My attributes have no limit

He reached out and flicked it, and the short sword was inserted into the side of Shao Mao's head.

Changmao was so frightened that he ducked, and his heart was even more frightened.

"Goodbye, everyone, thank you for your alliance coins." Seeing that these people had transferred a lot of alliance coins to themselves, Wang Qi also turned around and left here with a wave of his hands.

Watching the other party leave, but his dagger is still aside.

I originally thought that Wang Qi would not take away his weapon, but a hint of joy just rose in my heart, and I secretly sighed that this guy seemed to be ignorant.

But the next second, he saw the figure who had just left walking over again.

"I forgot something. This weapon of yours should be sold for a lot of money, so I'll take it away!" Wang Qi's plain voice came, but Changmao's heart ached when he heard it, and he looked at it with a smile on his face. Wang Qi.

The anger in his heart seemed to spread to his entire body: "I thought you could leave the weapon to me, but now I'm really broke, you idiot!"

"Brother Changmao, what should we do now?" A younger brother squatting next to Brother Changmao asked.

"Tmd, carry me back quickly and take the injured brothers with you. I want to inform the boss now!" Brother Changmao's mood at this time also became extremely irritable as Wang Qi left, and he roared angrily.

What just happened is simply a shame for Brother Changmao. He has been following Zhou Wenbo for so many years, and they have always bullied others. Whenever someone dares to take action against them, if Wang Qi is a strong martial artist, he will also Just admit defeat, the boss won't say anything, but it is simply unforgivable for such a young boy who looks like he is still young to humiliate himself like this.

"Okay! But Brother Changmao, what should I do about Zhou Heng?" The boy glanced at Zhou Heng who was still wailing not far away, twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked Brother Changmao.

Zhou Heng was really miserable this time, all his limbs were lost.

The little brother felt happy for a moment, but fortunately he didn't know that he had offended that fierce god.

Zhou Heng! Brother Changmao was furious when he heard this name, and he wanted to kill him with a thousand knives.

"What to do, what to do? What else can I do to the horse rider? Take him away!"

Brother Changmao roared angrily, making the little brother next to him nod his head repeatedly.

"It hurts me so much! Damn"

When the wound was involved, Brother Changmao took another breath of air and screamed in pain.

Although he was dissatisfied with Zhou Heng in his heart, after all, he was still the nephew of his boss Zhou Wenbo. If he knew that he had thrown Zhou Heng on the road with his hands and feet broken, I'm afraid he would not be able to reap the rewards.

He could only hold back the anger in his heart and ordered the younger brother beside him to bring Zhou Heng with him.

Then he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Boss!"

Brother Changmao sounded a little uneasy. He didn't know how his boss would deal with him after he told what happened at night.

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of questioning in his tone: "Changmao, what's the matter with you? What time is it and you haven't arrived yet!"

In the side building of a luxury tavern in Yongfeng Town, Zhou Wenbo and his subordinates had already assembled.

All the warriors in the entire tavern have been mobilized. On the surface, only some management and service staff are left to maintain normal operations to avoid being noticed. All other warriors have made full preparations for the battle at night.