, a young man with no ability The stinky brat, you really are a pair of well-matched grandpa and grandson, humbled to the bottom of the earth!"

"You are not allowed to insult my grandfather!"

As Qing Cang said, he suddenly wanted to rush forward.

Seeing this scene, the old man yelled loudly, regardless of the pain on his body: "No, Qingcang, run, don't go there!"

"act recklessly."

The middle-aged man looked at Qing Cang who was rushing towards him, waving his small fists, sneered, raised his feet in cowhide boots, and was about to kick Qing Cang.

The purple soul power burst out in an instant, wrapping around the middle-aged man's feet.

To deal with such a child, he even used the power of the soul!

With this kick, if it really hits Qing Cang, it will definitely kill him!
But Qingcang didn’t care about it, and still waved his fist——

"Die!"

Right now!
"puff."

The middle-aged man didn't know why, his complexion turned red, and his raised foot suddenly stopped in the air, unable to kick off.

The purple soul power dissipated instantly, and the whole person seemed to be drained of power.

"what happened?!"

"Boss!"

Several big men around him obviously noticed the strangeness of the middle-aged man, and looked up at him in surprise.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

Accompanied by a scream, the figure of the middle-aged man flew upside down, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, which was spilled one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person fell to the ground and rolled his eyes——

died
Qing Cang and the old man were stunned for a moment.

What the hell is going on here
(End of this chapter)

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