After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

The Four Heavenly Kings with broken legs are in excruciating pain.

Suddenly, I saw Long San's cold eyes and the shining machete in his hand, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Shen Changfeng had been defeated, and Long San stood in front of them unharmed. They felt an unprecedented fear in their hearts.

"Lord Long, we were bewitched and deceived by Shen Changfeng. We deserve to die..."

When Shi Ziping saw Long San's cold gaze, his heart sank. He gritted his teeth and knelt down on his left leg. He lay on the ground with difficulty and said tremblingly.

Seeing this, the other three also knelt down, enduring the severe pain, and said in remorse: "Master Long, we deserve to die. We shouldn't have listened to Shen Changfeng's deception..."

Long San smiled coldly, took two steps forward, pointed the machete in his hand slowly at Shi Ziping's heart, and said in a deep voice: "You really deserve to die! Over the years, I have not treated you unfairly. I have given you the best land and shares of Shengshi Dynasty!

"But you are still not satisfied and dare to betray me!"

"Lord Long... We know we were wrong. Please spare our lives! We will never have any other thoughts again and will serve you wholeheartedly..."

Shi Ziping said tremblingly.

"late!"

Long San spat out two words coldly, thrust the machete in his hand forward, and stabbed it directly into Shi Ziping's heart!

Shi Ziping groaned, straightened his body, looked down, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Lord Long, spare my life..."

The other three were so frightened that they nearly peed themselves.

But Long San showed no mercy. He pulled out his machete and killed them one by one without hesitation.

As the Four Heavenly Kings fell to the ground, Shen Changfeng's face turned pale.

He was once a powerful figure, and he also killed people without blinking an eye.

However, when it really came my turn to be killed, the fear in my heart could not be suppressed at all.

Long San turned around and looked at Shen Changfeng, holding the bloody machete.

"Shen Changfeng, back then I thought of you as my senior and didn't want to kill you, so I let you live out your days in peace. But you were unwilling to give up and even wanted to turn the tables. This time, I won't be soft-hearted!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised the machete in his hand and pointed it at Shen Changfeng's heart.

Shen Changfeng was shocked, and then said sadly: "Since I have lost, you can kill me or chop me up, please do as you please."

"Don't worry, I will give you a quick death!"

Long San said in a cold voice.

Then, he moved his hand and was about to stab it with the knife.

"Wait a minute!"

Pi Yangyang suddenly shouted.

Long San quickly stopped and looked at Pi Yangyang with some confusion.

"Mr. Pi, this man has been bought by the Qi family. He will be a disaster if he stays here!"

Pi Yangyang smiled slightly, loosened the hand that was pinching Shen Changfeng's neck, took out a small porcelain bottle from his body, slowly unscrewed the lid, and poured out a black pill the size of a mung bean.

Then, he looked at Shen Changfeng and said calmly: "If you want to die, it's easy. Just one knife. But if you want to live, I can give you a chance."

Shen Changfeng looked at the pill in Pi Yangyang's hand and said in surprise: "You won't kill me?"

"Do you know what this is? This is a brain-eating pill, a highly poisonous substance. Once you take it, unless I personally prepare an antidote, after a month, it will be like there is a bug in your head, constantly gnawing at your brain, giving you a splitting headache.

"The key is that you won't die immediately. You will suffer for 49 days before you die in agony..."

Pi Yangyang said it calmly, but Shen Changfeng was frightened.

If that's the case, I might as well die happily.

"If you want to die, I will grant your wish now. If you want to live, take this brain-eating pill. As long as you do as I say, I will definitely detoxify this pill for you within a month."

Pi Yangyang didn't care about his fear and continued speaking slowly.

"What...what do you want me to do?"

Shen Changfeng swallowed hard and asked.

Survival is a human instinct. As long as you can live, who would really want to die?

"It's very simple. Just cooperate with us in putting on a show. Didn't you join the Qi family? Then tell the Qi family that you have killed Long San! Longmen is now in disarray, and your Qingyi Hall will soon integrate Longmen, and you, Shen Changfeng, will return to your position as the underground emperor of the capital."

