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Chapter 370 Nice job(2/2)

"Misunderstanding, Brother Qinglin, is definitely a misunderstanding."

Zhong Jiadong explained loudly: "My demon of the Zhong family, my Zhong family... does have evil young people, but the strongest among the juniors of the Zhong family is the Gangjin level. How could he kill a half-step martial saint?"

"I'll go to Nimad, are you talking about my elder brother, even the juniors of the Zhong family at the Gangjin level can't deal with it?"

Yang Qinglin became even more angry, spitting out Zhong Jiadong's face and said word by word: "My elder brother is dead. You still look down on him. You still want your demon in the Zhong family to step on my elder brother's body to become famous again, right?"

"I don't mean that!" Zhong Jiadong explained loudly.

"Don't talk nonsense to me, hand over the murderer." Yang Qinglin yelled in a rage.

"I don't know who the murderer is, how do you ask me to interfere?" Zhong Jiadong also became angry. Even though the Zhong family could not compare with the city lord's mansion, as the head of the Zhong family, he was unwilling to be eaten and drunk by others like a dog.

"You're looking for death!"

Yang Qinglin finally couldn't help it, and he suddenly pushed forward with his right hand holding Zhong Jiadong's collar. His palm force was blown away, which made Yang Qinglin's feet fly back more than five meters away.

Before this was over, Yang Qinglin followed closely, punched his opponent in the chest, and cursed: "You monster from the Zhong family killed my eldest brother, I will kill you, the second master of the Zhong family, and collect interest."

"It's too much!"

Zhong Jiadong was also angry and raised his palm to answer.

boom!

The fist and palm docking, and the two powerful people in the Void Saint Realm faced off, lifting up dust within a range of more than ten meters on the ground.

Judging from his skills, Zhong Jiadong is one level better than Yang Qinglin, which shocked him to retreat seven or eight steps away, and his right fist and his entire arm were trembling to death.

After gaining the advantage, Zhong Jiadong waved his hand and said, "Yang Qinglin, I don't make things difficult for you for the sake of the City Lord's Mansion. Don't make trouble without reason."

"Okay, okay, you awesome 13, your Zhong family finally showed their wolfish ambitions."

Yang Qinglin continued to retreat, carried his brother Yang Qingsen's body out of the pit, and said hatefully: "Zhong Family, on behalf of the City Lord's Mansion, I will announce that the Zhong Family will be pulled out within three days."

“Beautiful job!”

In the distance, Su Haoran, who was hiding in the corner of the street, raised an evil arc and turned around and said, "Let's fight, it's all about dog biting. I believe that those city guards should not have the energy to want me anymore. They can still help the Liu family and kill two birds with one stone."

But!

Just as Su Haoran turned around, he saw a pair of sinister eyes staring at him.

"Little guy, do you want to leave if you start a dispute?"
Chapter completed!
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