And he was also covered in wounds at this moment. He had just counted, he had been stabbed four times and scratched at least a dozen times.

However, he was very smart, or in other words, he had a good understanding of the human body, so every blow he made avoided the vital points. Although he was seriously injured, he would not die.

At this moment, he stood there precariously, vomited a mouthful of blood, and shouted in a fierce voice: "Go back and tell Fang Zilei that he can't kill me today, and I will let her die without a burial in the future."

Those who were knocked to the ground by him were wailing one by one, unable to get up at all.

He just walked towards the small hotel where he was staying, slowly and step by step, with blood trailing behind him.

Master Hui was shocked by his actions. He thought he would escape or be killed, but he didn't. He actually won the fight head-on?

Just now, he felt that this young man was not cruel enough, but now he felt that he was really cruel, not only to others, but also to himself.

With a bang, the cup in Master Hui's hand fell to the ground.

"Master Hui." The subordinate behind him called him.

He waved his hand and said, "Let's change to a tea set."

"Yes." The subordinate turned around and asked someone to change the tea set.

He originally thought that as long as this young man could survive, he would accept him as a brother and let him take revenge, but now seeing his ruthlessness made him hesitate. He was worried that he If you accept him, he will one day replace you.

He was cruel back then, but he was only cruel to others, and this young man was actually cruel to himself.

He caressed the ring on his thumb, and when his subordinate turned back, he said, "Find someone to keep an eye on that young man."

"Yes." The subordinate agreed, but after thinking for a while, he asked again: "Kill? Or let go?"

He raised his hand, "No, don't let him die, and don't let him go. I want to see again."

"Yes." The subordinate responded again.

Just as the subordinate was about to leave, Master Hui said again: "Also, let me deal with all the people who hurt him."

The subordinate was surprised. It seemed that Master Hui was going to protect the boy. Seeing that the boy was really lucky, he didn't ask any more questions and went directly to do things.

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Qin Zheng came back with injuries all over his body. He walked unsteadily. People passing by him avoided him and regarded him as the god of plague.

He didn't care, or in other words, he didn't have that consciousness at all. At this moment, he was already a little confused and walked back to the hotel by will.

As soon as he reached the door of the room where he lived, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

A girl passed by and screamed in fright.

After a while, many people gathered around his door.

Everyone said to each other, "Hey, who is this person? Why is he lying here injured like this?"

"Hey, I wonder if he's dead?"

"Go and check his breathing?"

"I won't go, why don't you go?"

Several people pushed me around, but no one wanted to come over.

"Otherwise, go to the boss and ask him to throw him out. I don't want anyone to die where I live. I'll be scared."

So someone actually went to find the boss.

Suddenly, a female voice said: "Oh, sisters, don't look for the boss yet, come here, have a cigarette and leave it to me."

Then a woman in cool clothes and smoky make-up came out, holding a box of women's cigarettes in her hand, and gave one to each of the women gathered around.

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