He opened his arms, pretending to be fearless, and looked at Meng Yan in front of him arrogantly.
"Come on, Meng! If you can, kill me!" Shen Jingshi said with a smile.
"I am the eldest son of the Shen family and the next generation heir of the Shen family. If you dare to touch me, my father will definitely make your whole family worse than death!"
Meng Yan calmly raised the crossbow arrow he had just snatched, pointed at Shen Jingshi's face and asked.
"You just said, what are you going to do with my daughter?"
Shen Jingshi grinned: "What's going on, do you dare to kill me?"
He simply didn't believe that with his identity here, the wealthy and powerful people in Kyoto would have to give him a thumbs up. This powerless ant, Meng Yan, really dared to hurt him at all!
Only he has the qualifications to kill Meng Yan, and he, Meng Yan, has no qualifications to hurt him even a hair!
"When I find out about the jade pendant, I will throw you into the lake and drown you. I will drag your daughter out of the hospital and sell her to Myanmar."
Shen Jingshi grinned: "We will also sell it to those rich businessmen and powerful people who play perverted games and torture your daughter until she is worse than death. Your daughter will not live for a few days anyway. Let those perverts play with your daughter enough before throwing her away. Go to the streets and wait to die!”
"Or throw your daughter into the slums of Myanmar! Aren't you getting along well with the beggars in Lake City? How about I let your daughter serve the beggars in the slums of Myanmar? This is very difficult for your daughter. What a precious experience!”
"Hahahahaha!" Shen Jingshi laughed loudly and looked at Meng Yan in front of him with contempt.
Meng Yan nodded thoughtfully, then put down the crossbow in his hand, turned around and walked towards the masked man who had just been kicked to the ground not far away.
"Oh, are you scared?" Shen Jingshi looked at Meng Yan who suddenly walked away and said with a smile.
"Trash is trash. If you are threatened, you won't dare to touch me."
"But that's right. The powerful people in Kyoto have to give me some respect when they see me. You, Meng Yan, are nothing."
"Go quickly, bring my men over and get out of this damn forest!" Shen Jingshi shouted to Meng Yan as if he was giving an order.
Meng Yan walked in front of the masked man. The move he made just now was strong and heavy, and it was aimed at his lower abdomen. At this time, the masked man was still holding his stomach and leaning against the tree, unable to relax.
Seeing Meng Yan approaching, the masked man raised his head and looked at Meng Yan's face playfully.
What's wrong? Are you crazy? Kick me?
Under the power of Master Shen, he was as timid as a dog.
He expected that Meng Yan would not dare to do anything to him after being threatened, so he immediately stretched out a hand to Meng Yan.
"Help me get up, grandpa." The masked man said as if he was giving an order.
He made up his mind to torture this guy severely when he got back to the car and the brothers woke up.
Meng Yan calmly used the arrow body to deflect the masked man's hand, then pointed the crossbow arrow at his heart and pierced it suddenly.
"puff!"
A column of blood suddenly spurted out from the heart of the masked man and flew seven or eight meters away. The masked man clutched the wound in his heart, but he couldn't stop the blood from spurting out no matter what.
"You dare? How dare you?" The masked man stared at Meng Yan Gujing Wubo's face in disbelief, his body twitching violently as he struggled to stand up again.
"Crack." Meng Yan stepped on the leg of the masked man, crushing his knee to pieces. Looking at the life in his eyes quickly passing by, a word without any emotion came out of his mouth.
"Don't move, it will be fine soon."
"Monster..." This was the last thought that popped into the mind of the masked man before he lost consciousness. Then his vision quickly blurred, his limbs stopped struggling, and he lay on the ground without moving again.
Shen Jingshi, who was in the distance, watched this scene for only four or five seconds, and the smile on his face froze.
Meng Yan calmly turned around and walked towards the next fainted masked man, without paying any attention to what happened just now, as if he had not killed anyone, but just drank a sip of water.
"Whizzing."
"Um?"
Sensing a gust of wind coming, Meng Yan raised his hand to grab the crossbow arrow that was shot at him again.
Not far away, Shen Jingshi had already calmed down the arrogance on his face, and raised his crossbow towards Meng Yan with a look of fear.
"Stop! Stop, you idiot! Didn't you hear what I said?!"
"Do you know what you just did?" Shen Jingshi yelled.
Meng Yan turned his head and looked at Shen Jingshi in the distance. His red pupils exuded a cold aura, as if he were looking at a dead person. Shen Jingshi trembled all over when he met Meng Yan's eyes.
"Monster! This guy is a monster!" Shen Jingshi shouted in his heart. He dropped his crossbow and was about to run away, but his legs seemed to be sucked to the ground. He could only tremble and couldn't move forward. .
"Move, move quickly!" Shen Jingshi yelled in his heart.
"Swiss." Two more blasts of wind came, but this time they came from the direction of Meng Yan.
Two crossbow arrows came out of Meng Yan's hand, broke through the air, and accurately penetrated into Shen Jingshi's left and right arms.
"Ah!!!" Shen Jingshi screamed in pain, the facial features on his face were twisted into a ball due to pain, and two crossbow arrows pierced his hands. Shen Jingshi finally shook his legs and feet due to the huge pain. So weak, he collapsed on the ground.
"This way it won't be in the way." Meng Yan said calmly, staring with blood-red eyes like a vampire, and slowly walked towards the unconscious masked man.
Again, Meng Yan aimed at the neck and stabbed it with an arrow.
The masked man was fatally wounded and woke up from a coma. He strangled his neck and tried to block the wound that kept spurting blood, but it was to no avail.
The vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated, and before he could figure out the situation, his consciousness had already dissipated, and he lay motionless on the ground, letting blood flow on the ground.
"Two." Meng Yan said casually, turned around and walked towards the next one.
Repeat the old trick.
"Three." Meng Yan said, ignoring the masked man whose neck was bleeding, and turned around to go to the next one.
"Four."
"five."
"Six, okay."
Meng Yan pulled the crossbow arrow out of the masked man's throat, ignored his frightened eyes, raised his head to look at Shen Jingshi who was slumped next to the car in the distance, and slowly walked towards him.
"Why did you still pee?" Meng Yan walked up to Shen Jingshi, looked at the large area of wetness in his crotch, and couldn't help but frown.
"You're going to die, don't be so disgraceful."
"Meng Yan!" Shen Jingshi looked at Meng Yan in front of him with fear on his face. He was covered in blood and looked like a god of death. After hearing what he just said, the last line of defense in his heart quietly collapsed.
He tried his best to put a smile on his face, knelt down and moved to Meng Yan's feet, rubbing Meng Yan's trousers like a pug and said.
