Yash Nics turned around, looked at the rest of the Yan Wangdian and others coldly, and said indifferently: “Who else wants to send me on the road?”
Plop!
Thumping thumping…
Where Yash Nics’s eyes went, whether it was the few remaining Yamas or the elite servants of the Temple of the Kings, they all knelt down involuntarily in fright.
Tiance, the master of the Palace of the Kings of Gods, was killed by Yash Nics with a single blow. How can they have the courage to fight Yash Nics!
And even in battle, who can resist Yash Nics’s punch?
In a moment, all of China’s most powerful mercenary organization, Yan Wangdian, known as the strongest mercenary in Asia, all knelt before Yash Nics.
“Mr. Yash, we were wrong!”
“Yes, I beg Mr. Yash to let us go!”
“Mr. Yash, we are willing to accept any punishment, only to save us a little life.”
Mercenaries are called money men. Slaves, lackeys of war.
They work for money, and they are active wherever there is war.
Compared with soldiers who work for money, they don’t have the beliefs of soldiers at all. Therefore, facing such a terrifying and invincible powerful king like Yash Nics, they would not hesitate to kneel and beg for mercy.
Yash Nics shook his head: “Sure enough, those who work for money are totally different from soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country. They are much worse.”
Dian Chu next to him said: “How can mercenaries be compared with our soldiers? Master, you look at them too high. a. ”
Dian Chu then he asked:”? Master, so you decide to dispose of these guys, ”
Ning looked at several kneel hell, there are a bunch of members of the palace of hell before him.
He said coldly: “I can see that you are accomplices tonight, and I don’t care about you, but you must disband the Yanwangdian on the spot.”
“From then on, China no longer has the Yanwangdian mercenary organization. , Otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk.”
The few remaining Yamas, as well as a group of members of the Palace of the Yamas, kowtowed their heads and thanked each other after hearing the words, “Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Yash for your life…”
Soon!
The people in the Palace of the Kings of Yan, with the bodies of Ye Jiandong and others, fled in embarrassment.
After everyone disappeared, only Yash Nics, Dianchu and the Eight Tigers were left on the scene.
Yash Nics looked at a tree in the flowerbed on the side of the road, and said coldly: “When will you hide?”
Qin Fenghuang, who had been hiding behind the tree and peeping, knew that her whereabouts had been exposed, and she smiled. He walked out from behind the tree and smiled awkwardly: “Haha, Mr. Yash!” The
corner of Yash Nics’s mouth rose slightly!
You must know that since the first time Qin Fenghuang met him, she looked at him with an undisguised contempt.
Now, she actually used him as a respectable name.
Yash Nics seemed to smile, “Why are you following me?”
Qin Fenghuang was a little embarrassed, blushing, and said vainly: “I heard you call on the balcony, and it seems to mention the Palace of the King of Gods. I think you might be in trouble , I followed it out secretly.”
Yash Nics chuckled: “Then I have to thank you for your concern!”
Yash Nics stopped talking to her after speaking, and they all coded Chu and Bahuwei to move freely, and then he too Turned around and walked towards Jiangbin Community and went home.
Yash Nics ignored Qin Fenghuang, but Qin Fenghuang had already developed a great curiosity about Yash Nics and had already gained great interest.
She followed quickly and asked curiously: “Mr. Yash, who are you?”
“Your subordinates are so powerful that they are better than my instructors in the special forces.”
“Not to mention you, you killed the master of the Palace of the Lord of the Gods with one punch. It’s really amazing .”
“With you. You are certainly not an ordinary person with such a powerful skill. Why would you be willing to stay at Miss Song’s house for soft food? Can you tell me something?”
Yash Nics looked at Qin Fenghuang: “I used to know an old Shaolin monk, he He lived to be more than a hundred years old before he died…”
Qin Fenghuang’s eyes lit up and couldn’t help asking: “So, did you learn this skill from the Shaolin monk?”
Yash Nics shook his head, “No! ”
I just want to tell you that the reason the old monk can live so old is because he never takes care of other people’s nostalgia.”
