stocking the prince to death

Chapter 587 Dealt with! (7)

Five fingers formed claws, solidified Wang Jie's internal force into a ball, and then smashed this internal force at Wang Jie under Wang Jie's murderous eyes.

Wang Jie avoided it immediately, and his internal force made a big hole at his feet.

His face sank.

I underestimated this kid!
That's right, the person who makes Ba'er unable to pass the three tricks really has a few tricks!
He knew the strength of his internal strength, but it was far from being able to smash such a big hole.

However, this person must be removed!

He sneered, and under the cover of his sleeve, a silver needle on the tip of his left finger shone with a faint green light.

At the same time, he held a sword in his right hand and stabbed Mo Qi directly.

Just as Mo Qi was about to avoid it, she suddenly saw a cold light in the corner of her eyes. She squinted her eyes, and her long, curly eyelashes trembled, covering the expression in her eyes.

A sneer twitched at the corner of her mouth, her figure suddenly rose, and she kicked Wang Jie's right hand with one foot, and the other kicked towards Wang Jie's left hand.

Both hands of Wang Jie were kicked by Mo Qi, and the sword in his right hand fell to the ground.

But the silver needle in his left hand stabbed directly at Mo Qi.

At the critical moment, Mo Qi flipped his right hand, and Changhong met the silver needle.

"Zi-"

The silver needle and Changhong collided together, making an ear-piercing sound.

Mo Qi sneered, turned around in the void, and kicked Wang Jie's chest directly.

With a kick with internal strength, Wang Jie was kicked away violently.

Wang Jie took a few steps back, his disbelieving eyes fell on Mo Qi.

So strong!

This is his only thought now!
However, he still wanted to kill this man!

Not just to avenge Ba'er, but also for his prestige!
If he doesn't kill this young man now, his reputation will be ruined!
Therefore, this boy must die!

The corners of Wang Jie's eyes showed a strong killing intent, and he stepped forward, a huge ball gathered in the palm of his hand, and the ugly inverted triangle eyes showed a fierce light.

With fierce eyes fixed on Mo Qi, "If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you come here!"

Mo Qi smiled loosely, her eyes were as elegant as mist, and her eyes were shining brightly, "Jiji Gugu, you talk a lot!"

Wang Jie's face darkened: "You! Brat!"

He didn't know when a row of silver needles were placed on his fingers, and they all had a faint cold light, and he knew that they were poisoned at a glance!
Mo Qi raised her eyebrows, "Let's do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the situation in this place changed!
The two were entangled together, forming a huge vortex around them. The two of them went through hundreds of moves in it, and it took about a cup of tea before the two of them emerged.

Mo Qi's Changhong pointed directly at Wang Jie's chest, and there was a bloodstain on the corner of Wang Jie's lips.

On his pale face, Mo Qi chuckled, "Rest in peace!"

After saying that, she exerted force on her wrist, and Changhong directly inserted into his chest.

She slapped it fiercely, and pulled out Changhong again. A trail of blood flowed down from Changhong, converging into a drop of blood on the tip.

Beads of blood dripped on the ground, and everything seemed to be in slow motion.

Everyone present was stunned by such a bloody scene.

They trembled, not daring to move.

No one would have imagined that Wang Jie, who had lived in the wicked city for decades, would be killed by a young man!
And it was so easy to kill!
It's unbelievable!
Mo Qi sneered, wiped Changhong clean, put it away, and said, "Yuehuo! It's dealt with! It's the same as Wangba!"

Same as Wang Ba?
Cut off the head and hung it on the carriage?

　Bomb 7~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)