Before the man finished speaking!

before--

The body of the man who spoke out was wrapped in a red silk thread, and Quan Jin twisted the other end of the thread.

Then!

"Tear!" There was a sound.

"Ah--ah!" After two hysterical screams, the entire hotel lobby fell completely silent.

Shattered into thousands of pieces!

It was really a corpse cut into thousands of pieces. Silk threads were inserted into the man's flesh, and then his body was cut open.

This horrifying scene of blood splattering on the spot made several other men look pale.

"you!"

"You..." Several men looked at Quan Jin in shock and said in disbelief: "Who are you? How could you be so powerful?"

Seeing Quan Jin walking towards them like a hellish Shura.

Several men were so frightened that their legs trembled.

But in this moment of crisis!

The sound of footsteps came from behind several men. The man turned his head to look and shouted in surprise: "Third Patriarch, Third Patriarch, you are finally here!"

The three clan leaders came over after hearing the screams.

As soon as you enter the door.

I saw my own people, as if they had been cut into pieces by some sharp weapon!

"Who did it!"

The three clan leaders' eyes were red. He suddenly raised his head and swept towards the hall. Then he stared at Quan Jin at a glance: "Is it you? Is it you who killed my clan members?"

"A Kyushu who can't even compare to an ant dares to be so presumptuous in front of us."

"I must inform the young master..."

Quan Jin did not give the three clan leaders a chance to finish his sentence.

The silk thread in his hand dragged on the ground. Quan Jin smiled and said, "Young Master? Do you know what the consequences will be if he hears this?"

"A low-class family dares to speak the word "young master"!

When the three clan leaders heard this, their faces suddenly turned pale.

Quan Jin is right...

Young Master.

What kind of existence is that!

These people were not even qualified to take a look, but they did not expect that Quan Jin was not frightened, but instead smashed his own foot.

"You...you are not the king of Kyushu?!"

"No, no, you are, besides being from Kyushu, who are you?"

The expressions of the three patriarchs changed greatly.

Staring at Quan Jin dragging the red silk thread.

The three patriarchs remember very clearly that many years ago, there was a girl beside the young master... I heard that the young master regarded her as his life!

But that girl disappeared a long time ago. No one knows what the girl looks like, what her hobbies are, or what her name is. They only know that she also has a red silk thread.

Still know.

That is the young master - the only taboo.

"You, do you know Young Master?" the three patriarchs asked with their hearts in their hands, comforting themselves that it must be a coincidence.

Quan Jin re-wound the red silk thread around his wrist.

Turn around.

His eyes fell on the hour hand behind him, listening to the ticking of the hands.

"Eleven fifty-eight."

Quan Jin did not answer the three patriarchs' words, but counted down the number on the hour hand: "Eleven fifty-nine."

"Fifty seconds..."

Hearing Quan Jin's clear and melodious countdown, the three clan leaders became increasingly uneasy, and even their heartbeats almost stopped.

The three patriarchs were flustered and stared at Quan Jin with anger and confusion: "What are you counting?"

"Count how many seconds you have left to live!" Quan Jin turned his head and looked at the three clan leaders with a smile.

That smile!

Too provocative, too contemptuous, and too arrogant.

The three patriarchs clenched their fingers tightly. The more Quan Jin counted, the more irritated the three patriarchs became: "Shut up, don't count!"

Seeing that Quan Jin was indifferent, the three clan leaders were immediately angered. They raised their palms and hit Quan Jin on the back!

Extremely powerful;

Even the air was blown with a whooshing sound;

"Fifty-eight, fifty-nine...!" When Quan Jin reported the last number, the palms of the three clan leaders were only half a meter away from Quan Jin.

Qiyao's eyes almost popped out of his head.

The three clan leaders laughed cruelly, thinking that Quan Jin would be killed by him.

pity......

"sixty!"

The last number comes down.

In the ear!

Everyone's ears were ringing, and an imperial voice that looked down at the sky suddenly jumped out. It was airborne! The kind that fell straight out of thin air, which shocked the three clan leaders' hearts to contract violently and vomited blood.
Chapter completed!