It was too late for Yang Jie to stop him. Seeing the bottom-up wine glass, his brows frowned slightly. Could it be that he really judged a gentleman by his villain's heart?

At this time, Wen Yanqing winked at the maid.

The maid hurried to Yang Jie's side and poured the wine over again.

"Brother Mu Yi, my sister has already drunk it. Do you still suspect that this wine is poisonous?" Wen Yanqing looked at Yang Jie and asked with a smile.

Yang Jie sighed. It seemed that if he didn't drink the wine today, the other party would not have let him go.

Thinking of this, Yang Jie did not hesitate for a moment and drank the wine in the glass, then wiped his mouth and said, "It's indeed a good wine. I've never drunk such a good wine!"

"This is naturally. In 1982, our family only has this bottle." Wen Yanqing winked at the maid again, and the maid quickly poured another cup for Yang Jie.

"Brother Mu Yi, let's have another drink! Then we will talk about how my father lets Miss Mengxue go..." Wen Yanqing's smile became stronger and he raised his glass again.

Although Yang Jie didn't know what Wen Yanqing was doing, he had not noticed anything unusual so far. He immediately clinked the glass with the other party and drank the wine again.

"Hehe, is this wine and food suitable for your appetite?" Seeing Yang Jie drinking the wine in his glass again, Wen Yanqing's smile increased a little, and he slowly put down his chopsticks.

"Very good!" Yang Jie nodded.

"That's good, this is your last meal in the world." Wen Yanqing said.

"Oh?" Yang Jie raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean? Haha, the surname Mu, do you think we have the possibility of reconciliation?" Wen Yanqing's eyes flashed with coldness and continued, "You must die today, this is your farewell meal!"

"Brother, you..." Wen Jiajia's face changed when she heard Wen Yanqing's words.

"Brother Shi Xiang, let's do it!" Wen Yanqing ignored Wen Jiajia's angry gaze, turned to Shi Xiang and said.

Shi Xiang clapped his hands, and the maids standing on both sides suddenly took out the dagger hidden in their arms and stabbed Yang Jie.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Jie's eyes, and a silver needle shot out with a light wave of his right hand, and he threw it towards one of the maids.

The maid felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the silver needle hit her throat, blood flowing out, and her body fell down straight.

"Swish swish swish swish--"

The next few maids Yang Jie also did the same. He threw silver needles out one by one and hit the vital points of those maids.

The maids fell down like harvesting wheat.

“…”

In just a moment, several thugs on his side were knocked down. Even though he had heard that Yang Jie's powerful Shi Xiang had a slightly changed face.

You should know that these maids are all masters she hired with high salaries. Not to mention that they can fight against one hundred, but it is definitely not a problem to fight against ten with one hundred!

After killing those maids, Yang Jie looked at Shi Xiang and Wen Yanqing with a little playful look, "I really don't know where you have the confidence. Do you think you can kill me just by these women?"

“…”

Wen Yanqing and Shi Xiang looked at each other, their faces were gloomy and they didn't say anything.

"What's wrong? Don't want to kill me anymore?"

The playfulness at the corner of Yang Jie's mouth became even stronger. With a swaying hand, another silver needle appeared in his hand.

Looking at the silver needle in Yang Jie's hand, Wen Yanqing and Shi Xiang subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

But the two of them quickly came to their senses.

Shi Xiang clapped his hands, and more than ten figures rushed out.

However, these dozen people are not women, but men, and they are all holding battle knives in their hands. It is obvious that the visitors are not good.

The maids before were just to confuse Yang Jie's sight. It would be great if those maids could kill Yang Jie.

But now, the maid was killed after just a meeting, and Shi Xiang could only use these powers.

The strength of these men is even stronger than the women before...

"Brother Shi Xiang, I remember that I didn't offend you, right? Why did you help the Wen family deal with me?" Yang Jie frowned.

