Fantasy One Knife 999 Level

Chapter 160

"You... you guys!"

Fang Hong only felt his eyes go dark, he resisted the urge to vomit blood, rushed forward and slapped! Cracked! Cracked!

"How decent is that bastard thing!"

After a long time.

Fang Hong sat on the chair with lingering anger. In front of him, three men and four women knelt in a row. The men were okay, but the women were all blushing.

As for their original clothes.....

They were all torn apart in the "chaotic battle" just now.

Fang Hong's eyes swept over the few of them, but he didn't see a familiar figure, which made him slightly relieved.

"Fortunately, the boss is more sensible."

Sighing lightly, Fang Hong said in a deep voice, "Tell me, what's going on."

"Father, we also... don't know."

As soon as the second young master of the Fang family opened his mouth, he was slapped/slapped again.

"I don't know? It means that you ... are voluntary to each other?"

Fang Hong's pupils suddenly dilated.

And just when he was teaching his sons and daughters a lesson, the room 983 had already rushed to the city lord's mansion.

On the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, there was a young man with not much clothes left on his body. At this time, the young man's eyes were dull and lifeless, and the most eye-catching thing was the fully bloomed chrysanthemum.

Next to him, the two dog legs were not much better, each of them was crying and crying over there with snot and tears.

"Where is my son?"

Long Qing rushed into the hall, and saw the young man lying on the ground at a glance. It was unsightly, even made Long Qing feel disgusted at the place where the blood was dripping, and the face that was swollen to the point of being like a bun made Long Qing feel an unprecedented feeling. Disgusted, while countless people in the hall were stunned, Long Qing kicked Long Xuan flying out of the ground.

Then Long Qing grabbed a guard by the collar and asked with a ferocious face, "Where is my son?"

It took a long time for the guard to wake up from his bewildered state, and suddenly he became energized, pointing at Long Xuan who was kicked away tremblingly, and even cried in his voice: "Master, that...is Young Master."

"ah?"

Long Qing looked over subconsciously, and his whole body became stiff.

He couldn't believe that this person who looked like a pig's head and had no chrysanthemums could be his suave, handsome and unrestrained son?!

But Long Qing didn't have time to think about it, he hurried up, took several Medicine Pills for his baby son who had been greatly traumatized physically and mentally, and then used cold electric light to shine on the two dog legs of the Martial Spirit peak/peak.

"Come on, I want to know what's going on."

There was no sadness or joy in Long Qing's voice.

A moment later, Long Qing plundered out of the City Lord's Mansion again, his palm still dripping blood.

Long Qing couldn't even believe his own ears when he heard that his son was made like that by the people of his own city lord's mansion.

Then the ending is simple.

He resolutely did not allow this matter to spread, so there was a bloody storm in the city lord's mansion, but everyone who knew about this matter, whether it was guards or others, died.

Including, the loyal butler of the City Lord's Mansion.

Because the injury was too serious, even if it was cured, it would not be of much value.

Therefore, Long Qing's decision was very decisive and ruthless.

As for this account.

"Young man in blood, plus a little girl, hehe, the Fang family, very good."

Long Qing stood in the midair of Fang's house, locked onto Fang Hong's position with a sneer, and landed rapidly.

"It's forbidden to speak out about this matter, you guys are shameless, Daddy is even more shameless!"

The progress of Fang Hong's losing his temper is nearing the end (affa), now it's done, no matter how angry he loses his temper, it doesn't make sense anymore, Fang Hong can only admit defeat on this matter.

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The three men and the four women were all silent. Up to now, they still don't understand that when they are walking well, they suddenly become agitated, and they still can't suppress it.

Just kidding, even the strong in the divine realm will be hit by strong medicine, how can they suppress it?

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from above.

"Fang Hong, should you give me an explanation for this matter?"

Fang Hong raised his head, looked at Long Qing who was slowly falling from above, and couldn't help frowning: "Brother Long, I was at fault for injuring your butler, and I am willing to compensate you for this, but it is too much to mobilize people for the sake of a butler. Is it a big deal? The friendship between you and me is difficult.....

"Fart, that's not what I'm talking about!"

Long Qing interrupted Fang Hong somewhat rudely.

"Not about this?"

Now it was Fang Hong's turn to be stunned: "That's it?"

Just as Long Qing was about to speak, he suddenly noticed the children of the Fang family who were dressed in blue, and couldn't help frowning: "Fang Hong, I didn't say that you are not bad, but your ability to manage your children is too bad, right? Look at what clothes they are wearing in public...

Speaking of this, Long Qing suddenly froze.

He suddenly remembered that the clothes of his son and those two subordinates seemed to be in the same condition as the people in front of him.

As a Venerable level powerhouse, his observations can be said to have reached the subtle level.

What happened in this yard before, only needs a little perception, and it is clear at a glance.

After smelling the unusual smell, Ti Qing's expression suddenly became weird.

"I'm talking about Fang Hong, this young man from your family also..."

"Dragon City Lord!"

Seeing that Long Qing was about to expose his scar, Fang Hong couldn't sit still.

Mud Bodhisattva is still angry, what the hell do you mean by making sarcastic remarks?

"Oh, let's get down to business, call me that girl named Fang Yu in your family, and the blood-clothed young man she hid, I have something to ask them."

Mentioning the blood-clothed youth, Long Qing's eyes filled with a strong murderous look.

Seeing Long Qing's posture, Fang Hong's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, the problem lies with the blood-clothed youth...

"Brother Long, I also want to ask this blood-clothed youth this time. Since you are here, I will never condone you. How about we go in together?"

Fang Hong's attitude made Long Qing's expression soften a little, and he nodded as if he knew you: "Let's go.".