Xiao Guan's fingers were buckled against Zhang Yu's throat like an iron hook, which made him feel suffocated and his face turned red and purple.

"If you don't make a decision, I will break my neck." Xiao Guan looked at Butterfly with a smile on his face: "Think about it, he is dead, but it was you who killed you. Haha, you killed your man..."

"Xiao...guan...I...cao you...my mother..." Zhang Yu struggled, making such a sound intermittently deep in his throat.

The strength of the two sides is too great, and it is impossible for Zhang Yu to resist. He can only let Xiao Guan hold on, and his life can be reimbursed at any time.

"Pa", Xiao Guan raised his hand and slapped Zhang Yu in the face: "If you scold me again, I will torture you to death slowly. Do you believe it?"

"Cao...you...my mother." Zhang Yu's stubborn temper also came up. If he couldn't beat him, I would scold you to death. If he had the ability, he would torture me to death.

Xiao Guan's face turned cold: "Okay, you asked for it."

"Xiao Guan, you are not allowed to torture him, otherwise I will detonate the bomb and we will all die together." Butterfly took a step forward, held the detonator tightly with his right thumb, and shouted at Xiao Guan.

"Hmph, then you threw the detonator and I'll let him go." Xiao Guan's eyes swept over the detonator. This was something that could threaten him after all.

"No, don't let it go, or we'll be done." Zhang Yu struggled hard and took a breath.

"Xiao Guan, let go of Zhang Yu, I'll follow you." The ever-changing Heavenly King said coldly.

"Haha, the relationship is really good. I have the spirit of self-sacrificing myself, right?" Xiao Guan smiled grimly, twisted Zhang Yu's arm with his other hand, and heard a 'gaba' sound, and his arm was broken by him.

"I'm grass." Zhang Yu's face turned blue and purple, and he gritted his teeth and cursed. The severe pain almost made him bite the root of his teeth.

Butterfly looked at Zhang Yu's pain and his hands trembled: "Xiao Guan, you..."

"Put down the detonator, otherwise his other arm will be broken." Xiao Guan said, then put his hand on Zhang Yu's other arm.

"Xiao Guan, you are too despicable."

"Is that so, a despicable person can live longer." Xiao Guan's patience has gradually been worn out, and he frowned: "I will give you ten seconds in the end, so I will break one of his arms."

"Cao, if you have the ability, you can kill me." Xiao Guan stopped holding Zhang Yu's neck, so he could speak, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. Male Gobi's arms were about to grow, but now they were broken again.

"ten."

"Nine."

"eight."

“…”

"three."

"two."

"One." Xiao Guan's tone became colder and colder. He pinched Zhang Yu's other arm with his right hand and was about to take action.

"Wait." Butterfly shouted: "No, I'll let it go."

"No," Zhang Yu was anxious. If the butterfly put down the detonator, she would definitely not be able to survive. Xiao Guan could not let anyone survive.

"A Yu, I can't watch you suffer."

“Let go quickly.”

The butterfly stared at Xiao Guan and made the final hesitation. She also knew that once she put down the detonator, it would be the one who would be the slaughter and the other who would be the fish.

Zhang Yu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and smashed it into Xiao Guan's face: "I kill you."

‘Bang’, Xiao Guan kicked Zhang Yu to the ground and stepped on his chest: “Don’t let go, then I will break his sternum bit by bit, so that you can watch his heart burst…”

"I'll put it." Butterfly gritted her teeth and slowly released her thumb pressed on the detonator.

“Take it away.”

"Okay." Butterfly nodded and threw the detonator next to it.

Seeing that the threat was lifted, Xiao Guan smiled coldly: "Now, you can all die." As he said that, he suddenly raised his feet and stomped on Zhang Yu's chest.

"No,." Butterfly widened her eyes and rushed towards Xiao Guan. She wanted to stop him, but could she really stop him?

"Are you going to die?" Zhang Yu was not much afraid, but he was worried about the butterfly...

Just as Xiao Guan's feet were about to step on Zhang Yu's chest, a cold snorted and a figure flew towards Xiao Guan at an extremely fast speed.

Xiao Guan was shocked and didn't bother to kill Zhang Yu. He jumped up, avoided the flying figure, and looked at the door intently.

‘Bang’, the figure flying in fell on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth. It was the confidant who had withdrawn from here before, and he was almost out of his way.

"Who," Xiao Guan stared at the door, and he felt a threat.

"A Yu, are you okay?" Butterfly pounced on Zhang Yu and asked, touching his chest.

Zhang Yu, who had escaped from death, gasped and hugged the butterfly: "I'm fine, we won't have anything to do."

A figure slowly walked in from outside. It was not tall, but it fell into Xiao Guan's eyes, but it changed his face continuously. He could not see through the depth of the person coming.

"Who are you?" Xiao Guan asked in a deep voice.

"You are not qualified to ask." The figure stood still, swept through Xiaoguan, and finally fell on Zhang Yu: "Boy Zhang Yu, I'm not late."

Zhang Yu looked at the figure and felt a urge to burst into tears: "Grandpa Jing, you almost came late. If you want to be late for a few seconds, I will be burping."