"Haha!" Faced with Yang Jie's questioning, Shi Xiang just smiled coldly and did not answer.

"My surname, you didn't expect it! Shi Xiang has always liked Jia Jia. You slept with Jia Jia. Do you think he would let you go?" Wen Yanqing asked with interest crossed his hands.

"Brother, Shi Xiang, what are you doing? Didn't you agree that you will make peace today? Why do you still have to attack Yang Jie?!" Wen Jiajia showed a confused look and asked anxiously.

"Reconcile? If it weren't for this kid, my legs would have been destroyed?" Wen Yanqing looked at his defrauded legs, his eyes were covered in blood, and he roared: "Whoever stops me today, I will let him die!"

If it weren't for Yang Jie, if it weren't for Juegen, his legs wouldn't have been ruined!

Originally, he was the noble young master of the Wen family, with endless wealth and bright future prospects.

But now he can only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. How could he be willing to make peace with Yang Jie?!

"If you have a surname Mu, you can only blame you for choosing the wrong way! Come on and kill this kid!" Shi Xiang's resentment towards Yang Jie is no less than Wen Yan's youth.

He and Wen Jiajia are childhood sweethearts. Shi Xiang has always been pursuing Wen Jiajia. Although he was rejected by Wen Jiajia many times, he was not discouraged by it.

In Shi Xiang's opinion, the only one who can deserve Wen Jiajia in the whole of Australia is himself, and he will get Wen Jiajia sooner or later.

But now that his partner in his mind has been sleepy with an inexplicable person, how could he not be angry?!

More than a dozen thugs looked at each other without hesitation for a moment, and rushed towards Yang Jie at the same time.

"Overbial ability!"

Yang Jie shook his right hand and threw a silver needle at the thug who rushed towards him first.

Unfortunately, Yang Jie underestimated the man's strength. He saw that the man waved the sword in his hand and knocked the silver needle away, slashing it towards Yang Jie's waist with one knife, and then splitting Yang Jie into two.

"!"

Yang Jie stepped on the floating light and dodged the sword that was slashing at him. At the same time, he kicked the man in the chest with a sharp leg.

The man didn't expect that Yang Jie would dodge his sword so easily and be kicked hard. He was kicked away and hit the wall heavily. His chest was kicked to the sunken. Blood flowed down from his mouth as if he didn't have money. He seemed to be out of his life...

"!"

The other people looked at each other and were shocked. Unexpectedly, one of their companions was fucked down after just one meeting.

However, this did not make those people stop. They all let out a series of roars and rushed towards Yang Jie again.

"snort!"

Facing the thugs who rushed forward, Yang Jie angrily rebuked and took action continuously.

These people are indeed very powerful than the maids before, but they are only in the first stage of cultivation. Most of them are in the early and middle stages of the dust level, and the strongest one is in the late stage of the dust level and is not Yang Jie's opponent at all.

When Yang Jie entered the crowd, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering these people on a large scale. After a while, the thugs fell down like harvesting wheat.

"I've fought with you!"

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen companions fell to the ground one after another, leaving only himself. The remaining thug roared and waved his sword to slash at Yang Jie.

"puff--"

Yang Jie was about to take action, but he felt the blood in his body rolling violently. With a wow sound, he spit out a mouthful of blood. His knees softened and he fell to the ground.

Seeing that the sword had arrived in front of him, Yang Jie had to force the strange thing in his body and seize the blade with bare hands.

At the same time, a blazing flames emerged from the palm of his palm, and a slammed out of the Seven-Star Palm of the Fire. The last thug felt a flash in front of him, and he was flooded by the surging flames.

"Mu Yi..." At this time, Wen Jiajia's weak voice sounded.

Yang Jie subconsciously turned around and looked, seeing that it was not only him, but also a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of Wen Jiajia's mouth, and his beautiful face was bloodless at this moment.

Poisoned?!

Yang Jie immediately came to his senses and both of them were poisoned.
Chapter completed!