Chapter 1872 This bastard is a devil
Pah!
After the crisp sound, the warrior's figure drew a perfect arc in the air,
and then broke through the window and fell straight downstairs.
Ah... Bang!
Grass!
Grass grass grass grass grass!
The remaining two warriors were in a state of shock.
Devil, this man is a devil, confirmed.
No, his heart is more terrifying and fierce than the devil.
The most important thing is that
he is extremely fierce in both speed and physical strength.
The two warriors felt the threat of death, and they believed that they were not as strong as the other.
If they really fell into this guy's hands, they would be in great danger.
The two subconsciously turned around to escape.
However, Ye Wudao would not let them go.
He stretched out his hand and gently lifted the two up, as if he was lifting a dead dog.
The two struggled violently,
but Ye Wudao released a stream of Qi and directly imprisoned the two. They could not struggle and could only roar.
"I... We are Sixth Master's people. I am Sixth Master's brother-in-law. You... You can't kill us."
"Let me go... Please let me go. I know I was wrong."
"Woo, forgive me. I won't dare to do it again."
However, no matter how much they begged, they couldn't stop Ye Wudao from walking towards the window.
He didn't even slow down his pace.
Song Qianqian had already broken down.
He never thought that this man would hurt two people in the blink of an eye.
How can I explain to Sixth Master?
Sixth Master will definitely not let them live.
Damn it, now is not the time to think about these things. The most urgent thing is to save the remaining two warriors first. Don't make the same mistake again.
She shouted at the top of her voice: "Stop, stop, don't kill people..."
Ye Wudao shook his head: "Sorry, they are the shame of warriors. They must die. It has nothing to do with you!"
After speaking, Ye Wudao threw the two warriors out of the window directly.
Song Qianqian's body went limp, and she collapsed on the sofa, her face ashen.
It's over, it's completely over now.
He killed four people in the blink of an eye... Even the Sixth Master was not as cruel as him!
Who is this man? He must be extraordinary.
She began to regret bringing this man home.
After the fear, Song Qianqian came to her senses.
She held Xiao Shanshan in one hand and grabbed Ye Wudao's clothes with the other hand: "Let's go, let's get out of here quickly."
"Sixth Master's people will find this place sooner or later, and then we will be in trouble, and we won't be able to escape."
Ye Wudao insisted on not leaving: "Don't worry, I told you, little Sixth Master, I really don't care."
"Today, if they come one person, I will kill one, if they come two, I will kill a pair, if they come 100,000, I will kill 100,000 of the other side."
"I will call someone to clean up the scene now."
Song Qianqian tried hard to persuade him, but Ye Wudao just wouldn't listen. In the end, Song Qianqian had no choice but to give up.
She really couldn't figure out where this man got the confidence to confront Master Liu.
Although he was very capable in personal combat, Master Liu had tens of thousands of followers under his command. Two fists could not defeat four hands...
Ye Wudao took out his mobile phone and called Lone Wolf.
"Xingfu Community, clean up the scene, and fight quickly and decisively."
Lone Wolf: "Understood!"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Wudao sat down opposite Song Qianqian.
"Now, tell me why you called me to your house."
Song Qianqian nodded and sat down.
"Tell me first, you are indeed a soldier from Northern Xinjiang, right?"
Ye Wudao: "Of course, how did you guess my identity as a soldier from Northern Xinjiang."
Song Qianqian: "My father is also a soldier from Northern Xinjiang. The aura on you is very similar to my father, so I think you are serving in Northern Xinjiang."
Ye Wudao nodded.
Men from Northern Xinjiang are all loyal and brave, passionate and energetic, and have the same aura and temperament. It is not surprising that Song Qianqian recognized him.
Ye Wudao: "Go on."
