God-level wealthy son-in-law

"What... what?"

In an instant, Clark's complexion changed drastically, and when the skinny fist was three feet away from him, it suddenly exerted force, like an explosive bow, stretched and powerful.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Clark felt that his whole body was about to be smashed into pieces, his body bent into a shrimp shape, and he saw his feet raised in front of him before he knew it.

With a sound of "whoosh", it flew out backwards.

"Bang bang bang!"

After knocking down six low walls in a row, Clark collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud, spurted blood, opened his mouth wide, and said stiffly, "This... what is this..."

Po Jun, Li Xunhuan, and even Wang Shi, who was originally terrified, were dumbfounded, stunned, shit, shit!
How fierce is this old man?
Even Zhou Yi was secretly dumbfounded. This old man has become stronger again. I don't know where he is now?
Under the eyes of everyone, Mo Sang withdrew his fist lightly, and said quietly: "This is... inch strength!"

"Inch..." Clark opened his mouth, only to feel the blood in his throat, it was too strong, he couldn't describe the terrifying power at that moment, as if he was hit by a shell.

If you lose, you will lose all your strength, completely and completely!

He looked at Zhou Yi, opened his mouth desperately, his eyes trembled, and said in fear: "Save...save me..."

Zhou Yi glanced at him, shook his head and said, "You have to blame yourself. In the next life, remember not to provoke me!"

"For the sake of our previous acquaintance, I will give you a ride!"

As he said that, a lancet was taken out as if by a magic trick, and he threw it out without even looking at it.

"Whoosh!"

One knife, accurately pierced Clark's eyebrows.

A generation of boxing champions, die!

Zhao Tai heaved a sigh of relief, he won, this time there was no suspense, and the hard dormancy of him and his eldest brother was not in vain.

That's right, his eldest brother is the head of the largest chamber of commerce in China, Zhao Zhong, one of the members of the elders, seems to be with Carl, but in fact he was instructed by the Dragon King.

There must always be someone who penetrates into the Presbyterian Church and knows what they are discussing and planning.

He even felt that there was more than one person.

How can the Dragon Emperor's methods be guessed at will?

At this time, Wang Shi suddenly screamed at the top of his voice: "Mo Lao, save me, save me, I am a descendant of the Wang family, and I have visited you before, do you remember..."

Can live, who wants to die?
Even the ancient Wu Wang family worshiped the truth of supremacy of power and pursued the road of becoming stronger all their lives, but they couldn't face death. What's more, Wang Shi had to go through many hardships to get to this scene today.

Fifth-level psychics, if you look at the world of martial arts, they are all masters. It can be said that there is no problem in eating and drinking spicy food for a lifetime, and being respected by others, how can they just die like this?
Died in such a desolate unfinished building, the death is not clear, not clear, neither tragic nor passed down through the ages, I am afraid that he will not be able to enter the ancestral hall of the Wang family.

He is not reconciled, he will never be reconciled!

Mo Sang glanced at him, touched his chin, and seemed to realize something: "Well, I have a little impression..."

Wang Shi is ecstatic, is there hope?

However, Mosang's words in the next second made him despair, and he fell from heaven to hell. He shrugged and said, "It's not that I didn't give you the face of the Wang family, but that you provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked. You haven't seen it until now." Got it? I'm just a thug, not a sovereign."

Having said that, if he really wanted to save Wang Shi, Zhou Yi might agree based on his face, but in this way, he owed another favor, which was not worth it at all.

He, Wang Shi, is not qualified enough.

And he owed Zhou Yi enough favors!

Wang Shi was desperate, and his face was ashen. In his eyes, Mo Lao, who was unattainable, was actually just a thug. He couldn't understand, what kind of existence did he provoke?
Zhou Yi, the Zhou family, although Mo Lao is a little weaker than him, they are not so weak.

"You... who are you?" Wang Shi trembled.

"Dead people don't have the right to know!" Zhou Yi glanced at him expressionlessly, and flew out with a throwing knife.

With a "chick", Wang Shi fell down.

At this moment, the members of the Wang family and the Presbyterian Church are all dead...

At the same time, an island far away thousands of miles away was extremely heavily guarded. It had experienced an attack last time and was still on the highest level of vigilance.

Although it has passed many times, this situation has not weakened, but has become more and more heavily guarded.

More and more strong men appeared on the island.

At this time, the owner of the island and one of the core members of the Presbyterian Church, Karl, watched his villa fall into ruins, and he was not angry, nor did he ask for immediate reconstruction. He just surrounded it and prohibited anyone from entering.

At this moment, his guards were also sent to the periphery.

No one knew what he was going to do. He looked at the time and thought about something before finally making a decision.

He moved, didn't leave, but tossed vigorously in a corner of the ruins, and soon, he pulled out a basement, and then walked down, but quickly reached the end, he groped, and found a secret compartment to press down.

The next moment, there was a "bang", and at the end of the basement in front of him, there was a stone door slowly rising.

Very heavy and huge!
It feels like some dangerous creature is being imprisoned!
A cool, gloomy cool wind blew out, and there was a whistling sound, like a ghost cheering. There was darkness in front of me, and in the darkness... it seemed that there was a great horror hidden.

Carl took a deep breath, the cold feeling went straight to his brain, and he walked all the way down according to his memory. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a strange world appeared in front of him. Below this was actually a bell cave.

He wasn't surprised, and it wasn't the first time he came, but when the sound of chains sounded, his expression changed.

Before regaining consciousness, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the entire cave: "You have come, three years, and this is the first time you have come here. It seems that your plan has failed."

Karl's face changed, and finally, a ferocious look flashed across his face. He strode forward, and a man bound by a huge chain appeared in front of him. He drooped like a prisoner, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"I still have the last step in my plan, and I haven't failed yet. All the preparations are for this moment."

"Zhou Yi, he will definitely die!" Carl said grimly.

Seeing that he was not reconciled, the man bound by the chains chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "You underestimate him, and so do I, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen to this level."

"Back then you told me about your plan. My original words were that your chances of success are less than [-]%. Now, it's the same. Zhou Yi's fear lies not in his strength, but in his keenness, intuition, and ability to see everything."

"Other than that, he has all the qualities of a hero and an overlord. His only weakness is probably his own strength, but even so, it's not something you can handle."

Hearing this, Karl laughed back angrily, and sneered: "I can't handle it? Then can you? If you can, you won't be trapped here and hide from him for three full years. Am I right? One of the former three underground kings, King Han!"