The Dragon King is released from prison

The five people in the office all walked out of the office.

Five people stood side by side in this passage, which seemed crowded.

The five people stood here, and Qitian sat on the large swivel chair, as if he were a king looking at his ministers.

One person gritted his teeth: "Qitian, you are really arrogant. We didn't even bother you, but you came here first!"

Qi Tian spread his hands, with a puzzled look on his face: "Everyone, isn't this the first day I've come here to cause trouble? As far as your heritage creature is concerned, this is my second time here, so why don't you put this kind of thing here? What's the point of harsh words? To make yourself look less embarrassed?"

"Qi Tian." The white-haired old man took a step forward and shouted loudly, "Now that you are here, don't leave!"

"I said it." Qi Tian hooked his fingers, "Either the five of you will beat me to death today, or I will beat the five of you to death. Come on, I'll give you a chance to strike first, otherwise I won't be able to see you." Take action."

"Don't be arrogant!" One person stepped forward, "Don't think that you are truly invincible just because you have defeated an Elder Wu. Elder Wu is just an ordinary person among us Rakshasa. There are many powerful Rakshasa people out there. .”

Qi Tian sighed: "What are you shouting about here? I have given you a chance to take action. If you don't cherish it, don't blame me."

The moment Qi Tian finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The next second, Qi Tian's figure disappeared from the swivel chair. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the person who just spoke.

Qitian turned one hand into a claw and clawed directly at the opponent's face.

The opponent reacted quickly and thrust out both fists, like two dragons out of the sea, heading straight for Qi Tian's chest, hoping to force Qi Tian to change his moves.

Facing this person, both fists were thrown out. Qitian's moves remained unchanged. One hand was made into a claw and he still grabbed the opponent's face. The other hand was made into a palm, and he slapped one palm on each side.

The opponent's two punches were punched with all his strength, but Qi Tian slapped them away seemingly lightly.

These two moves may seem simple, but they contain a lot of mysteries.

The other party's expression suddenly changed. He never thought that Qi Tian would solve his offensive in this way. At this moment when he faced Qi Tian head-on, he suddenly understood how terrifying Qi Tian was.

Although Rakshasa's internal assessment of Qi Tian's combat effectiveness has been improved again and again, judging from the current results, Qi Tian is still underestimated.

But for this man, this was his only chance to personally evaluate Qitian's combat effectiveness. He didn't even have a chance to speak, because Qitian's claws had already reached his face.

This scene is a long story, but it actually happened in just a second.

Qi Tian grabbed the opponent's face and contracted his claws suddenly.

"Crack!"

This man's facial bones were cracked somewhere.

The next second, Qitian's claws tightened, and with that, the man's face became distorted.

Qi Tian raised his foot and kicked him away, causing him to hit the wall heavily. Blood spat out from his mouth. The deformed face was bleeding from all its orifices.

In just one encounter, one of the five Rakshasa people had been killed.

Without giving others time to react, Qi Tian suddenly shot at the next person.

The aisle space seemed narrow, so Qi Tian rushed into the crowd and shot one after another, very fast, like a phantom.

Under Qi Tian's attack, one person fell down one after another.

Soon, the only people standing in the entire aisle were Qi Tian and the white-haired old man.

Qi Tian looked at the white-haired old man with a smile: "I just listened to some of your chats outside. I can probably tell who is who by your voices. They all listen to you. You have a high status?"

If it was two or three minutes ago, the white-haired old man would have scolded him if he heard Qi Tian ask him this question, asking him what Qi Tian was, and he was worthy of asking himself.

But now, the white-haired old man was silent. The strength Qitian showed at this moment no longer surprised him, but frightened him!

The white-haired old man has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is in an environment like Rakshasa and comes from a large inheritance. Although he is not the strongest person in the inheritance, his strength has reached the peak level after practicing so far. Within the inheritance, he can be regarded as one of the strongest. Top of the line.

But just now, the white-haired old man discovered that he seemed to be able to see Qitian's movements clearly, but he couldn't do it when it came to confrontation!

The nerves cannot react, and the body cannot react either!

This gap can be described in a few words.

Not a single enemy!

"You were so energetic when you spoke just now." Qi Tian shook his head, "Why are you mute now? Let me ask you, are you of a very high level?"

"Qitian!" the white-haired old man snorted coldly, "If you want to kill me, I'll cut you into pieces..."

"I want to kill him." Qi Tian didn't wait for the other party to finish his words, and directly slashed towards his Adam's apple with his hand knife.

Qi Tian's power was terrifying. The moment the hand knife struck his Adam's apple, the white-haired old man's words that had reached his mouth were stopped. What was exchanged for these words was a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth. .

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the white-haired old man tightly covered his neck. His eyes bulged and he stared at Qi Tian. His body couldn't help but tremble. He opened his mouth again, and more blood poured out of his mouth.

At this time, Qi Tian had already turned around and walked towards the elevator at the entrance of the passage, without even looking at the old man. To Qi Tian, ​​this man was already a dead man.

But before he dies, he will still be tortured by pain for a while.

Not only the old man, but also the other four people were not completely dead. Their survival instincts were still forcing them to struggle, but this struggle was destined to be useless.

They will face their own death in severe pain and despair. They can see each other, or the other party dies in front of them first, or they die completely first while watching the other party still struggling. .

End of corridor.

With a soft "ding" sound, the elevator has arrived.

Qi Tian walked into the elevator, pressed the button for the first floor, and straightened his collar in front of the smooth and clean elevator car.

As the elevator door slowly closes and the elevator descends, no one will come to this floor.

At least until the five of them are dead, no one will come.

On the first floor of the Heritage Creatures, Qi Tian came up from here, but the hall was not in a mess. On the contrary, it was very tidy.

However, many figures have fallen at their jobs, all killed in one blow without bleeding.

Qi Tian opened an office door. Inside the office, three researchers in white coats had been tied up and squatting in the corner, shivering.

"Stop shaking." Qi Tian glanced out the window, "Get up and walk by yourself. A car will pick you up. If you don't want to leave, I wouldn't mind sawing off your legs."