Chapter 367 (1/2)

Tang Lichuan wanted to subdue the four gun heroes because he wanted them to sincerely submit. If it was too easy to meet their requirements, he would only appear to be too easy to speak, which would be very dignified.

Besides, Zhou Yong doesn't know what's good or bad. He just let him go in the city master's house. As a result, he brought people to trouble. If he didn't teach him a lesson, this guy won't have a long memory.

With the blessing of the bloody smell of the bloody devil robe, Tang Lichuan's face looked like a strange feeling of terror. At this time, his right hand flashed, and a smiling face appeared in his hand.

Hearing the creepy ghost howling, Zhou Yong looked up difficultly, just opposite the four eyes of the ghost face, and the fishy gas emitted by the ghost face directly sprayed on his face.

”Ghost!”

Frightened, Zhou Yong inspired his survival instinct. His weak limbs supported the ground and made him stand up.

But as soon as he ran out, he felt a sharp pain in his lower leg, and then the whole right leg was completely cold and numb.

He fell heavily to the ground. Zhou Yong looked down and found that his right leg had been bitten off by a ghost on the ground. The skin and meat at the gap had begun to turn white, which was obviously contaminated with ghost gas.

The wound was only half the size of a walnut, but the cold smell from such a non fatal wound almost paralyzed Zhou Yong's lower body.

A powerful martial arts practitioner might be able to compete with the ghost Qi, but Zhou Yong himself is only a half irrigation. He has never cultivated any decent martial arts skills at all. His authority depends entirely on his father's status and the force of his servants.

His own skills are ordinary. Without the identity of a young city master and an extraordinary Valet, any martial artist in Kailing territory who has seriously practiced can play with him.

Tang Lichuan made a fierce hand and ordered the ghost to teach Zhou Yong a lesson. At the same time, his perception was secretly observing the actions of the four gun hows. These four people were subject to his ”mind control skill”, and they would be subdued by him if there was a little movement.

They dare not act rashly, but they all look worried. They look at Tang Lichuan, as if they are worried that Tang Lichuan will kill his master.

”It seems that the effect is not obvious. We have to continue to exert pressure.”

Tang Lichuan thought about it silently. He knew that the words of surrender in the mouth of gun Hao just now were just a delaying measure. To make them surrender sincerely, he had to take a step closer to Zhou Yong's torture.

But if these four people are really loyal, they will not sit back and watch the little master suffer.

”Go, get into his body and have fun.”

Tang Lichuan flicked his fingers, and the grimace in his hand went into Zhou Yong's mouth because of his wailing.

Zhou Yong's body stiffened in pain. After a short pause, there was an earth shaking cry of pain. The ghost entered his body. He didn't know what hands and feet he had done. The pain made him ignore his paralyzed right leg and constantly make tumbling, jumping and other actions. It seemed that he wanted to drive the ghost out of his body by this self mutilation method.

”Spare your life. You dare to trouble me. I'll see how brave you are!”

With a sneer, Tang Lichuan snapped his fingers. He saw a balloon sized drum in Zhou Yong's body constantly jumping in his body. Then he saw that the muscles on Zhou Yong's face were completely screwed into one piece, covered the position of his ”gallbladder” with both hands, and rolled on the ground.