The young man in the windbreaker said, "Take me to find Ouyang Qing!"

"Yes, yes!" In order to survive, the bodyguard captain kept nodding and came to the second floor under the hostage of the young man in the windbreaker.

The bodyguards behind them approached one after another, but no one dared to take a step forward because the life of the security captain was still in the hands of the young man in the windbreaker.

Soon, under the coercion of the young man in the windbreaker, the bodyguard captain came to the Supreme Private Room, which was the private room dedicated to Ouyang Qing, the third young master of the Ouyang family.

So, the security captain knocked on the door tremblingly.

"Who?" A young man in the private room hugged the girl in his arms.

"San Young Master, I'll go and have a look!" A guy next to him went to open the door. As soon as he opened the door lock, he rumbling and the door was kicked away by the young man in the windbreaker.

As for the guy who opened the door, he was no longer conscious.

Ouyang Qing, the third young master of the Ouyang family, was shocked and shouted: "Do you know who I am?"

"Ouyang Qing?" asked the young man in windbreaker.

"Fuck you, since you know it's me, get out with me!"

Before Ouyang Qing could finish his words, the windbreaker's surgery directly slashed through Ouyang Qing's throat. Ouyang Qing covered his throat with both hands and looked at the windbreaker's youth in despair. He didn't understand why the other party dared to kill him.

After the young man in the windbreaker killed Ouyang Qing, he turned around and left the private room.

The corridor was blocked by more than a dozen bodyguards.

"He killed the third young master and stopped him!" The bodyguard captain ran out of the private room and shouted.

"What, he killed the Third Young Master?"

"Ye Qiu killed the third young master and couldn't let him go!"

However, the bodyguards here are all ordinary people and can't stop the young man in the windbreaker. In a moment, several bodyguards lie on the ground, unconscious and do not know whether they are dead or alive.

The other bodyguards retreated one after another.

He retreated directly to the stairs and watched the young man in the windbreaker go downstairs.

At this time, outside Huangpu No. 1, a luxury car was parked where there were two people on it.

"Your way, Mr. Jun, will it be in danger?" asked the driver, the young man in the windbreaker asked them to wait here.

"How could I know?" Another person said, looking at the door, and saw a young man in a windbreaker walking out of it.

He said excitedly: "Look, Mr. Jun is out!"

The driver immediately started the engine and drove the car to the gate. The young man in the windbreaker opened the door and went straight into the car and said, "Drive!"

With a buzzing sound, the luxury car drove away from the gate of Huangpu No. 1.

Shortly after the young man in windbreaker left, an extra-long car parked at the door, and several people in suits and ties got off from above, with strong momentum, especially the one who was walking in the front, with the momentum of the superiors as they walked.

"The head of the family, it's the head of the family!"

Yes, the middle-aged man in the head was Ouyang Feng, the head of the Ouyang family. Not long ago, he had a son who died in the provincial capital.

Soon, Ouyang Feng came to the Supreme Private Room and saw Ouyang Qing lying in a pool of blood, his neck was sealed with sharp weapons, and a huge murderous aura burst out.

He shouted: "My son!"

His second son Ouyang Chen had just died in Kyoto, and his youngest son died again. He must avenge this revenge.

"Who did it?" Ouyang Feng asked.

"It's Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu, he came here to kill the third young master!"

After the wound was examined, Ouyang Qing's neck was indeed injured by a sharp weapon, and the wound was very thin, so it should be a scalpel.

Everyone knows that Ye Qiu’s most common weapon is the scalpel.

"Ye Qiu, I am incompatible with you!" Ouyang Feng shouted.

At the same time, Fengyun Youth stood on the bridge mountain of the Grand Canal of Kyoto, smoking a cigarette. It was about one hundred meters away from him, and it was a luxury sports car.
Chapter completed!