"Sister, how do you want to play? Tell me, I also... like to play the most."

The gun-wielding woman was a little dazed by the boy's words, but then she thought, there are more people on her side, and with the man's instructions, Zhang Qishan can't just ignore him. Thinking of this, the gun-wielding woman, who had been timid before, became bolder again, almost pointing at the boy's nose and yelling: "Who do you think you are? I'm giving you a chance to live. Don't refuse a toast and drink a penalty. I... Ah ah!!!"

Before the woman could finish her lofty words, the finger she had just stretched out to point at the boy's nose was cut in half almost in the blink of an eye. The cut surface was so neat that the arc was almost invisible. The severed finger fell to the ground along with the blood, rolled several times on the dusty floor of the tomb, and finally stopped at the woman's feet.

The woman with the gun then felt fear and took a few steps back trembling, trying to stay as far away from this Jade-faced King of Hell as possible.

Cheng Ji's hands were surrounded by the filaments of resentment that had just solidified, as if he was not the culprit for the woman's broken finger just now. His expression remained unchanged, and he smiled at the extremely panicked woman in front of him and said, "I hate it most when people point at me and talk to me. The grass on the grave of the last person who talked to me like that is three meters high. If it wasn't for my sister saying that she wanted to play with me just now, I would not have been so gentle. So sisters, tell me what you want to play and we will play together."

The pain of the severed finger cleared a lot of waste from the woman's brain, and she became much more sober. Now, just looking into the boy's eyes, she was filled with fear. Holding her still bleeding hand, she hid behind Zhang Qishan tremblingly, not daring to make a sound.

Although Zhang Qishan also hated this woman, he was afraid of her position next to that man. He suppressed his nausea and pleaded for her: "Mr. Cheng, some things can't be too ugly. You still have to go back to Changsha. Do you think I'm right?"

It is said that Zhang Qishan is arrogant to the core, and now Cheng Ji has completely seen it. The young man leaned in Zhang Qiling's arms, sneered when he heard the words, and said: "Zhang Qishan, why do you think you can have face in front of me?"

"How did you tell the person behind you that you accidentally got drunk and leaked the Zhang family's secret? And you accidentally let that person know the existence of the elixir of life, so he sent you here to find it?"

The young man pretended to be puzzled and asked, "How can you be so confident in being both a powerful person and a powerful person? You enjoy the benefits and prestige brought to you by the Zhang family, and your subordinates are all members of the Zhang family. And yet you do all kinds of disgusting things to the Zhang family. I am puzzled. How do you tell the Zhang family members under you about the disgusting things you have done?"

Zhang Rishan had been accustomed to obeying the Buddha's orders over the years, but his parents' teaching that the Zhang family's elder's orders must not be disobeyed made him feel troubled again.

Although Zhang Qiling didn't say a word from beginning to end, he showed his position just by standing there—

The boy's position is his position.

When gods fight, the little devils suffer. Zhang Rishan made the best decision in his life. He quietly withdrew from the battle and shrank into a corner, fearing that the fight between several people would affect innocent people.

Zhang Qishan never thought that the young man had guessed the tricks he used at that time, and he was even more shocked. But just as he was about to find an excuse to escape, the woman behind him jumped out again, and the woman's voice was sharp and piercing. She pushed Zhang Qishan and said, "If you don't kill these two people for me, I will go back and report this matter to him in detail. Kill him now!"

Although Zhang Qishan couldn't do anything to the boy for the time being, it didn't mean that he could tolerate this woman's repeated behavior.

Almost as soon as the woman finished speaking, the dagger that Zhang Qishan had been holding in his hand stabbed straight into the woman's heart.

Facing the shocked look of the woman before she died, Zhang Qishan sneered and said, "You have endured it all this time. Do you really think you can ride on my head just because you have someone to protect you? How naive! It is normal to die in a fight. I will report your tragic death by the poisonous tongue. I believe that person will prepare a grave for you because he values ​​you so much."

The gun-wielding woman who had been so arrogant just now suddenly had blood gushing out of her chest in the blink of an eye. She slowly fell to her knees on the ground, losing all life.

Zhang Qishan looked at the current situation, moved his fingers slightly, and gave an order to his personal soldiers present.

Almost instantly, several members of the Zhang family who were hiding among the personal soldiers jumped up after receiving the order, raised their hands and killed the people next to them with a single blow.

The action was clean and neat. In an instant, the entire tomb was filled with blood, like a hell on earth.

Almost in an instant, the boy's eyes were covered by a big hand, blocking him from the blood and cruelty a few steps away.

Cheng Ji blinked innocently, his eyelashes lightly brushing against the palm of this big hand, not knowing what was going on.

Zhang Qiling put his other hand around the boy's waist and pulled Cheng Ji back, then he explained, "Don't look at it, it's not pretty."

Cheng Ji nodded with a warm feeling in his heart. Not counting the age three thousand years ago, he was at least 27 or 28 years old, but the man next to him always treated him like a child.

The blood over there seemed to be a gully between the love and affection over here, and Zhang Qishan, who was standing in the middle, twitched his eyes when he heard the noise coming from this side.

What a thick filter must be used to make one think that the boy who just cut off someone's fingers without blinking would be afraid of the blood in front of him.

Cheng Ji couldn't see anything, so he simply turned around and faced Zhang Qiling's handsome face.

Hiss... Even if I can see this face every day when I wake up, it will be useless no matter how many times. I will not be able to help but become obsessed with it next time.

Sure enough, Cheng Ji's nonsense never distinguished between time and place, and he just said: "Brother, you are so good-looking, who are you planning to marry in the future?"

"........."

Although Zhang Qiling had long been accustomed to the earth-shaking words that the young man would occasionally say, he still felt helpless every time he heard them.

Thinking of what his mother had told him, Zhang Qiling had no choice but to ignore it.

She reached out and took the boy's hand, groping over one finger at a time, and only after they interlocked their fingers did she say, "You're lucky, baby."

The young man smiled brightly upon hearing this, and happily kissed the man who now responded to everything he did.

The two seemed to have gotten used to this way of getting along, but the others present could not bear it so well.

Zhang Qishan, who was standing a few steps away from the two of them, said: “…”

Zhang Rishan, who was standing in the corner and dared not say a word, said: “…”

Hearing Zhang Qiling call him "baby" was as shocking as hearing Zhang Qiling kick the guy behind him and sit on him.

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