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Chapter 259

"Bring the knife!" Zhang Biao shouted.

The servant hurried forward and handed a dagger with both hands.

Zhang Biao held the dagger and suddenly stabbed Huang Lang's knee.

The people in the room were so frightened that their hearts trembled, their faces turned pale, and they kept shaking.

Is this meant to torture corpses?

Zhang Biao's eyes were cold, and he dug hard and dug out a piece of meat.

Then, he stretched out two fingers and pinched the wound.

Soon, Zhang Biao pulled out a silver needle as thin as a hair from Yellow Wolf's knee.

The silver needle was actually half black, revealing an eerie and eerie feel.

"Witch Doctor Gate?"

Zhang Biao's pupils suddenly shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

His face was solemn as never before.

"snort!"

Suddenly, Zhang Biao snorted and roared angrily.

"I, Zhang Biao, have no grudge against your witch doctor sect!"

"Why do you want to kill my people, why!"

Zhang Biao was like a mad beast, roaring so loudly that the servants all knelt on the ground in fright.

He touched his head to the ground and was shaking.

Zhang Biao's two followers looked ugly and stared at the silver needle in horror.

Only then did he realize that his boss had not fallen accidentally.

But he followed other people’s rules!

"Mr. Zhang, please avenge Brother Huang Lang!"

The two followers shouted sadly towards Zhang Biao.

"Can you see clearly, what does the murderer look like?" Zhang Biao asked coldly with a stern look.

"He is a young man in his early twenties."

Early twenties?

Zhang Biao couldn't help but frown, wondering.

When did such a powerful young man emerge from the witch doctor sect?

"Have you brought the surveillance camera?"

"The young master has gone and should arrive soon." The servant hurriedly replied.

Just as he was talking, Zhang Jisong walked in hastily.

"Dad, surveillance is here."

After saying that, Zhang Jisong quickly played the surveillance video at that time.

When he saw Ling Tian being hit by a Land Rover, he bounced back unscathed.

Zhang Biao's brows suddenly raised.

"Good skills."

And when Ling Tian kicked the Land Rover over, Zhang Biao's pupils shrank.

"Master of inner strength!"

Zhang Jisong was standing aside with a confused look in his eyes, as if he had seen this person somewhere before.

Unfortunately, the surveillance camera was too far away and the picture was not very clear, so I could not clearly see his appearance.

Wait until the yellow wolf comes out of the car and rushes over with a dagger.

Zhang Biao's eyes widened and he stared at Ling Tian's hand.

However, until Huang Lang fell to the ground, he was shocked to find that he could not see clearly when Ling Tian took action.

"Slow down and do it again!"

Zhang Biao gave an order, and the servant quickly slowed down and played it again.

Zhang Biao stared at the screen, and this time, he finally saw it clearly.

I saw that in Ling Tian's hand, I don't know when, there was a silver needle.

With a flick of his finger, the silver needle penetrated Huang Lang's acupuncture point with great precision.

The yellow wolf lost his balance and fell down, losing his life.

"What a fast speed, what a precise concealed weapon technique!"

Zhang Biao's heart was filled with shock and horror.

The speed of Ling Tian's attack was really too fast.

In addition, the silver needle is so small that it is not noticeable at all.

Not to mention the yellow wolf, even Zhang Biao might not be able to dodge without being prepared.

This person is terrible!

"Ah, I know who he is!"

At this moment, Zhang Jisong suddenly exclaimed.

"Dad, it's Ling Tian!"

"He is Ling Tian!"

"I knew his clothes, so I said, why does he look familiar?"

Although the monitoring distance is far away, the appearance cannot be seen clearly.
Chapter completed!
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