Grandpa Jing, Mr. Jing, Moxian.

After receiving the call from Zhang Yu, Mr. Jing rushed over because Zhang Yu and the others were not Xiao Guan's opponents at all. Fortunately, it was not too late, otherwise he would be really not good at facing Xiao Feng.

"Just don't have a burp." Old Jing smiled lightly and looked at the ever-changing king: "It's not bad, it's very similar, but in my eyes, there are still many flaws."

Mr. Jing raised Xiao Feng to his grandfather since childhood, and he can be said to be one of the people who know him best. The ever-changing king can hide it from others, but he can't hide it from his eyes.

"Who are you?" Xiao Guan was chatting all the time when he saw the old man coming and didn't take him seriously. He couldn't help but feel angry.

"If you really want to know, go back and ask the one behind you, and he will definitely tell you." Old Jing said lightly.

"You..." Xiao Guan was stunned, and then his face changed drastically: "You are Jing Moxian."

"Haha, it seems you know me." Jing Moxian smiled: "Are you scared?"

Xiao Guan gritted his teeth. He was indeed afraid. Jing Moxian, but he was of the same level as the one behind him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you today." Jing Moxian shook his head: "I have to ask you to go back and give the one behind you, saying that I'm waiting for him in Yindu and ask him to come and have a gathering."

When Xiao Guan heard Mr. Jing's words, he breathed a little relieved: "Okay, I will definitely bring your words."

"Um."

Xiao Guan clenched his fists. With Jing Moxian there, it was impossible for him to kill Xiao Feng: "Jing Moxian, I hope you can stay by Xiao Feng's side all the time." After that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Mr. Jing said coldly.

Xiao Guan mentioned his heart, did he anger him, "What else is there?"

"You come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want? You hurt boy Zhang Yu. If I don't do anything, my baby grandson will definitely blame me."

"You..." Xiao Guan glanced coldly at Xiao Feng: "What do you want."

Mr. Jing looked at Zhang Yu's injuries and said nothing. His body disappeared from the spot in a flash. When he appeared, he had already arrived beside Xiao Guan.

Xiao Guan was shocked and without thinking, he punched Mr. Jing.

"The power is too weak." Old Jing shook his head and hit Xiao Guan's fist with a four-level force. The latter's body flew out and hit the wall.

Both of them are the fourth level of force, and are exerted by Mr. Jing, and their power is several times or even dozens of times greater than that of Xiao Feng. This is the accumulation of "qi".

‘Puff’, Xiao Guan vomited a mouthful of blood, his face full of horror. Jing Moxian was indeed so powerful.

Old Jing injured Xiao Guan with a blow, but did not stop, but walked towards him and looked at him condescendingly: "You are still too weak, probably not even as good as your junior brother."

It was too weak, and the three words fell into the ears of Zhang Yu and others. Their already shocked expression became even more dull. Xiao Guan, who was so super awesome just now, couldn't hold on in front of Mr. Jing.

Moreover, Mr. Jing said that he was too weak. They felt that no matter what, the word "weak" would not fall into Xiao Guan. If even he was weak, would anyone else have to work? They were all useless.

"You, what are you going to do?" Xiao Guan also recognized the gap between him and Mr. Jing, just like the gap between Zhang Yu and him, and he had no power to fight back at all.

Old Jing raised his foot and stepped on Xiao Guan's arm. The double strength was blessed on his feet, bursting out through the soles of the shoes, breaking his bones.

"Get out, I hope you will call him when you go back, otherwise you will have no chance." After saying that, Mr. Jing turned around and walked towards Zhang Yu.

Xiao Guan looked at Old Jing's back and wanted to send a fatal blow from behind, but he didn't have the courage to get up and stagger away.

"Boy Zhang Yu, stretch your arms over." Old Jing came to Zhang Yu.

"Oh." Zhang Yu stretched out his intact arm.

Mr. Jing rolled his eyes: "Boy, you are so stupid, that injured arm."

"Ah, oh oh." Zhang Yu smiled bitterly, and hurriedly held back the pain and stretched out: "Grandpa Jing, you are so awesome. I didn't expect that Xiao Guan had become a trick in your place."

"Haha." Old Jing smiled, his hands shook, and Zhang Yu let out a miserable scream.

"Don't shout, endure the pain, I'll help you get the bones." After Mr. Jing said that, he touched the broken bones a few times, and after confirming that the cracks in the bones were all connected, he took out a bottle of medicine and threw it to the butterfly: "Put it on the ointment given by Old Man Nangong."

Butterfly nodded quickly and applied ointment to Zhang Yu. A chilling feeling appeared, which made Zhang Yu, who was so painful that his face was full of sweat, breathed a sigh of relief, making him feel much more comfortable.

"Xiao Guan won't come. When Afeng comes back, ask him to call me and I'll leave first." After saying that, Old Jing turned around and walked outside.

"Well, thank you Grandpa Jing for helping him." Zhang Yu shouted at Old Jing.

Mr. Jing did not turn around, waved his hand, and quickly disappeared from the sight of several people, as if he had never appeared before.

"Damn, I understand what that sentence means."

"What sentence?" Butterfly asked curiously.
Chapter completed!