my hot lady boss

Chapter 1132 Killed Louis XIV?

This time, Yang Yesheng believed it completely. Louis XIV had indeed drunk too much. Otherwise, when he heard that Yang Yesheng was about to kill him, he would never have continued to pretend to be drunk. He would definitely be furious. Immediately Xiangyang Yesheng attacked.

After hanging up Zou Dexing's phone, Yang Yesheng said to Zhao Yuling: "Yuling, it's almost time, you go to the airport first, I'll deal with him first, and then I'll meet you at the airport."

Yang Yesheng and Zou Dexing called just now, and Zhao Yuling and the three of them heard clearly. Of course they knew what he was going to do, and they couldn't help being afraid and worried.

Zhao Yuling looked at his watch and said, "Ye Sheng, why don't I go with you, anyway, there's still time."

Yang Yesheng shook his head and said: "No, this guy is very powerful, I can't guarantee that I can kill him, otherwise, if he wakes up, I can escape by myself, but if I bring you again, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape."

Zhao Yuling thought about it, so she nodded and said, "Okay, Ye Sheng, you must be careful, no matter whether you succeed or not, you must call me. If... If it really doesn't work, don't try to be brave."

Yang Yesheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, Yuling, I'll be fine, just wait for my call."

There are some things that don’t need to be said too much, as long as the meaning is expressed, otherwise, talking more will not only do no good, but will be considered by men as nagging, which will only increase the man’s impatience.

Zhao Yuling was not a nagging woman, and when Yang Yesheng agreed, she stopped talking, nodded, turned around and left the room with Zhang Lan and the two of them.

The three of them left, Yang Yesheng also took a deep breath, put the phone back in his pocket, gently picked up Louis XIV, and walked out of the room.

Where to go, Yang Yesheng thought as he walked out, definitely not in the urban area, if Louis XIV could not be killed, it would attract Louis XIV's crazy revenge, if it was in the urban area, I don't know what would happen How many innocent people were injured.

Let's go to Beihu Bridge. After much deliberation, Yang Yesheng realized that Beihu Bridge is really a good place. Not to mention night, even during the day, there is no one there.

In fact, Yang Yesheng was also extremely nervous and excited. It seemed that he hadn't been so nervous and excited for many years.

The first time I was nervous and excited was when I agreed to Fang Zhongxue to go with him to stop Huo Qinglong from dealing drugs with others. As a result, Yang Yesheng was crippled with an arm. The second time I was nervous and excited was coming back from the dead, Huang Zhu He blew himself up, then went to seek revenge on Ouyang Xi, and rescued Tianfeng by the way.

Except for these two times, Yang Yesheng's mood was still nervous and excited, other times, Yang Yesheng hardly cared, such as the first encounter with the evil spirit religion, such as going to the five northern countries with Yan Xingzhen.

However, this time, Yang Yesheng was extremely nervous and excited. After all, Louis XIV is too powerful and has such a weird temper. Maybe Xiaocheng City will have a catastrophe in advance.

Just now Zou Dexing said that even if Louis XIV cannot be killed today, the Evil Spirit Cult has not completely got rid of the darkness, so Louis XIV will not launch a full-scale war to destroy the world. However, the war to destroy the world will not be launched in advance. But whether Louis XIV will make a big fuss in Xiao City first, Yang Yesheng really has no certainty in his heart.

Along the way, it was very peaceful, and when the North Lake Bridge was approaching, Louis XIV suddenly said: "Yang Yesheng, although your kung fu is also very high, it is far behind me. If I want to kill you, it will be as easy as a piece of cake." .”

Yang Yesheng was shocked, and instinctively slammed on the brakes. Turning his head, he saw that Louis XIV was still asleep. He was talking in his sleep just now. Then he felt relieved and cursed secretly, "Fuck, this old monster, fell asleep." He was not honest, and almost scared me out of trouble.

"Yang Yesheng." At this moment, Louis XIV started talking in sleep again, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

This is also the question that Yang Yesheng wants to know the answer the most, he hurriedly asked: "Why?"

However, Yang Yesheng waited for a full 5 minutes, and Louis XIV stopped talking, making Yang Yesheng's teeth itchy, wishing he could give him a hard punch, but he didn't dare, for fear of waking him up , So I continued to drive and headed for Beihu Bridge.

Ten minutes later, Yang Yesheng stopped the car, and was about to push the door to get out of the car, when Louis XIV suddenly said: "Yang Yesheng, my concubine Ivana will be in Xiaocheng in two days. It's time for me to revive her, and let you see what is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Yang Yesheng waited for a while, saw that Louis XIV did not speak anymore, so he opened the door and got out of the car, came to the door of the co-pilot, opened the door, and carried Louis XIV down.

Looking around, there was really no one to be found here, Yang Yesheng immediately hugged Louis XIV and walked towards the woods.

The night before yesterday, at this place, Yang Yesheng was beaten by Louis XIV so that he ran around and had no way to go to heaven or earth. Unexpectedly, after a day and a half, Yang Yesheng came here again with Louis XIV, but the situation was different. It was different from that night. Louis XIV was drunk and seemed to be a piece of meat on the board.

Entering the woods, Yang Yesheng looked around, continued to walk into the woods, reached the innermost part of the woods, and almost reached the North Lake, then stopped and put Louis XIV on the ground.

Standing up, Yang Yesheng took a deep breath, took out the Qiushui dagger, gently stroked the pattern on the dagger, and sighed: "Qiushui dagger, my fate is all in your hands, don't let me disappointment."

Gently pulling out the dagger, Yang Yesheng threw the scabbard on the ground, holding the handle of Qiushui's dagger with both hands, took a deep breath, and was about to slash at Louis XIV's neck, when suddenly his heart skipped a beat and stopped .

"Pfft." Yang Yesheng bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and spat it on Qiushui's dagger, only to see a yellow light flash on it, and the blood spit out by Yang Yesheng was completely absorbed by Qiushui's dagger.

Yang Yesheng immediately felt that his control over Qiushui's dagger had increased a lot, and now Qiushui's dagger had little resistance to him, and could almost be completely controlled by him.

After spraying this big mouthful of blood, Yang Yesheng's face turned pale. After all, the blood on the tip of the tongue is the most essence in the human body. In ancient times, people said that they bit their tongues to kill themselves, which meant that the blood supply was cut off. way.

Yang Yesheng held the Qiushui dagger again, pointed at Louis XIV's neck, let out a hey, and chopped it down with all his strength.

Living up to Yang Yesheng's expectations, Yang Yesheng chopped off with a single knife, and Louis XIV's head was immediately separated from his body.

Yang Yesheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly used a few more knives, cutting off both arms and legs of Louis XIV.

However, to Yang Yesheng's slight surprise, none of the five cuts were bleeding.

It doesn't matter anymore, anyway, Louis XIV is dead, Yang Yesheng can be regarded as a big stone to let go of his heart, the opponent who caused him the most headache finally died, and he no longer has to be afraid of anything.

Then, Yang Yesheng can almost change the next thing, he can go all out to explore the old hole of the evil spirits, and go to rescue Kiki with all his might. After all, apart from Louis XIV, other monsters of the evil spirits are in the world. In Yang Yesheng's eyes, everything was absolutely vulnerable.

Was it too easy? Louis XIV was killed by him so easily, Yang Yesheng felt a bit like a dream, but the pain in his tongue was real, and the body of Louis XIV in front of him was also real.

Killed Louis XIV?
No matter, let's bury Louis XIV's body first. Yang Yesheng bent down and was about to pick up Louis XIV's body, but suddenly felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and couldn't help being surprised...

(End of this chapter)