The best beauty's soul control master

Chapter 74 The Vicious Dog Nie Sword God!
"Hmph, when we get to the place, let's see if you still have the ability to be so arrogant!"

"boarding!"

The middle-aged men in suits roared fiercely and got into their Audi cars one after another.

The screaming one was naturally dragged into the car.

As soon as Lin Lang made a move, he knocked down the most capable one among them, which made these eight people dare not do it easily.

Anyway, the boss' request was to take Lin Lang to see him.

As long as people are present, the mission is completed.

They were not afraid that Lin Lang would not follow, because if they blocked this time, they would be able to block the second time!
The three Audis backed up one by one, entered the main road, and waited for Lin Lang's car.

Seeing Lin Lang's car on the road, the first car moved first.

When Lin Lang followed, the other two Audis followed behind Lin Lang.

The car drove all the way to the northern suburbs and entered a vast single-family villa.

The big yard in front of the villa is as big as two basketball courts, so luxurious!
Lin Lang didn't try to guess, what is the origin of the person who wants to meet him.Anyway, see you eventually!

The car stopped at the parking lot in the courtyard. Two of the eight middle-aged people helped the injured middle-aged man and left first, while the other six walked up to Lin Lang.

"Mr. Lin, follow us this way. The master will wait for you in the small yard over there." One of the men sneered.

Lin Lang smiled lightly and said, "Just walk."

A group of people walked for a few minutes, bypassed the villa, and came to a small yard behind the villa.

This small courtyard was built with a wall, and there was only one wooden door that could be entered.

"We won't go in, Mr. Lin will go see our master himself!" When he reached the wooden door, the middle-aged man in the suit who spoke before said lightly with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Lin Lang smiled lightly: "Why, are you afraid of the Tibetan mastiff inside?"

The faces of the six middle-aged people all changed, and they looked at Lin Lang in horror.

Lin Lang didn't go in, and the Tibetan mastiff didn't make a sound. How did he know there was a Tibetan mastiff inside?

"You want to use Tibetan mastiffs against me? Hehe, if I beat these Tibetan mastiffs to death, can I take their corpses back? I haven't eaten dog meat for a long time!" Lin Lang smiled wickedly, and immediately pushed the wooden door with both hands , people walked into the yard.

"Lock!"

Seeing Lin Lang walk into the yard, several middle-aged men in suits quickly locked the wooden door from the outside.

"What the hell, ten giant Tibetan mastiffs can kill even lions and tigers, but they can't kill you?"

"This guy's courage is really fat. He knows that there is a Tibetan mastiff inside, but he dares to go in!"

"Haha, call him crazy, let him be eaten in a while without even bones left!"

The middle-aged people in suits were laughing outside, but soon, they were stunned!

There were no human screams from inside, only the screams of Tibetan mastiffs, which kept coming!

At first, there was a ferocious barking sound, but less than a minute later, there was only a soft whimpering sound, as if it was about to die at any moment...

"What... what's going on!" Six middle-aged men in suits trembled in horror.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a bright red Tang suit came slowly.

Behind him, followed by a middle-aged, a young man.

This young man was none other than Tan Guxi who was just stunned by Lin Lang yesterday with a bamboo branch!
The middle-aged man in Tang suit is Tan Guxi's father, Tan Zhongming!

The middle-aged man beside Tan Zhongming had a face as sharp as a knife, slightly high cheekbones, protruding temples on both sides, and two cold eyes that seemed to be sharp.

If someone who has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time sees him, he will scream in shock: "Nie Dao Shen!"

In today's era of hot weapons, Nie Chengkong can be regarded as the god of swords in the arena of cold weapons, which shows his great sword skills!

"Has someone been sent to the mastiff garden?" Tan Zhongming asked indifferently after walking over.

Six middle-aged men in suits turned around in fright when they heard Tan Zhongming's voice.

"Old...boss, there seems to be something wrong!" one person said tremblingly.

Tan Zhongming frowned slightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

"You... those Tibetan mastiffs of yours, I'm afraid... I'm afraid they are all dead." The man cried and trembled.

He is very clear that his boss is a well-known director who is admired by everyone outside, but in this villa, he is a murderous maniac.

The mastiff garden was built, and ten giant Tibetan mastiffs were raised in it. It was not that Tan Zhongming loved to adopt Tibetan mastiffs, but... used to dispose of corpses.

Of course, each of the ten Tibetan mastiffs is a specially trained fighting dog, which is expensive, and Tan Zhongming has always liked it...

Now that these Tibetan mastiffs may all be dead, Tan Zhongming will definitely be furious!

When the man answered, his legs couldn't help but soften, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Sure enough, when Tan Zhongming heard that his Tibetan mastiff might be dead, his face turned blue all of a sudden!
"Trash! Open the door for me!" Tan Zhongming said angrily.

"Yes... yes!" The man quickly stood up and opened the door lock.

As soon as the wooden door opened, a bloody smell rushed out.

Tan Zhongming raised his eyebrows and strode towards the courtyard.

Nie Chengkong squinted his eyes, guarded Tan Zhongming tightly, and said in a low voice: "Director Tan, be careful, the people inside are masters!"

There was a strange look in Tan Zhongming's eyes.

Nie Chengkong has been with him for five years. In the past five years, he has met many opponents, but there has never been a single person that Nie Chengkong can call a master.

"A brat, is he really that powerful?"

While Tan Zhongming was on guard, he also had some doubts.

In a corner of the yard, the corpses of Tibetan Mastiffs were piled up together. A young man was skinning one of the Tibetan Mastiffs...

"Director Tan is here, please help me call a truck, otherwise these guys are so big, I can't fit them in the trunk!" After hearing the footsteps, Lin Lang turned his head and gave Tan Zhongming an extremely hateful big smile.

The corners of Tan Zhongming's mouth twitched back and forth, and the anger in his heart exploded.

"Bastard! The Tibetan mastiff that killed me is still skinning it in front of me!"

"Nie Dao Shen, I want him to die! I want him to die!"

Tan Zhongming was furious!

Roaring frantically, with a ferocious expression, his face was extremely red, and the veins on both arms popped out!

"Director Tan, don't be so excited. If you get angry and have a heart attack, it will be bad." Lin Lang smiled playfully.

"Boy, which sect are you a disciple of?" Nie Chengkong narrowed his eyes, looked at Lin Lang coldly, and asked in a deep voice.

Lin Lang curled his lips and said, "No family, no faction, what kind of background is needed to kill a few vicious dogs that eat people?"

Lin Lang's smile faded away, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Nie Dao Shen, people in the Jianghu respect you more, I didn't expect that you would actually work for such a person, it is simply a pawn!"

"I think it's time for you to change your name! From now on, you should be called Nie Mo Dao! You are no longer worthy of the title of Sword God!"

Nie Chengkong snorted disdainfully: "It's not your turn, a junior, to talk to me about whether you deserve it or not!"

While speaking, Nie Chengkong lowered his right hand, and a bright narrow-edged short knife fell from his cuff into his palm.

(End of this chapter)