Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 371
Some held guns, some drew knives, and some tried to escape.

However, in front of Zhao Erdong, these actions were too feeble. As long as she wanted, she could turn all of them into ashes with a wave of her hand.

However, she wouldn't do that, wouldn't cheapen them so much.

Someone finally pulled the trigger, but the bullet did not fly out of the black hole of the gun. With a bang, the pistol exploded in their hands, and they held up their bloody hands and wailed.

"Just crying? The good show hasn't even started yet!" Her face showed a look of cruelty, and every time she recalled Yue's ruthless eyes, her heart would be so painful that she couldn't beat, she just wanted to tear these people apart.

Indignantly, she waved her hand, and the light-gold wind blade of vitality was released from her palm, severing the arms of more than a dozen directors in front of her shoulders.

A dozen arms fell to the ground in unison, and with the howling of the directors, the gorgeous banquet hall instantly turned into a hell on earth.

The knife flew out, flew back, inserted into the thigh of the knife owner, severed the artery, and blood gushed out. He wanted to call for help, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't utter anything except whining. He lowered his head Suddenly, he realized that his trachea had been cut, blood overflowed his chest, and the pain swallowed all his senses. He began to regret why he had provoked this female devil. Sufficient capital to start a new family business, momentary greed, caused the current situation.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world.

The entire banquet hall became restless, with bursts of gunshots, flashes of swords and swords, and someone even threw wine bottles and glasses at Zhao Erdong.

However, everything was in vain. No one or anything could get close to Zhao Erdong's body. All the things thrown at her, including bullets and sharp knives, flew back one after another and inserted into their owner's body.

At the scene, not a single person died, and some were just wailing trash all over the floor.

"You like to play with fire, don't you? Then I'll let you taste it, the taste of being burned by fire." She raised her hands high, and gathered all the wine in the banquet hall into the air with spiritual power, letting them turn into raindrops and sprinkle on everyone's body.

The mellow wine that was still being tasted just now will soon become their death talisman.

She raised her hand, sucked the lighter that had been dropped on the ground into her palm, lightly lit the fire, ignored the pleading and begging of 59 senior executives, and threw the lighter to the ground with her hands.

The flames shot out along the alcohol all over the floor, and soon set those immobile disabled bodies on fire. For a while, the flames were raging, wailing bursts, and thick smoke came out along the window gaps. 59 burning people burned the hotel fire sprinkler system lit.

A fine water curtain poured down from the ceiling to extinguish the 59 Burning Men. However, this was only the beginning of their pain.

Fifty-nine burning men suffered severe burns of varying degrees, accompanied by other external and internal injuries. Although they did not die, they were enough to make their lives worse than death.

Unrecognizable, curled up, unable to straighten their fingers, unable to take care of themselves, such a life is better than death, but unfortunately, they can't even seek death at this time, they can only live day by day, enduring the pain of rotting flesh.

Zhao Erdong wants them to remember, remember the crimes they committed, and make him regret every day and every moment.

She returned to the ruins of Clinton, which had been banned, and stared blankly at the ashes there. Yue Ruqing, did she just fall asleep like this?Such a stunningly talented man was burned like this?

(End of this chapter)