"Leader, we've been poisoned too!"
The group of archers shouted as soon as they saw the porcelain bottle.
They knew very well how potent the poison on the crossbow bolts was. In less than two hours, the poisoned person's body would fester and die. If they didn't have the antidote, they would definitely die! At the thought of that kind of death, the group of crossbowmen shuddered. Back then, they were the ones who laughed as their opponents were poisoned to death. Who would have thought that they would one day die?
"Not enough antidote!"
Zuo Juncai cursed in his heart. He immediately opened the porcelain bottle with one hand and was about to pour the antidote into his mouth.
Suddenly, a foot flew over and kicked away the porcelain bottle in Zuo Juncai's hand. The porcelain bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Clear spring water flowed out of it and was instantly sucked dry by the ground.
"My antidote!"
Zuo Juncai suddenly let out a miserable howl.
This was the only antidote he had left. The rest were in another place. Obviously, there was not enough time for him to get them! "What antidote?
You want to drink it? "
Ning Qi said with a faint smile.
"You … kill him for me! Kill him! "
Zuo Juncai suddenly pointed at Ning Qi and roared.
Now, he could only rely on his subordinates to rush up and kill Ning Qi. In this way, he still had a chance to get the antidote and survive.
"Go!"
"Let's kill him together!"
"If we don't kill him today, our Black-tiger Gang will be in danger!"
Urged by some people and poisoned, Zuo Juncai's subordinates immediately swarmed up! Unfortunately, in Ning Qi's eyes, they were all weak and powerless. Even if they had weapons, they were no threat.
Ning Qi basically knocked down all the elites of the Black-tiger Gang with one punch and two kicks.
"This …" Jiang Posha didn't dare to return to his chair. He quietly walked towards the back of the hall. Suddenly, Ning Qi turned around and looked at Jiang Posha. A faint smile appeared in his eyes. Another acquaintance.
"Jiang Posha?"
Ning Qi smiled.
Jiang Posha's body slightly stiffened. Then he forced himself to calm down and smiled at Ning Qi. "I'm Jiang Posha, the Master of the Jiang Family. I didn't expect you to recognize me."
"Of course I recognize you. You were hung on the tree by me for so many years. We often meet."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Hanging from a tree?"
Jiang Posha was stunned for a moment. Then, without thinking about it, he said in a low voice, "Today, I came to the Black Tiger Gang to discuss with Zuo Juncai about his son's funeral. Little brother Ning, can you pretend that you didn't see me and I will pretend that I didn't see you?"
"You just said that you want to torture my family to death, and now you want me to pretend that I didn't see you?
Stand here properly. After I'm done with Zuo Juncai, I'll deal with you. "
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
Jiang Posha's face turned a little pale. Looking at Zuo Juncai's current appearance and a large number of Black-tiger Gang elites who had been beaten by Ning Qi to the point that they could not fight back and even collapsed on the ground, a trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart.
He was just a businessman, not a scholar. He didn't have the pride of a scholar, nor was he a warrior. He didn't have the courage of a warrior. Now that he knew that he would probably end up like Zuo Juncai, the fear in his heart couldn't help but grow crazily! "Who the hell are you? You are not Ning Qi! Who are you? I've looked into it. Ning Qi has been a weak scholar since he was young. How could he know martial arts? "
Zuo Juncai stared at Ning Qi with horror in his eyes.
Hearing this, Ning Jiuxian and the others subconsciously looked at Ning Qi. After a few breaths, Ning Jiuxian shouted at Zuo Juncai, "Old bastard, this is my son!"
"Impossible …" Zuo Juncai still did not believe it.
"Didn't you say that I was like a fool during this period of time when I was refining elixirs and cultivating?
My martial arts skills were cultivated during this period of time. Before this, I really didn't understand martial arts. Not to mention you, any random disciple of the Black Tiger Gang could defeat me. "
Ning Qi smiled.
Refining elixirs and cultivating?
Could it be … A trace of disbelief appeared in Zuo Juncai's eyes. Could there really be such a thing as cultivation?
He did not want to believe it. But this was the only way to explain how Ning Qi could be reborn and become a powerful warrior in such a short time! "Father, Mother, Little Brother, Little Sister, I'm sorry to have frightened you today. When Zuo Juncai asked people to invite you here, was there any disrespect?"
Ning Qi looked at Ning Jiuxian and the others and said with a smile.
"Big Brother, they were indeed disrespectful. And before you came, they were discussing how to torture us."
Ning Jun said.
She was 13 years old this year. She was Ning Jiuxian's youngest daughter and Ning Qi's biological sister. Although she was young, she was already slim and graceful.
"Big Brother, did their son really …" A trace of curiosity appeared in Ning Heng's eyes.
"They told you?"
Ning Qi smiled and looked at Zuo Juncai and Jiang Posha. Then, he nodded slightly. "A few days ago, the young master of the Black-tiger Gang came to the Zi Mansion to make trouble and ordered people to attack me. He wanted me to lie in bed for another half a year, so I beat him to death to give him a taste of his own medicine."
After a pause, he continued, "As for Jiang Tianshu, his thoughts were not pure. He always had a crush on my wife, so I had to break his legs so that he would never be able to walk again."
Ning Jiuxian and the other three gasped. Since when did Ning Qi talk about killing someone so casually?
"After I deal with them, I'll take you to the Zi Mansion."
Ning Qi smiled at Ning Jiuxian and the others.
Without waiting for the four of them to react, Ning Qi walked straight up to Zuo Juncai and lifted his leg. Zuo Juncai's neck was instantly twisted by a huge force. Before he could even scream, his entire head flew into the air.
"Master!"
The people of the Black-tiger Gang were horrified.
Ning Qi glanced at them and smiled. He stepped forward and kicked them one by one. Except for the group of archers who were poisoned, the rest of the Black-tiger Gang's disciples suffered the same fate as Zuo Juncai.
In less than a dozen breaths, the entire hall was filled with the disgusting smell of blood.
Jiang Posha stared at this scene in a daze. He couldn't help but clench his teeth. As the master of the Jiang Family, his hands were stained with blood. However, Jiang Posha had never seen someone like Ning Qi who killed dozens of people without saying a word and even kicked their heads away! "Don't, don't come over …" Jiang Posha looked at Ning Qi who was walking toward him and stammered.
"Are you scared now?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"This world is ruled by law! You've killed so many people today, and the government will definitely not forgive you! If you don't kill me, I can help you cover up this matter. You know, the Jiang Family still has some power in Jiangyin City! "
Jiang Posha took a deep breath and forced a smile on his face.
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