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Chapter 44 The saddest day

These two voices allowed several men not far away to quickly replenish their brains.

Is that boy dead?

Was it crushed by the tires?

Is it like a pool of rotten watermelons on the ground now?

Slowly, they opened the gaps in their fingers, but what caught their eyes was a pair of cold and icy eyes.

Cold God?!

Not to mention recognizing his terrifying eyes, who else can he besides his uniquely modified Ferrari?

Ye Wushang got out of the car, his cold eyes cast on the figure on the hood. He saw him lying there motionlessly. The hat on the black sportswear just covered his head. The wide top pulled up a little, revealing a piece of whiteness on his back.

Following this direction, he glanced at the few people in the distance, which seemed to be their masterpiece.

At this time, the man in the vest was trembling both legs. Why did that kid accidentally hit Leng Shen’s car?

He was in trouble with this matter, and he fell the man, that is to say, he had to bear the whole responsibility alone.

Ferrari, the unique Ferrari.

I wonder if it was smashed by that kid?

Otherwise, after spending some paint, his entire net worth would not be enough to pay even if he had this life attached.

Ye Wushang's deep and narrow eyes flashed with anger, which was filled with a storm that wanted to tear people apart. He pursed his thin lips tightly and was cold and proud. The cold breath emitted from his body pierced the nerves of the man opposite.

"Leng...Leng Shen." The originally loud voice of the man in the vest instantly turned into a crying voice with Douyin.

Leng Shen stared at them without moving his terrifying cold eyes, then raised his jaw slightly and pointed at the black shadow on the hood.

This cold-cold movement made the vest man come over with trembling legs.

The name of Leng Shen is the inhumane side that is inhumane.

Earlier, there was a rumor that Leng Shen was alone to uproot the largest green gang among their gangs. The scene of a battle of hundreds of people was rumored to be rumored, making the boss sitting at the highest point afraid.

The existence of the Qing Gang can be described as a pillar of the underworld, but now it has fallen in the hands of a person, and that person is Leng Shen.

From then on, there was an unwritten rule among the gangsters, and when they saw Leng Shen, they had to take a detour.

It can be seen that the Leng God's status in the underworld is like the Hell Asura.

But now, he actually got Leng Shen.

He also smashed his limited edition car.

This made Hua Ye know that not only would he not help him, but he would also draw a line with him in a hurry.

The man in the vest looked sad and moved the person off the hood with grief.

Today is his most tragic day!

Maybe it was his last day in this world!

The figure who was moved to the ground by him showed a pretty face without any blood. The millet-colored hair was messy, and it hung on its forehead to cover a long and beautiful phoenix eye.

Ye Wushang glanced unintentionally and recognized the grain of corn, his cold eyes sank forward and squatted down, then grabbed the other party's hand.

Well? Jinbo is beating and strong, no different from normal people.

But he clearly remembered that he did not find his meridians on his neck last time.

Thinking of this, his fingers moved to the white neck.

This time is obviously different from last time. As soon as you touch his meridians, you can feel the regular beating of his meridians.

It seemed that falling from the air just now did not cause him discomfort, but he was just falling into a deep sleep for the time being.

Thinking of this, Ye Wushang took a look at his numerology again, as if he could not find anything last time.

Who is he?
Chapter completed!
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