Qin Zhantian walked out from there without being there.
"gone?"
Lin Huan nodded.
"where have you been?"
"Squat in the pit."
Lin Huan rolled her eyes at the old man.
Qin Zhantian smiled.
"What is she here for?"
"Just poison me. If you want to take me down in this way, the method is really rubbish."
"Then you just let her go?"
"What are you thinking, you poisoned me and you still want to escape unscathed? Isn't this a dream?"
Qin Zhantian said with a smile: "I know you won't let her go easily."
Lin Huan rolled her eyes at the old man.
"Old man, why do I think these people in the Bloody Hand Society are mentally ill?"
"How to say?"
"I always feel that my ability to poison is very powerful. When I came here, Lin Dong did it like this. Now, Zhao Mengmeng does it too. Do they think everyone else is mentally retarded? They can be poisoned casually."
Qin Zhantian smiled and said, "Actually, have you ever thought about it? It's not their fault."
"What? It's not their fault? Could it be that it's my fault?"
"of course."
"What's wrong with me?"
"Too strong."
"Huh? Too strong? Is this wrong?"
Qin Zhantian smiled.
"Think about it, if you were an ordinary person, would you be aware of the drug Lin Dong gave you when we came here in the morning? If you were an ordinary person, would you be able to withstand that girl's lust just now?
Live? Not to mention she poisoned you."
Lin Huan thought about it carefully.
I think what Qin Zhantian said makes sense.
"If you want to say that, then it's really my fault."
"Just admit it."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to drink?"
"Stop drinking and go to bed early. That girl's purpose just now is probably not just to poison you." Qin Zhantian said in a deep voice.
"I know that she is actually here to test our strength."
"How can I see it?"
"The people in the Bloody Hand Club probably already knew about it before we came to Quan City, but why they haven't taken any action after we've been here for so long? The reason is that they still can't figure out our strength and don't dare to act rashly.
"
"There is a possibility. Since you want to see their poor performance, let's wait and see what tricks they come up with." Qin Zhantian said with a smile.
Lin Huan responded.
Speechless all night.
The next day when Lin Huan was there.
It's already noon.
I drank too late last night.
Lin Huan did not force the alcohol out of his body.
So, I had a very solid sleep this time.
just woke up.
Then I heard the sound of the doorbell coming from outside the villa.
Lin Huan was too lazy to care.
The result was unexpected.
After a while.
Then the sound of fighting was heard.
Then I heard Fengyin scream.
Lin Huan quickly turned over and left the room.
Feng Yin has been knocked to the ground.
He was struggling to stand up.
The one who injured him was an old man.
Not very old.
Over fifty years old.
It's extremely ugly.
But the murderous look between his eyebrows is also terrifying.
"Who are you?" Lin Huan asked.
The old man said indifferently: "Ning Datong."
"Oh, the deputy leader of the Bloody Hand Society." Lin Huan said disdainfully.
"That's right."
"What do you mean by injuring my man in the middle of the day?"
"It's not interesting, I just want to ask you, when will my son Ning Daoyuan be returned to me?" Ning Datong asked coldly.
"You have injured my people, and now you have the nerve to ask me for them?"
"Huh, if you don't hand him over, I'll take care of you too."
Lin Huan smiled disdainfully.
"What, you Bloody Hands Club only resorts to this little trick? Either poisoning, or sending a trash like you out, it's too disrespectful."
Ning Datong was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
After all, he is also the deputy leader of the Bloody Hand Society.
But he was humiliated by such a young guy in front of him.
How could Ning Datong swallow this breath?
Although it is according to the leader's wishes.
I just came to test the cultivation of these people.
But after listening to Lin Huan's words.
Ning Datong still had the urge to kill Lin Huan.
"Hmph, that's right, our Bloody Hands Club really doesn't look down on you. Why should we, the Bloody Hands Club, look down on you, a piece of trash like you?"
Lin Huan nodded.
No unnecessary nonsense.
With a backhand, he slapped him with a big mouth.
Naning Datong responded very quickly.
As soon as Lin Huan made a move, he subconsciously wanted to dodge.
But his reaction was quick enough.
But Lin Huan was faster.
Snapped!!!
Ning Datong was slapped and fell out.
The moment of landing.
Ning Datong was about to stand up despite the severe pain.
Lin Huan was already standing in front of him.
Another big mouth slapped him.
This time it's not just big mouths.
He even kicked the opponent hard.
Ning Datong was beaten so hard that he was helpless.
Let alone want to fight back.
Actually, to be honest.
Ning Datong's cultivation level is not weak.
He is now in the divine martial realm.
But unfortunately.
He met Lin Huan.
Lin Huan is now in the Xiantian realm.
The gap in level made Ning Datong as fragile as a baby in front of Lin Huan.
Ning Datong collapsed on the ground.
The ribs on his chest seemed to have been broken by Lin Huan's kick.
It was so painful that he couldn't breathe easily.
Like a dead dog.
Lin Huan said disdainfully: "What a piece of rubbish."
Ning Datong raised his head.
He looked at Lin Huan with resentment.
It was as if he wanted to kill Lin Huan with his eyes.
"What, are you unhappy?"
Lin Huan raised his feet again.
It seemed as if Ning Datong would be trampled to death in the next second.
Ning Datong was afraid.
He shut up instantly.
No one wants to die.
Ning Datong is certainly no exception.
Lin Huan retracted his foot.
The next second.
I saw him wave his hand.
Several rays of cold light quickly penetrated into Ning Datong's body.
The old guy didn't even hum.
Then he passed out.
"Feng Yin, how are you?" Lin Huan asked.
"Boss, I'm fine."
"Well, throw this old thing into the basement."
"As you command!"
Feng Yin was about to take action.
But at this moment.
A sound that broke through the air suddenly struck.
With terrifying murderous intent.
A ray of cold light shot directly at Fengyin.
Lin Huan saw this.
A big wave of his hand.
There were a few rays of cold light.
Ding!!!
The sound of metal clashing reached everyone's ears.
Then, a middle-aged man in his forties was seen flying in from outside the villa.
Like a tiger descending from the mountain.
He stood fiercely in front of Lin Huan.
The hard marble beneath his feet was shattered.
A strong sense of oppression came over me.
You can see it.
The other party has a good cultivation level.
Lin Huan asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"General Instructor of the Blood Hand Society, Pang Hu." The other party's voice was extremely sharp.
As soon as these words came out.
Lin Huan then remembered the time when he was in the Northeast.
When someone from the Bloody Hand called me.
It's also such a sharp sound.
"Did you call me when we were in Northeast China?"