The Dragon King is released from prison

Qi Tian's phone rang. He looked at the number that had called him before and picked up the phone.

"One hundred thousand Yanxia coins, right? If you show up first, I'll pay you fifty thousand. After the matter is over, I'll pay you the other fifty thousand."

"Okay, tell me the address."

"37 Perseus Avenue."

"Okay, see you later."

Under the night sky, Qi Tian got up from his leisurely rocking chair and walked towards the street.

Perseus Avenue is not far from where Qi Tian is. When he found No. 37, he also saw the short-haired woman from that day.

The short-haired woman stood anxiously at the door of the tattoo shop. When she saw Qi Tian, ​​she breathed a sigh of relief, then walked up quickly and handed Qi Tian 50,000 yuan.

"That's half, we agreed."

"of course."

Qi Tian put the money away and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"My sister was kidnapped." The short-haired woman pointed to the tattoo shop across the street. "They know about my sister, but they won't tell me."

"I understand." Qi Tian nodded and then walked across the street.

The short-haired woman followed Qi Tian.

Qi Tian pushed open the door of the tattoo shop. The shop was very quiet, with only a humming sound coming from time to time.

Looking forward, I saw a strong white man sitting in front of a chair with tattoo tools in his hands.

The other person was tied to a tattoo chair. At this moment, the white strong man was pulling open the person's eyelids and trying to tattoo something on his eyes.

When he heard someone coming in, the strong white man didn't even look at him. He continued to do his own thing, gradually moving the tattoo tool closer to the other person's eyeballs.

"Woo, woo, woo! woo!"

The person tied to the chair struggled violently, but it was of no use. He was so scared that he wet his pants.

As a burst of blood spurted out, the face of the man operating the tattoo tool was stained bright red, and the man tied to the chair and struggling gradually became motionless.

The sturdy white man put down what he was holding, stood up and walked aside, picked up the towel on the table and wiped his face.

When the short-haired girl saw the person lying on the chair, her face turned pale. The scene was so horrifying that it made her feel a little nauseous.

After wiping his face clean, the white man turned around and looked at Qi Tian: "Yanxia people?"

"Yeah." Qi Tian nodded.

The white man showed a regretful look, and said to the short-haired girl: "You dare to come here with one person, you are very brave."

The short-haired girl didn't say anything.

The white man looked at Qi Tian again: "You come here to help others and want to step on Valk's territory. You Yanxia people are getting bolder and bolder."

Qi Tian walked to the side and played with some tools in the tattoo shop: "Why, is Valk very powerful?"

"Not that great, huh?" The white man shook his head. "It's nothing more than being able to compete with Qi Tian from Yan Xia. He caused a big fuss in Tian Yin from Yan Xia during this period."

"Is that so?" Qi Tian put down what he was holding, "It's indeed not that great."

After Qi Tian finished speaking, he looked at the short-haired woman and asked, "What do you want to say next? Do you ask? Or should I ask?"

The short-haired woman took a deep breath and looked at the strong white man: "Where is my sister?"

The white man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "That Yanxia girl was very strong, but now she doesn't have much energy."

When the short-haired woman heard this, her body trembled slightly. Although she had already thought that there would be no good result for a woman falling into the hands of these people, she still couldn't help feeling angry when she heard it.

The short-haired woman clenched her fist and said, "Where's the person? You said that we would pay you and you would release him!"

The white sturdy man shook his head: "You stepped on Valk's territory. The money I told you was only yesterday's account. There is still today's debt."

Qi Tian asked curiously: "How much?"

"Sixty thousand pounds." The white man looked at Qi Tian, ​​"Are you willing to pay this much? This pair of sisters is very attractive, you will enjoy a good life."

"Sixty thousand pounds, wow." Qi Tian looked at the short-haired woman, "I have to say, the money you spent on me is well worth it."

After Qi Tian finished speaking, he said to the strong man: "From now on, you have to think about how to answer my questions. I don't have a particularly good patience when I start to fight."

The white man's eyes flashed coldly and he took the first step. He had a sharp knife hidden in his hand and stabbed it straight at Qi Tian.

Although he was a strong man, his speed was extremely fast. The knife went straight to Qi Tian's neck, trying to kill him with one blow.

But the next second, the strong man let out a scream, and his knife-holding hand was broken directly. Before the strong man could make any move, Qi Tian kicked the strong man's knee twice in a row.

The sturdy man knelt heavily on the ground, and the tiles on the ground cracked.

The knife in the sturdy man's hand had already fallen into Qi Tian's hand at some point. Qi Tian held the knife and stabbed it directly into the sturdy man's chest, and the sturdy man let out a scream.

"A tip: don't pull it out. If you pull it out now, you will only die." Qi Tian smiled slightly and sat on the stool next to him.

The sturdy man looked at the knife on his chest, blood flowing out bit by bit.

"Of course, don't do any strenuous exercise. If you move even a little, it could damage your heart and you'll still die. Judging from the current situation, if you can get to the hospital within fifteen minutes, you might survive."

After Qi Tian finished speaking, he gave the short-haired woman a look.

The short-haired woman standing nearby was stunned. This series of events happened so fast that she couldn't react at all.

Even though the short-haired woman knew that Qi Tian was very powerful that night, she didn't expect him to be this powerful.

You know, the owner of this tattoo shop is a master in the late Earth level!

The short-haired woman looked at the strong white man: "Where's my sister?"

"Punk...Punklu." The white man spoke carefully, fearing that he would accidentally pull the wound. He did not dare to waste time, "Number 21, the person is there!"

After hearing this, the short-haired woman made a phone call without any hesitation.

Time passed like this little by little.

The short-haired girl was very nervous.

The strong white man was also very nervous.

Six or seven minutes later, the short-haired girl received a call saying that the person had been rescued. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the tattoo parlor.

The white man also breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to get up. However, just as he moved, his face suddenly froze and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"I told you not to do any strenuous exercise." Qi Tian shook his head. "The blade is less than a centimeter away from your heart. How dare you stand up on your own? Can't you just stay in this position and go to the hospital? Hey."

Qi Tian shook his head regretfully and walked out of the tattoo shop.

The white man's eyes widened. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak. Blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

As for Valk's people, Qi Tian would naturally not keep them.

Must die.

This organization must also perish.