Chapter 84: The Appearance of Xingtian Armor
Qiao Shefei felt cold against him and shuddered.
I slowly opened my eyes and felt a tingling sensation all over my body.
He lowered his head to look at his clothes which were almost torn into strips, and then looked at the bloodstains which had already scabbed over.
Qiao Shefei got angry for the first time.
"What did I do wrong that you would treat me like this?"
"Hahaha, what did you do wrong? You didn't do anything wrong."
Changmao, who was playing with a knife in his hand, laughed unbridled.
At this time, Qiao Shefei suddenly saw Xiaodong hiding in the crowd.
He suddenly remembered that Xiaodong was also a gangster, and maybe he knew these brothers around him. Why not ask him for help?
I think he is the master's only disciple, Xiaodong should be happy to help him, right?
"Xiaodong, Xiaodong, please explain to them quickly. This must be a misunderstanding."
"This……"
Xiaodong hesitated and didn't dare to speak.
"Misunderstanding? Hahaha..."
Basati, who was pretending to be Brother Tiger, laughed and clapped his hands.
Seeing his boss so happy, Changmao, the younger brother, also smiled sinisterly.
"You still misunderstood. The Dongzi you mentioned is now our bread and butter."
“Parents who provide food and clothing??”
Qiao Shefei didn't react for a while.
"It was he who killed you alone."
A gangster with purple hair on his head couldn't help but answer.
"I've never seen someone as innocent as you. You were sold out, yet you're still begging for mercy. You must be a bit mentally ill."
A spirited young man with a tattoo of a turtle descending the mountain on his chest bent down with wild laughter and picked up an iron rod.
"Xiaodong, why are you doing this to me?"
Qiao Shefei looked at Xiaodong in disbelief.
"For money, of course."
“I thought that after the old man died, his shop would belong to me, but I never expected it.
I never expected that he would leave his only property to you. I can’t accept this, I can’t accept this!!!
Obviously I am his biological son!"
Xiaodong's eyes gradually turned red and his voice gradually became louder.
"Kill you. As long as I kill you, no one will compete with me for my property anymore!!"
The timid Xiaodong suddenly became a different person and yelled hysterically at Qiao Shefei.
"Brother, why waste so much time talking to him? As long as you kill him, you and I will get the money."
A gangster nearby with a tattoo of a wild dog coming down the mountain handed Xiaodong an iron rod.
"Yes, as long as we kill him, everything will be over."
Xiaodong swung an iron rod and hit Qiao Shefei's intact wrist hard.
"Click"
With a crisp sound, Qiao Shefei's last remaining wrist was broken.
Lying on the ground, Qiao Shefei closed his eyes in pain, and a line of clear tears slowly flowed from his eyes.
He used to take such good care of Xiaodong, but now...
The external injuries did not cause any pain to a warrior who had fought in the starry sky for many years. It was the internal injuries that made him feel heartbroken.
Listening to Xiaodong's disgusting abuse and the wild laughter of the hooligans on the street.
Qiao Shefei silently said in his heart: "I'm sorry, Master, this damn world forced me to do this."
Noticing the change in Qiao Shefei, Basati, who was standing next to the Bentley waiting, felt excited.
"Their captain is back!!"
Qiao Shefei's pair of purple eyes lit up, and an incomparable terrifying aura suppressed the entire audience.
The iron chains that tied up Qiao Shefei broke and melted into balls of molten iron.
A ferocious and iron face was looming on Qiao Shefei's face.
"Impossible, you are definitely not that loser Qiao Shefei, who... who are you?"
Xiaodong was so scared that he fell to the ground, and a pool of yellow liquid slowly flowed out from his crotch.
Purple devilish flames slowly rose from under Qiao Shefei's feet.
The burning flames slowly condensed into the shape of a suit of armor, fitting tightly onto Qiao Shefei's seemingly thin body.
Purple-black demonic energy gathered from all around, mixed with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, as if kneeling down and begging for mercy from this great warrior.
Behind the terrifying armor, a cloak was fluttering.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Qiao, I was wrong, please spare my life."
Xiaodong slapped himself wildly and crawled at Qiao Shefei's feet, hoping to get his forgiveness.
Forgive? Haha.
I gave you countless chances, but unfortunately, you didn't seize them once! !
Qiao Shefei stepped lightly with his right foot, and Xiaodong, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, instantly turned into a pool of meat paste.
The splattered blood sprayed onto the long-haired young man's face.
The long-haired young man's expression froze in an instant.
As a native blue and white alien, he had only seen such bloody scenes in movies.
"Strange...monster."
"Don't come over here, or I'll call the police!"
Threat?
Qiao Shefei raised his hand covered with sharp nails and clenched it in the air.
The long-haired young man was suddenly lifted into the air, his feet struggling constantly, his face turning blue and purple.
This is a sign of suffocation.
Gradually, the long-haired young man stopped breathing.
The long-haired young man was strangled to death by Qiao Shefei.
"Big Brother, let's run away!"
One of Brother Hu's younger brothers hurriedly opened the car door and was about to escape.
"run?"
Basati smiled evilly and slowly took out a hard, black cylindrical object from his pocket.
"gun!"
The younger brother shouted out in surprise.
"With this thing, what do we have to fear? Let's go and fight that monster!"
"Yes, boss."
The younger brothers who were still alive all echoed the younger brother who was driving.
But Basati shook his head slowly.
"No, you guessed wrong."
Then he pointed the black muzzle of the gun at his subordinates.
"Brother Tiger, you..."
My pupils constricted and my face was filled with fear.
Then, there was a massacre.
The scene seemed like a sauce shop, with salty, sour and spicy flavors all rolling out.
The limbs broke, the torso was shattered, and red and white were scattered all over the ground.
In this pool of blood, Basadi knelt on one knee, welcoming the rebirth of his captain.
The blood all over the ground finally watered the blooming flowers.
Basadi walked straight towards Qiao Shefei and said, "Go home, General. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Qiao Shefei stepped over the pile of corpses with an expressionless face and left with Basati.
At this moment, he became the decisive, ruthless and impartial Captain Zi Ming again.
"please."
Basati opened the car door, put his hand over the roof, and invited Qiao Shefei to get in like a true gentleman.
But at this moment, an inopportune voice sounded.
"Stop, you two murderers!"
"Who the hell is so bold?"
Basati looked towards the source of the sound.
A young man wearing a red courier uniform was standing at the entrance of the underground parking lot with a cardboard box in his hands.