Pi Yangyang had obviously already thought about it and said it casually.

Long San was stunned for a moment, then he understood, laughed, and said, "Good idea!"

Shen Changfeng said doubtfully: "If I say this, the Qi family... may not believe it..."

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "I will find a way to make them believe, as long as you are willing to cooperate. Of course, if you dare to leak the news, then you can wait for a month, and die of a headache."

"Okay, I'm willing to cooperate!"

Then he reached out and took the pill from Pi Yangyang's hand, put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Seeing that Shen Changfeng really swallowed the "brain-eating pill" given by Pi Yangyang, Long San put down the machete in his hand, glanced at the Qingyi Hall disciples, and asked suspiciously: "Mr. Pi, there are so many people, how can you keep your mouth shut?"

Pi Yangyang smiled and said, "Xiaodao, go get some wine!"

Wei Xiaodao immediately entered the hall and soon came out with several bottles of wine and several wine glasses.

Pi Yangyang opened the porcelain bottle again and poured out hundreds of pills, threw dozens of pills into each bottle of wine, and then shook it a few times.

"Tell them, if they want to live, line up and come over to drink, one glass each!"

After the medicine had dissolved, Pi Yangyang said to Wei Xiaodao again.

Long San stared at the small wine glasses and said in surprise, "Will drinking just this little bit work?"

"Generally speaking, one pill can be paired with a bottle of wine. I've already increased the dosage..."

Pi Yangyang replied.

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Long San's forehead.

This is not just an increase in dosage, it is an increase of dozens of times!

Shen Changfeng's expression became very strange.

Those small wine glasses can hold more than sixty glasses from one bottle of wine.

In other words, the pill he just swallowed could be used by more than 60 people, but he swallowed it all by himself.

He suddenly felt a chill on his back and a slight headache.

Wei Xiaodao and Tie Niu asked the Qingyi Hall disciples to line up. How could they dare to resist? They lined up in several teams and came to drink.

Soon, everyone was drinking.

Long San glanced at them coldly and said in a cold voice: "Remember, if anyone dares to leak the slightest rumor, not only will you die of a headache, but I will not let any of your family members go! If you have no family members, I will dig up your family's ancestral graves and spread your ancestors!"

"Don't dare!"

The Qingyi Hall disciples quickly responded in fear.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, they were already terrified to the extreme.

Long San looked at the two guardians again and said, "Would you like to have a drink too?"

The two guardians nearly fainted from the pain, and knowing that they couldn't escape, they had to come over and take the wine glasses, and drank three glasses each.

"Good, very good!" Pi Yangyang smiled happily and said, "Don't worry, as long as this matter is over, I will give you the antidote. But don't have any fluke mentality, because no one can cure this kind of poison except myself."

Everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound.

"Master Long, let's go. The show is about to begin!"

Then, Pi Yangyang said to Long San.

Long San turned to look at Shen Changfeng and said in a deep voice: "After we leave, you can report to the Qi family!"

ps. I am Hu Shuai's editor. His indicators did not improve during the reexamination yesterday. His lung condition is not good. He needs to continue to be hospitalized. In addition to intravenous nebulization, he has to be treated at least three times a day, each time for a long time, and he also needs high-frequency oxygen. He has an old lung disease and has been using a ventilator for a long time. Hu Shuai has not told you about it, but the situation is more serious this time. Hu Shuai is so old that he can't use a mobile phone to type like young authors. Now he can't write much even if he forces himself. It's hard to maintain the update volume. Please be patient and wait until his body recovers. I am his editor. If he can write, I will definitely be the first to urge him to write. I won't say that he deliberately stopped updating so that readers can't read. Please bear with me. If you make up reasons for less updates or stop updating, you will know that there is no basis if you use your brain a little. If you really don't want to write, you don't need to say these things. It's because we all respect the readers who have been following for a long time. Readers with ideas can temporarily support the book, but there is really no need to speak ill of them.