Chapter 216: beg for mercy!

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"Uncle Xiao !!" Seeing this scene, Zong Qinghe could no longer suppress his inner emotions and called out, sobbing loudly.
Lei Gang was even more dizzy, struggling to get up from the ground, but failed several times, but caused injuries to explode, and his mouth was bleeding.
The brothers of Qinglong Gang Youwei were all excited at this time, and were infected by Xiao Zuo's fighting spirit. Each one of them seemed to have fire burning. The look, the look, and the earth-shaking changes occurred in an instant.
All the people under Han Shiqi felt the change in the other party's momentum, and their expressions were full of horror and even panic.
"Since you're desperate to die, I have no reason not to complete you! The surname is Xiao, you take a step first, and soon I will let these people reunite with you!"
Han Shiqi's eyes narrowed sharply, his right palm raised high, the true energy in his body, like a river running, quickly gathered in the palm, and at the same time an unusually cold, terrible murderous like polar storm, swept away, so that Zong Qinghe could not help I shuddered a few times.
"Quick, save Uncle Xiao!"
Realizing Xiao Zuo's difficult situation, Zong Qinghe suddenly anxiously sipped and took the lead in lifting his body. A large number of right-back brothers did not dare to show weakness, and at the same time swept up, swarming toward Han Shiqi.
"Hahaha ... Late! Today, Xiao Zuo is dead!" A glance at Zong Qinghe and others who quickly came forward, Han Shiqi's face was full of grinning, full of true palm, already covered Xiao Zuo's head.
When Zong Qinghe saw this, a fragrant heart was like falling into the abyss and sinking all the time. In his head, Xiao Zuo's affection for her, and Zuo Tianwei was trapped, Xiao Zuo's all-round maintenance for her. In Zong Qinghe's mind, Xiao Zuo is her second father!
"Is Uncle Xiao really going to die in the hands of this evil thief?" Zong Qinghe's eyes were red, and his eyes were full of tears. His heart seemed to be the pain of being pulled by an invisible big hand.
"Han Shiqi, today, the only person who will die is you!"
Just as the despair and grief in Zong Qinghe's heart, a thunderous roar suddenly came. The domineering and majestic power contained in it immediately made everybody present palpitated!
Needless to say Zong Qinghe, this voice, even if it is decades, hundreds of years later, she can recognize!
"Daddy!" A shout of excitement and trembling, a mixture of excitement and sorrow, has a force that touches people's hearts. Who can't be moved?
Zong Tianwei! The founder of the Qinglong Gang, the legendary figure of the Qingyun Empire, is now like a blazing sun that pierced the sky and flew out. Nothing else, just his roar is enough to make Han Shiqi's men frightened, and their fighting spirits instantly collapse.
Even Han Shiqi, at this time, was a dead face, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Zong Tianwei turned out to be ... really out of trouble!
A smile appeared on Xiao Zuo's face, revealing majesty in his tragedy. With a hoarse voice, "Help the Lord, you ... you are finally here ..."
Before a word was finished, Xiao Zuo's figure fell to the ground slowly, his task has been completed, and it is very beautiful!
Looking down on the falling, blood-like Xiao Zuo, Zong Tianwei's tiger eyes, tears flickering. He has lost too many brothers, he never wants to lose Xiao Zuo!
"Han Shiqi, I'm your ancestor CAO!" A curse, like a dragon whispering in the sky, incomparable anger, like an explosion wave, followed by the roar of Zong Tianwei, bursting out, those who followed Han Shiqi for evil All were horribly paralyzed on the ground, and there were a few more who directly broke their nerves and died on the spot.
As the so-called enemies meet, they are extremely jealous! Not to mention Xiao Zuo's new hatred, old hatred alone is enough for Zong Tianwei to crush Han Shiqi's body.
In the hysterical roar, Zong Tianwei was like a lion, and he slashed fiercely towards Han Shiqi. The terrible true qi condensed his palms, arrogant torrents of waves, and covered the sky like Hanshiqi.
Not to mention Han Shiqi's guilty conscience, he couldn't concentrate on his full strength. Even if he was in a perfect state at this time, he could not resist the power like Zong Tianwei.
With a loud muffled sound, Han Shiqi was like a baseball that was pumped away, flying out for more than ten feet in a row. After landing, the blood was like a fountain, and it could not stop pouring out, and a face instantly turned into a gray defeat.
Zong Tianwei fell, and strode toward Han Shiqi. In Han Shiqi's face, in his eyes, he has been exhausted