Douluo's opening breaks with Tang Hao

Chapter 27 Revenge
"Brother Xiaohan, Grandpa Jack." Na'er opened her eyes, only to find that she was in an iron cage surrounded by iron cages, and there were little girls around her age inside. She is extremely fair, and her future growth will not be bad.

Some of those little girls were wiping tears secretly, some opened their sleeves and touched the welts on them, some were trembling like a frightened little rabbit, and they didn't dare to utter a sound.

"Let me out, let me out, I'm going to see Grandpa Jack!" Na'er yelled, shaking the iron cage.

"What's the noise, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

A young man came over and stepped on Na'er's iron cage.

The iron cage made clanging, clanging sounds, and Na'er was so frightened that she rolled around in it twice, and the little girls around her held their heads and dared not speak.

The young man said indifferently: "You untouchables are born with low lives, and being a toy is your birth destiny. If you keep arguing, there will be no food tonight!"

Na'er got up and remembered that old Jack's head had been twisted and he lost his life completely. With tears in his eyes, he shouted, "Grandpa Jack, I'm sorry, brother Xiaohan, woohoo!"

"Oh, how dare you make noise!" The young man picked up the whip, intending to open the cage and whip Na'er a few times.

Just when the whip was about to be taken away from Na'er, Boss Qian Daya Qian came out and grabbed the whip, "Stop!"

"Boss, you're here." The arrogant young man just now nodded and bowed when he saw the middle-aged fat man.

"Snapped!"

Qian Daya slapped the young man's face, pointed at Na'er and said coldly: "She is worth much more than you, if she loses a piece of meat, you can go down and be with the silver snake."

"Yes!" The young man nodded quickly, trembling all over, not daring to fart.

"Let me out, Grandpa Jack." Na'er sobbed.

"Let you go out, little baby, do you know how dangerous your face will bring you?" Qian Daya said with a smile.

"How big a crisis?"

"That dead old man is your relative, right?" Qian Daya continued.

Na'er didn't answer, but she shed tears in her eyes again, and said angrily, "You guys killed Grandpa Jack!"

Qian Daya chuckled lightly and said, "No, it's you, little girl."

"It's me?" Na'er was stunned.

"Yes, we came to arrest you because you are so beautiful, and that old man died because he protected you."

"This world is full of what we do. Even if we let you go today, if you go to another family, one day you will be captured by another organization, and that family will die because of it."

"Therefore, the old man's death is blamed on you. If you weren't so beautiful, we wouldn't have come to arrest you, and that old man wouldn't have died!"

Na'er completely collapsed when she heard this, she held her eyes with her hands and cried, "Grandpa Jack, it's Na'er who killed you, woohoo!"

Boss Qian smiled slightly and sat back on his seat again. An uneducated brat is easy to fool.

People have a herd mentality. Qian Daya said that such organizations are everywhere in the world. Na'er, who is still young, naturally thinks this kind of thing is normal, so she blames herself.

At night, as the sun went down, the Qian family was setting up a banquet to celebrate today's catch of a good product, surrounded by soul masters as bodyguards, and one of the more powerful middle-aged men was sitting in the first-class seat.

This is the enshrinement of the Qian family, a master who has reached the level of soul master.

In the small city of Nottingham, the dean of Notting College at the level of the soul sect is already the strongest, and the soul master is naturally also called a master.

The Qian's manor was brightly lit, and a small figure like a ghost easily climbed over the ten-meter-high wall and sneaked into the Qian's house.

Tang Han's eyes were full of murderous intent, he was holding a dagger in one hand, and there was a small pistol on his waist. Today he wanted the Qian family to perish, in order to sue the spirit of Grandpa Jack.

In the corridor, a rich man with shaky steps and dark circles on his face was walking towards his room with two beautiful women in his arms.

A gust of wind blew by, and a bloodstain appeared on the head of the rich young man, blood gushed out, and the rich young man's pupils widened.

The two gorgeous women were about to yell, Tang Han jumped up and slashed the two women's necks to make them fall asleep.

Tang Han didn't have the idea of ​​dragging the three of them to a hidden place, and he didn't pay attention to the Qian family.

On both sides of the corridor, the scenery is pleasant. When a gust of wind blows, you can even smell the fragrance of flowers around. This place is rich and luxurious, but the surface is full of filth. The luxury here is based on human trafficking and the hard-earned money of the people. .

Tang Han stepped on the moon and chased all the maids and guards he saw, and he kicked open the door of the main living room.

The door was kicked, and everyone in the main living room was slightly taken aback.

"Where is the wild boy? Are you impatient?" the host scolded.

"I want you all to avenge Grandpa Jack's revenge." A golden century-old soul ring appeared under Tang Han's feet, and the Blue Silver King martial soul was activated.

"Soul Master!"

"A century-old soul ring!"

"Death to me!" Tang Han said coldly, his soul power surged, and countless blue silver grass vines entangled him, and some collateral disciples in the front had their necks snapped by the blue silver grass twice.

"what--"

"Killed!"

Some women screamed, where have these pampered young ladies seen such a scene?A child kills as soon as it comes in.

"Son! My son!" Seeing his son's neck being wrung and thrown away like garbage, a middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled madly: "Death, I want you to die, I want you Cut you into pieces!"

"Go, kill him!"

With an order, several first-ring soul masters and several second-ring soul masters rushed towards Tang Han. These were recruited by the Qian family.

A great soul master gets ten gold soul coins a month, whores a few times, and if he gets more good-looking girls, he will be gone. A soul master will get one gold soul coin a month, and if he eats a bit better, he will lose one gold soul coin. If you want to have fun, how can the money be enough, so many low-level soul masters can't resist money, the temptation of beauties is hired by nobles, as for the pride of soul masters, Brother Tao licks Sisi, isn't Sisi marrying a rich nobleman? Is it obvious?
"Mere soul masters and great soul masters, court death!"

A few tiny blue silver grass vines stretched out, and Tang Han's Jiuyang magic power was fully activated, and he activated his lightness kung fu, stepping on the blue silver grass vines and rushing towards the soul master, the big soul master.

"Surrender brat!"

"The first soul skill, bull's paw!" A ten-year soul ring lit up and patted Tang Han.

"You're the one who died!" Tang Han said coldly, swinging his fist with his right hand.

Under everyone's shocking eyes, Tang Han's small fist smashed the arm of the soul ring possessed by the bull with the use of the first soul skill into a ball of flesh.

(End of this chapter)