Chapter 120 (1/2)

If one arrow only makes Yang Jiren feel that the golden goose Gang is no more than this, and the two arrows only make Yang Jiren feel that Jianghu people are so unreliable, then Yang Jiren is really afraid after the third arrow shoots the generals around him.

What kind of bow and arrow is this? It's exactly the command arrow used by the king of hell to claim his life. Yang Jiren exclaimed, ”help, protect me and run for my life!”

Yang Jiren was afraid, and those officers and soldiers were even more afraid. When Jin Ruyan and Jin Ruhong died, they already had a trace of fear. But the generals are still there. Their backbone is there. No matter how powerful the bows and arrows are, they have to shoot one by one. Can they kill everyone?

Now even the generals have been shot to death. Their confidence has collapsed in an instant. There are no leaders. Are they still fighting for a fart? So the officers and soldiers in the courtyard dispersed in a crowd, and the officers and soldiers surrounding the courtyard also ran away. The speed was no slower than that group of experts of the golden goose gang.

The officers and soldiers only thought about running away, but forgot Yang Jiren. In a flash, there were only stunned Yang Jiren and three bodies on the ground.

As for the bodyguard Lao Liang who has been following Yang Jiren, I don't know whether it was because he was ashamed of what had happened before, or whether he had seen that the situation was bad and had long lost his whereabouts.

Yang Jiren wanted to run away with the officers and soldiers, but he found that his legs trembled and he couldn't move at all. He wanted to say a few tough words to refresh himself, but his voice was dry and dumb, but he couldn't say a word. After a long time, he finally softened his legs, knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head: ”young Xia, young Xia, spare your life.”

Qingyang frowned and ignored him. Instead, he came to the three bodies, pulled out the three arrows, wiped them clean, and put them back in the arrow pot.

Seeing that Qingyang didn't care about him for the time being, Yang Jiren thought his begging for mercy had worked, so he quickly turned to Qingyang and said: ”Young Xia, I'm also obsessed. I don't know you like the fisherman's wife, and I didn't mean to kill her. I knew that young Xia also likes that mature woman, so I'll leave her to you. But Yu Mengmiao is still there. If you like it, I can have her sent to you.”

Qingyang didn't answer Yang Jiren's words, but repressed his murderous spirit, stared at him and said, ”where is Yu Mengmiao?”

Yang Jiren thought it was Qingyang's heart. With a flattering smile on his face, he said, ”Yu Mengmiao is in my backyard. As long as you let me go back, I'll send him right away.”

At this time, he still wants to go back. Yang Jiren's brain doesn't know how to grow. For such a person, Qingyang feels disgusted when he looks more, and he feels dirty when he kills him.

Qingyang turned his head and said to Wang Yinlong, ”you and Heishan old fox go with me to save people. This scum will be dealt with by Langli loach first. Remember, you can't kill him easily, and let him taste the taste of pain.”

The other members of Jinsha Gang have not fully awakened from the shock that Qingyang young Xia has turned over the whole Jinyan gang and hundreds of officers and soldiers. Only a few senior leaders are still awake for the time being. Ni Qiurong hurriedly said: ”Don't worry, young Xia Qingyang. One of my subordinates used to be an executioner, especially good at cutting. He said that if he died with a thousand knives, he would never cut only 999 knives. This time, this scum must regret living in the world.”