Chapter 262

At the police headquarters in the center of the city, Liu Qian was held in a tightly sealed cell.

This is a single room with a large area, at least nearly 100 square meters.

It is said that this cell was used to guard a very dangerous person. It is said that the man had 160 lives on his hands. It is said that the man was extremely dangerous. His innocent face could almost paralyze many people's nerves.

At this time, in this cell is Liu Qian, hand shackles and shackles will follow him from time to time, making a clattering sound, and "swing" in the whole cell.

"Murong family, I'll settle our accounts with you bit by bit. Don't worry, don't worry --"

Liu Qian stood quietly in the cell, with a faint hatred on his face.

With a creak, the closed door of the cell was slowly opened.

At this time, more than a dozen ferocious prisoners were released without handcuffs. Among them, a man with white gloves and the latest ball uniform was even bulging around his waist, as if he had something hidden.

Liu Qian stood quietly at the window, looking at the only place in the room where he could connect with the outside world except the door. Looking at the white moonlight in the sky that day, Liu Qian gently laughed.

As for how many people came to the room, he didn't even think about looking around.

"Cough, this place is better. How bright this place is!"

These people came into the room one by one, and the police locked the door of the room.

"Yes, this place is so bright. It's a pity if it's for one person. It's the center of the city. It's very expensive, isn't it?"

"That's not true. Living alone is like living in a villa."

A group of prisoners came in, muttering, and what they said was even more confusing.

How can prison and villa be connected? These guys have a very rich imagination.

"Liu Qian, right?"

Just as a group of prisoners were walking towards Liu Qian, the man in a new prison uniform came towards Liu Qian step by step. Leisurely, he took out a dagger from his pocket and said with a smile, "to tell you the truth, I like the man with seed. You are very kind. You know that murongchang is so crazy and has such a big background, you still dare to crush his eggs, I should give you a thumbs up if you want him to be a queen

"Murongchang sent you?"

Liu Qian glanced at the man, and his mouth gradually showed a cold smile.

"No, he's not qualified to call me. I'm sent by murongqi. But thanks to you, murongchang may be abandoned. He'll have no children and no grandchildren in his life. However, my master can just have a boy. Anyway, I grew up looking at him."

"It's just this guy. It's not easy for people to worry about him. With his wealth and power, he did a lot of work to bury his conscience. Originally, I wanted to get rid of this guy. However, Mr. murongqi was kind to me, so I kept bearing it until you showed up."

"Well done, well done, but you have to know that everyone has his own ambition, and I can't help it if I want to move you. That's what the master means. You can't live until tomorrow morning!" "By the way, let me introduce myself. My name is a Fei, one of murongqi's bodyguards!"

"That's it?"

Liu Qian Bai glanced at him and said, "there's so much nonsense."

"Ha ha - I just like a kind man like you. It's just a pity that you are doomed to not live tonight. Oh, by the way, I'll keep your body. After all, you are not bad. At least you can be a good collection for me. I have the capital to show off with others in the future."

Ah Fei gave a cold smile and walked towards Liu Qian step by step without any pause. At this time, he had reached the position of Liu Qian about three meters.

"You want to kill me?"

Liu Qianding looked at a Fei, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"You said - huh?"

Ah Fei frowned and slowly put the dagger away. At this time, the originally closed prison door opened again.

Only two "women" appeared in front of the "door" of the cell. As soon as they appeared, the eyes of the men in the whole cell lit up, green and green.

"Liu Qian, no, no, my elder sister, my elder sister has been taken away by the Murong family."

It was Jiang Qiuye and Li Xiaomeng who came here. They were talking to Li Xiaomeng, who had already cried. She was as sad as she was now. When she said these words, she almost fainted.

Originally, she grew up with Han Zixin from childhood. She grew up relying on each other. Now that Han Zixin is taken away, no one is more worried than her.

And she also knows that Liu Qian is the only one who can save Han Zixin, so she goes to Jiang Qiuye and asks her to bring herself in and pass the matter on to Liu Qian.

"You said Han Zixin was captured by the Murong family?"

"What

Liu Qian's eyes glared and his face flashed a trace of murderous spirit!

