"Xu Qingyun, what do you want?" Zhao Youfu stared at Xu Qingyun and said, "If you want compensation, I can give it to you."
"Compensation, do I care about compensation?" Xu Qingyun said coldly.
"Then what do you want?!" Zhao Weitian said.
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to avenge my dead father, that's all." Xu Qingyun said.
Zhao Youfu looked at Xu Qingyun and asked in a deep voice: "How do you want to take revenge?"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood, life for life!" Xu Qingyun's expression was cold, and murderous intent surged in his starry eyes.
"Killing is illegal, Xu Qingyun, you can't do this!" Zhao Youfu said.
"Haha!" Xu Qingyun sneered, "Don't you think it's ridiculous for you to talk about law with me at this time? What did you do three years ago? Was your son punished by law three years ago!"
Zhao Youfu said: "Xu Qingyun, there is no need to make things so extreme."
Xu Qingyun stopped talking and slowly walked towards Zhao Youfu and the others.
Zhao Youfu's face was gloomy and uncertain. Faced with Xu Qingyun who kept walking towards him, he did not choose to run away.
"Xu Qingyun, you are so naive! Do you think I am really stupid enough not to give myself a backup plan?"
Zhao Youfu took out his mobile phone and made a call.
The call was quickly connected, and he said into the phone: "Brother Gui, bring your people over here!"
Zhao Youfu put away his phone again and looked at Xu Qingyun with a sneer.
"Move reinforcements, do you think there will be more?" Xu Qingyun's expression was as usual, as if he had anticipated all this.
Zhao Youfu is not stupid and knows how to leave a backup plan for himself. Is Xu Qingyun stupid?
"Xu Qingyun, you still have time to run now!" Zhao Youfu looked at Xu Qingyun and said, as if he had a chance to win.
"Are the people you called to help this time the same people three years ago? If so, that would be great. Those people almost killed me three years ago. We can avenge this together tonight, saving me time.
Go find them." Xu Qingyun looked at Zhao Youfu and said.
"Yes, it was those people three years ago. I thought they had killed you, but I didn't expect you to be still alive." Zhao Youfu admitted directly and generously. Now that things have happened, there is no need to hide it.
Tonight, either you die or I die!
After receiving this answer, Xu Qingyun showed a faint smile on his face: "Very good."
The sound of the car came from far away, and in this silent night, it clearly reached the ears of several people.
Five or six vans appeared and stopped next to Zhao Youfu. The doors opened and twenty or thirty people filed out of the van.
Everyone has weapons in their hands, such as machetes, maces, iron rods, etc.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a short hair, wearing a grimace mask on his face, looking ferocious and terrifying.
The moment he saw this grimace mask, the memories deep in Xu Qingyun's mind suddenly emerged.
Xu Qingyun had seen this grimace mask on a rainy night three years ago. At that time, it was this short-haired man wearing the grimace mask who led a group of people to attack him.
Xu Qingyun was covered in bruises and dripping with blood, and his hatred kept him alive. He still had his last breath, and he didn't know how long he lasted. In a daze, he saw an old man with a fairy-like demeanor.
That old man is Xu Qingyun's current master, Taichen Zhenren.
Later, the master told Xu Qingyun that it was a miracle that he was still alive despite being so seriously injured.
"Brother Gui, do you still remember the boy I asked you to deal with three years ago? He is still alive." Zhao Youfu looked at the man with the grimace and said.
Hearing this, Brother Gui looked at Xu Qingyun. After a few seconds, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
It can be seen that Xu Qingyun is the boy he was three years ago.
"It's a miracle that you can survive after being so seriously injured." Brother Gui said in a hoarse voice, and then changed the subject, "However, you will not be so lucky today. I will watch you die, and then I will kill you."
Throw you into this cloud and river."
Xu Qingyun smiled softly: "Today is the Qingming Festival. It is a good day. It is very suitable as your memorial day."
"superior!"
Brother Gui gave an order, and the twenty or thirty people behind him rushed towards Xu Qingyun.
Brother Gui is the leader of the Fierce Ghost Association in Yuncheng. Among the underground forces in Yuncheng, he is not even in the top ten. There are only forty or fifty people in the entire force, and probably two-thirds of them are here tonight.
If all these people die here tonight, this underground force will be finished.
Facing 20 or 30 people rushing toward them with murderous weapons, Xu Qingyun's face was calm.
Tonight is a night of revenge, a night of killing.
Xu Qingyun kicked the man in the front away, causing the machete in his hand to fall to the ground.
Xu Qingyun knelt down, picked up the machete on the ground, held it in his hand, and made two random gestures.
A pair of starry eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.
The hatred accumulated for three years will be completely released tonight.
He held a long knife in his hand and slowly faced the crowd.
The hand raised the knife and dropped it, one person's head rolled down and blood sprayed out.
The speed was so fast that you couldn't see him draw the knife. When you reacted, you saw one person falling.
Faced with the siege of more than 30 people, Xu Qingyun felt as if he was in a deserted place, and he was free and easy, cutting one knife at a time, just like chopping melons and vegetables, clean and neat.
His eyes were always as cold as knives.
The smell of blood gradually dissipated under the breeze.
Zhao Youfu's legs were trembling, his whole body was shaking, and his face was filled with extreme panic.
Zhao Weitian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't bear the turmoil in his stomach and vomited with a loud sound.
Brother Ghost was still standing next to Zhao Youfu. He was wearing a ghost face mask, only showing a pair of eyes. His expression could not be seen clearly, but his inner uneasiness was revealed in his eyes.
His hands, clenched into fists, were trembling slightly.
Under the dim yellow street lights, the breeze gently blew the leaves, making a slight rustling sound.
Everything is as quiet as it was at the beginning.
Just the smell of blood in the air reminded them of what just happened.
There was only one person still standing in front of him, a young man, holding a blood-stained long knife in his hand.
His expression was calm and his eyes were like daggers.
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was only two minutes from the time the boy picked up the long knife on the ground to this moment.
"It's your turn." Xu Qingyun pointed the bloody sword at Zhao Youfu and the others.
The fear in Zhao Youfu's heart reached its peak at this time. Is the young man in front of him really a human? One person faced off against more than 30 people, and he was solved in less than two minutes without even a single scratch on his body.
Zhao Youfu wanted to run, but his legs refused to obey him because of fear.
"Dad, let's run! He is not a human being, not a human being!"
Zhao Weitian shouted loudly with a look of horror on his face, stood up from the wheelchair, and wanted to run away, but he fell to the ground after taking only two steps.
The Xuanbing cold poison has eroded too much of Zhao Weitian's vitality. Even if Xu Qingyun doesn't kill him tonight, he won't survive more than three days.