He didn't want to be greeted by the shells.

More importantly, the shells attacked by his own people were the orders given by him, Mr. Chen himself.

"Huh?" Chen Qingdi, who was sighing that he was flying with swords and was too consuming spiritual energy, suddenly felt a palpitations, and his pores were spreading rapidly, and his hair stood up. "No, there is danger."

"Swoosh!"

Without even watching, the spiritual energy in Chen Qingdi's body exploded instantly, turning into a afterimage in the void, quickly changing his wèizhi and flying speed.

"Swoosh!"

As soon as Young Master Chen moved, a cannonball flew into the void from his original wèizhi.

"Well, who is this he? Is the accurate head so awesome?" Chen Qingdi couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the shells, and was extremely shocked.

Fortunately, I noticed it quickly, otherwise it would be miserable.

However, Chen Qingdi didn't care about that much. He looked at the direction of the middle-aged man leaving, accelerated and rushed away quickly.

How could Young Master Chen be willing to be kidnapped by someone else’s family?

Even if you can't beat the other party and cannot catch Yao Ji back, at least you have to know who the other party is?

I was put on a gesture, and if the other party didn't know who it was, wouldn't it be that there would be no chance to take revenge?

"Shesky, do you want to kill the King of Hell?" Georges, the nigger bodyguard, saw that Chen Qingdi had gone too far, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, shouted angrily at Shesky, his whole body filled with a huge murderous aura.

"Kill the King of Hell? What's going on?" The black ghost frowned, "I just heard that the person who can fly is the King of Hell, my master?"

"Yes." Georgeff nodded, but still glared at Shosky.

"Oh, God, that damn bastard, not only a bastard, but also an incompetent guy. The King of Hell, my master can fly." The black ghost's face was full of worship, and his eyes also fell on Shesky, "Damn Shesky, you nigger uncle, I have known for a long time that you are an ungrateful guy."

"George, take him down to the boss." The black ghost's face was filled with a cruel smile. "You nigger uncle, I am very happy to see you bastard, you are beaten to the head by the King of Hell."

"What do you... want to do?" Seeing George's attempt to take action, Seusky couldn't help but take a step back and said in horror: "How do I know if you say it's the King of Hell? I can't see it. If I knew that he was the King of Hell, how could I fire the gun?"

"Is it luck to shoot so accurately?" Georgeff sneered, "Photosky, others don't know, don't I know yet, are you very strong?"

"Stop talking nonsense to this ungrateful bastard. He actually tried to kill my nigger's master and take him down for me." The nigger sneered. Of course, he also heard from the nigger that Sesky was very strong.

Brush...

Seeing that Georgeff and others wanted to take action, the masters brought by Sesky all surrounded him with a look of vigilance.
Chapter completed!