"Aren't you afraid that I will come up and beat you to death?"
Shen Yao's voice was extremely cold.
"Afraid? I just like to see some challenging things. Otherwise, it would be too boring. I hope it's not my people who lift you up to see me. In that case, it would be too boring. For boring people, I've always been treated like garbage."
"Shen Yao, work hard! I'm looking forward to our meeting. I'll give you ten minutes. Otherwise, your wife Mu Qingmei's innocence will not be guaranteed. I will also record a video and spread it on the Internet so that everyone can see this married woman. The beauty known as the Leng Fairy of Shencheng is so crazy and lustful in bed."
"Dudu..."
There was a hang-up sound from the phone.
These words made Shen Yao's murderous intention surge even more, and he felt unspeakably distressed. A boundless anger also emanated from his body, like a devil who had just crawled out of hell.
The Marquis's words deeply stimulated him.
There was no real relationship between him and Mu Qingmei, but in fact, after having such a close relationship for the first time, Mu Qingmei had already caused a ray of palpitations in his heart. It was the first time in many years that he had faced such a close relationship in his heart. Women give birth to waves.
This is completely different from the previous casual play.
I thought that after that incident, it would be difficult for them to meet again, but unexpectedly, by fate, Mu Qingmei turned out to be the president of Qingmu Pharmaceutical and asked him to sign the marriage contract.
Even if he doesn't admit it, he still has to respect the fact that there is already a trace of Mu Qingmei in his heart; when he hears that others will be unfavorable to Mu Qingmei and do indecent things to Mu Qingmei, his heart is full of anger. .
"Master Hou, just wait for me to come up!"
Shen Yao said almost word for word.
"How dare you act so recklessly in our Dynasty Hotel and seek death."
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"I'm tired of living, stop him."
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Along the way, we met many security guards. These security guards tried their best to stop Shen Yao, but they were no match for Shen Yao. After seeing Shen Yao, they almost lost their fighting power in the blink of an eye.
In less than thirty minutes, Shen Yao rushed to the thirtieth floor.
In the safe passage, there were cries of ghosts and howls of pain. Countless security guards fell to the ground and even vomited blood.
When the god was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.
After arriving in Xia Kingdom, Shen Yao has been keeping his hands on others. Otherwise, none of the bodyguards would survive.
"It actually hurt so many people like me, twice, but let's stop there!"
At this moment, a burly man with a string of metal rings on his arms jumped down from above.
With the impact of the fall, both fists were blasted out at the same time, and the metal rings on the wrists also jingled. It sounded extremely heavy and contained huge power.
"roll."
Shen Yao shouted angrily, without dodging, he also punched out with both fists.
Bang bang——
The fists of the two collided together, and a dull sound like a drum broke out. Shen Yao stood motionless, his arms were made of fine steel, and he did not suffer any damage at all.
The muscle ripples on the burly man's arms continued to surge backwards, and his fists the size of a sand bowl were completely deformed, and a crackling sound came from his arms.
"Ahh..."
The burly man screamed miserably. Bones in his wrists, elbows, shoulders, etc. were all pierced through his body and exposed, and his entire arm was completely deformed.
Even the metal ring on his wrist cracked and fell to the ground, rolling down the steps and making a crisp sound of metal collision.
Shen Yao continued to go up the stairs.
At the safe passage on the 31st floor, a young man with yellow hair wearing a white training uniform and a killer look was already waiting here.
He was holding two knives more than a foot long, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his body also exuded a stinging edge.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The young man with yellow hair unsheathed his swords and rushed in front of Shen Yao like a ghost.
The two daggers exuded a cold chill, and a shadow of the knives shrouded them, like the mercury-silver moonlight pouring down on a full moon night.
Each blade shadow points to various fatal locations on Shen Yao's body.
Once struck by a dagger, you may not die immediately, but you will still be half dead.
"The speed is good, the sword skills are also good, but the internal strength is only at the peak."
Shen Yao's tone was cold, and his fingers stretched out, like the moon on a mountain, and easily grasped the blade of one of the daggers. With a flick of his wrist, there was a snap, and the dagger split into two halves from the middle.
He was holding the half-broken blade, his figure was like a dream, erratic, and with a wave of his hand, he left eight wounds like red lines on the body of the young man with yellow hair.
Dang clang——
The half-broken blade in his hand fell to the ground, and he continued to climb the steps. The opponent was like a sculpture, standing motionless in its original position, still maintaining an attacking posture.
Puff——
Just when Shen Yao walked up ten steps from the other party, the eight hair-like knife marks on the yellow-haired young man's body gradually expanded, and bright red blood spurted out.
He groaned and fell to the ground with a painful expression.
On the 32nd floor, there is a middle-aged man wearing a gray coat. He looks to be in his forties. His hands are hidden in the wide sleeves, and the depth cannot be seen. His triangular eyes are lowered, flashing cold light. The face is slightly red.
"Being able to reach the thirty-second floor is enough to show your strength. Kneel down and use your hands. I will take you to the thirty-third floor to meet the Marquis. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that I will spare your life."
His eyes fell on Shen Yao and he said calmly.
"Why do each of you think you are invincible? Do you really think that after entering the Huajin level, you can really be called a master? You should think about it carefully, why don't you be destroyed by me!"
Shen Yao's cold eyes flashed, as if stating a fact.
"You are looking for death. In this case, I will help you."
Shen Yao's indifferent and disdainful words deeply stimulated the middle-aged man. He suddenly took a step forward, and his whole figure seemed to split into several figures, which looked particularly strange.
"Wizongbu?"
Shen Yao narrowed his eyes and recognized the opponent's footwork.
No wonder the middle-aged man in front of me is so arrogant. It turns out that he has this set of footwork as a foundation.
It seemed that the opponent had split into several figures, and each figure was real. However, Shen Yao knew that it was just an illusion of the eyes. The opponent used mysterious footwork and changes in light to deceive his eyes.
Suddenly, a strong wind came.
But he saw a white jade-like palm protruding from the extremely broad sleeves, and unexpectedly slapped Shen Yao's chest.
Snapped--
Shen Yao blocked it with his right hand very quickly, and his two palms collided, making a sound like a firecracker.