Chapter 88 Who are you?

On the other side, in Zhao Yingquan's office.

A ray of red light fell, instantly splitting Wang Bing's figure into two halves...

Just as the knife fell, a strange look appeared on Zhao Yingquan's face.

No! This feels wrong! It’s not the feeling of a knife cutting flesh...

Whoosh!

I saw a black shadow suddenly flash behind Zhao Yingquan. The black shadow appeared beside Zhao Yingquan like a ghost, and a black light struck Zhao Yingquan!

Zhao Yingquan, who sensed the danger, quickly restrained his strength. The moment the tip of the knife touched the ground, he turned around and suddenly lifted it up to block the black light that was coming.

boom!

The black light that struck was none other than Wang Bing. At this moment, a black long sword appeared in Wang Bing's hand.

The sword blade was directly placed on Zhao Yingquan's hilt, triggering a wave of air. The huge force caused dense cracks to squeeze out of the soles of this guy's feet in an instant.

"I said...who are you killing?"

The black energy on Wang Bing's body was surging, and the spiral energy wrapped around the blade of the sword, constantly rubbing against the tiger-headed sword in Zhao Yingquan's hand, making a squeaking sound.

"It's not unfair at all for them... to die in your hands!"

Zhao Yingquan had a sullen face, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, "It's just that you look down on me, Zhao Yingquan, too much!"

As if he felt a huge force coming from his arm, a bright light flashed in Wang Bing's eyes.

Immediately, a dark shadow flashed out from Zhao Yingquan's side again, and a shadowy general clenched his fist and punched Zhao Yingquan's waist.

"snort!"

Looking at the Yin General coming from his side, Zhao Yingquan once again increased the strength of his arm and instantly swung away Wang Bing's black sword. He flipped his wrist, grasped the handle of the sword and reversed its direction, aiming the sharp tip at Wang Bing.

The Yin general stabbed out suddenly.

laugh!

The moment the powerful blade touched the Yin General again, the Yin General instantly turned into a ball of black energy and rushed towards Wang Bing again.

Wang Bing, who was pushed out, also slid on the ground for a few meters and then stopped.

"I'm going, you have so much strength, I underestimated you, Zhao Yingquan!"

After shaking his numb wrist, the black sword in Wang Bing's hand began to disperse, and finally turned into a pool of ink dripping on the ground.

!!

"My subordinates told me before that a lot of ink stains appeared inexplicably in the boxing gym recently... I was once curious about where these ink stains came from, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be your trick!"

Zhao Yingquan rearranged his posture, and a ball of light red Qi Jin appeared on his arm again. Qi Jin followed Zhao Yingquan's arm and clung to the Pu Dao again, causing the entire Pu Dao to glow with a faint red light.

"A good underhanded general with strange methods... Which family are you a child of?" Zhao Yingquan stared at Wang Bing.

"Zhao Yingquan, don't you think your words are a bit harsh!"

Wang Bing said coldly: "To be honest, I didn't want to cause trouble to you, but from the time you started spending money to find a small inn to check on me, I knew that sooner or later this account between us would have to be settled..."

"That's right!"

Zhao Yingquan sneered and said: "It's just that I didn't expect you to come to the door so quickly! But I just happened to get rid of you!"

"Yeah…"

Wang Bing took a deep breath, and the Wu Qi on his body began to be released continuously. The Yin general that had just turned into black Qi appeared behind Wang Bing again, followed by the second, third, and fourth...

Four Yin generals appeared around Wang Bing, and the evil spirit began to permeate Zhao Yingquan's office.

If one Yin General can make Zhao Yingquan feel that he needs to take it seriously, the second Yin General will already make him a little stunned, and the appearance of the third Yin General will already make him a little unbelievable.

As for the fourth one...

Zhao Yingquan is in bad shape, four Yin generals! What a joke!

A grown-up guy who looks like he's only about eighteen years old?

Even Liangshan can’t cultivate this!

etc!

Zhao Yingquan seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Wang Bing with some suspicion in his tone and said coldly: "You are not Bai Ze... Bai Ze may be just a fake name... Your surname is Feng!"

Having said this, Zhao Yingquan's eyes widened slightly, a little unbelievable.

"You don't need to guess what my last name is!"

After saying that, the Yin general behind Wang Bing suddenly moved, and two huge ghost claws violently slapped Zhao Yingquan, who was standing not far in front.

Facing the sudden blow, Zhao Yingquan pressed his legs hard on the ground and jumped up suddenly, avoiding the oncoming ghost claw.

boom!

The ghost claw hit the ground hard, creating a big crater on the floor of the office. The cracks on the ground spread like spider webs.

Just when Zhao Yingquan thought he had escaped the blow, the ghost claw suddenly lifted up, drawing two black and purple streams of light in the air, and swung it towards Zhao Yingquan who was hanging above.

Ju Ling dispatches generals·Eight styles·Scars of pain!

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Yingquan instantly turned into a stream of light, was knocked away by the ghost claw, and fell towards the steel ring.

…

On the other side, in the hotel, after learning that the boxing ring was attacked, Na Rubao also hurriedly walked out of the hotel room.

Although he had been mentally prepared, he did not expect Zhao Yingquan's retribution to come so quickly.

When he came to the hotel lobby, a solemn voice suddenly stopped Na Rubao.

"Master Bao, where do you plan to go so late?"

Hearing this, the leopard-like footsteps couldn't help but pause. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. He saw a middle-aged man wearing a white tunic suit and short silver-white hair sitting in the hall.

On the sofa, there was a newspaper in his hand.

"you are!"

Rubao's eyes widened slightly, and he obviously recognized who this person was.

"Mr. Ren, I didn't expect you to come to Henan..."

Na Rubao stepped forward, sat directly on the sofa opposite Ren's father, and said: "You, the dignified person in charge of the district, shouldn't be in Wuhan now! Why do you have time to come to Henan to see it?"

"Yeah, I just heard recently that there was some trouble in Luoyang, so I came here to take a look!"

After Ren's father put down the newspaper, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in his arms and handed it to Na Rubao: "Although it is not as strong as Mr. Bao's cigar, I have been smoking this kind of cigarette for more than thirty years...

"

Looking at the handed cigarette, Na Rubao was a little dazed, but he soon realized it, took the cigarette from Ren's father's hand, lit it in his mouth, and after a slight taste, he said, "It does have a different taste!"

After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, Narubao asked, "I wonder what Mr. Ren is waiting for me here to give me? We might as well open the skylight and speak frankly!"

"Master Bao is bright!"

Father Ren smiled slightly and said, "You guys have caused a lot of trouble in Guge's boxing ring recently!"

It's normal for people to die. There haven't been any deaths these days, but too many deaths is abnormal.

"Haha, that's what Mr. Ren said! It's Xiaobao and I who mismanaged..."

Na Rubao naturally knew what Manager Ren was talking about, and said in a haha, "But don't worry, our Suigu Pavilion will handle this matter. After all, we hope to cooperate with the company more in the future!"

"Master Bao, you're welcome! There are indeed some places where I need to trouble Suigu Pavilion in the future, but I don't know if Master Bao can lend me a person this time?"

Thank you to "I was really sleepy today" for the 100 starting coins! Although you are a black man, you have already given the reward. How can I be embarrassed not to thank you, right?
Chapter completed!