Chapter 960: Chaoyang Spirit (III)

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"Haha, I admire me? Actually, I am beginning to admire myself now. So can we be considered a fishy pity now? If so, let your people lift the table up, put the food and drink, let us have two more drinks, and reminisce about the past. How about it?" The prince looked at Liu Huaqiang with a playful look and laughed, with an indescribable sarcasm in the laughter.

"Crown Prince, your changes really surprised me. Well, it's okay to drink and reminisce about the past, but if you can really surrender to me and do things with me in the future, I promise you that I will give you everything Liang Chen could give you, and, ten times, how about it?" Liu Huaqiang looked at Zhang Yan's figure who was away, and seemed to be in a hurry, but just put his spirit on the prince. At this moment, he really wanted to convince the prince that if the prince could really follow him, no matter from the facts, from the depths of his own heart, it would be an unspeakable victory. Only he himself knew what the meaning of this victory had.

From beginning to end, he was always beaten by Liang Chen. Now, he urgently needed to stretch his waist. If he could really instigate one of his subordinates, even if Liang Chen was already dead, this kind of spiritual victory would be of unparalleled significance to Liu Huaqiang.[

"Doing with you? Haha, Liu Huaqiang, if I hadn't followed Brother Chen, I would agree without hesitation to this request. Who are you? One of the elder brothers in J Province, a noble and influential figure, I am just a short mule with no prospects. It would be a great blessing and glory to follow you. However, since I followed Brother Chen, I found that you so-called elder brothers are all his shit. Now I want me to hang out with you, you really don't have the qualifications. Even if you want to hang out with me now, I'm afraid I won't accept you anymore." The prince laughed wildly. This angry scolding was equivalent to tearing off Liu Huaqiang's face and stomping hard on the ground. No matter how deep Liu Huaqiang's innocence was, his color suddenly changed.

"Prince, I'll say all the good things. You're forcing me." Liu Huaqiang shook his head, waved his hand, and a subordinate holding a sand spray rushed out of his body. With a "bang", he had already hit his left leg. Countless iron sand as big as mung beans penetrated into his leg in the flames, and immediately pinched his entire left leg.

The prince howled wildly and had already kneeled there on one knee. The white bones burst out angrily, and blood splattered out, looking indescribable.

"Liu Huaqiang, am I? Are you just that skillful? Take it out today. If you have any, you will have another shot!" The prince shakingly supported the ground with one sword, almost gritting his teeth, stood up again, holding the door frame, pointing at Liu Huaqiang with a knife and cursing.

He had been hit six or seven times, and his leg had been broken by the sand sprayer. He could still stand in front of the door and block it, as towering as a god, standing tall.
Chapter completed!