The flame of anger in the bottom of Liu Qian's heart began to crazy savings up, he is a blood wolf, is reckless lone wolf, is an endless killing machine!

However, the scale he cared about most was being pulled away slowly. What kind of pain was it? It was "exciting" his heart!

At this time, his fists were pinched together, and his blood vessels were as ferocious as a dragon.

"Yes, yes, please go and help my sister!"

Li Xiaomeng choked. When he said this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and almost cried it out.

"Well, I'm going, I'm going!"

Liu Qian roared, looking at the shackles in his hand and the shackles that trapped him. Liu Qian suddenly roared and said, "break it for me!"

Huh?

It's a shackle made of "fine" steel, not to mention a man. Even if you want to cut it off with a machine, you'll have to waste a lot of energy.

A Fei disdains to smile. He can't wait any longer. The dagger in his hand comes out again and stabs at Liu Qian's heart.

"Remember, my name is a Fei. Don't say that you don't even know who killed you when you see Yama!" Ah Fei pounced on him, with a look of "Yin" and "color of poison". Just before his dagger reached Liu Qian's heart, he heard the sound of steel breaking, and his vision showed a big fist in a casserole.

How is that possible?

Let alone ah Fei, many of the prisoners present were confused. They were shackles made of fine steel. How could human power break them free? It's just like a dream!

"My name is Liu Qian. Don't forget to tell the king of hell that you were beaten to death by Liu Qian!"

Liu Qian, whose eyes turned scarlet, just hit ah Fei's face with one blow. The power of this blow was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. When ah Fei's face touched Liu Qian's fist, it was smashed into his brain and the whole face sank down.

Poop!

With the dagger falling on the ground, ah Fei's face was smashed into a pool of "meat" mud in an instant!

Well——

Scared!???

Many prisoners, when they saw this scene, were completely "forced"!

How could it be? How could human fist power be so great? Could Liu Qian not be the legendary king of He Li?

"Move him!"

Seeing that a Fei was beaten to the ground by Liu Qian, he was originally arranged to come in and kill Liu Qian's prisoners. At this time, he seemed to be crazy and rushed to Liu Qian regardless of everything.

There are even several prisoners, with a grim smile on their face, rushing towards Jiang Qiuye and Li Xiaomeng at the door.

Seeing Liu Qian here, he tilted his head slightly, squatted down slowly, picked up the dagger on the ground, said to himself, "dagger is a good dagger, but it's a pity to follow the wrong master. You are used to kill, not to be a decoration."

Ah Fei's body has been "smoking" and "smoking" for a long time, but at this time, it looks extremely miserable. That face can be directly used for mosaic.

The blood is burning, the anger is roaring, the flame in my heart is burning!

Liu Qian looks at the cold dagger in his hand. He hears the roar of Jiang Qiuye and the panic cry of Li Xiaomeng. He tilts his head slightly and looks coldly at the gang of prisoners. The corner of his mouth gradually outlines a cold smile.

Without any words, Liu Qian moved, with the dagger in his hand.

This dagger, in Liu Qian's hand, is like a flying butterfly. It's just a butterfly stained with blood. Whenever it falls on a prisoner, it will "drain" the blood in his body regardless of everything.

This is not a dagger at all. At this time, it turns into a vampire in the middle of the night and wantonly embarks on his journey of slaughter.

Ah——

No——

Damn, I'm wrong. I'm wrong. Don't kill me. Don't kill me——

Well——

The shrill scream came out of the prison. At this time, many policemen with guns rushed in. But when they saw Liu Qian in the prison, his eyes became round and round. Where is killing? It's an art show. It's the best interpretation of violence aesthetics.

Blood is like flying butterflies, waving their wings wantonly around Liu Qian, depicting one sad picture after another, presenting a feast of blood color after another.

One prisoner after another fell down and died. They did not understand why Liu Qian could be so cruel and ruthless and treat people's lives like weeds.

But what they don't know is that only when Liu Qian treats ordinary people and the people he cares about, will he show his good side with a smile from his heart.

However, in the face of these villains, he never knew what pity was, let alone what mercy was!