Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Nanping Airport in Nancheng.

At the last moment of ascension to the throne, Jiang Ye carried a suitcase through the security check. He was tall and leggy, and he stood out from the crowd.

He boarded the plane immediately, but his heart beat faster and faster.

It was as if something was beyond expectation.

Jiang Ye suppressed the feeling of no reason and walked towards the boarding gate.

"Jiang Ye!!"

There were eager shouts behind him.

He stopped and turned to look.

"Contemplation Moon?"

"Something happened!" Shen Siyue clutched her heart, her face turned pale, and rushed to Jiang Ye, saying incoherently, "Something went wrong..."

"My dad...kidnapped Jiang Li'an...now, now..."

Shen Siyue struggled to explain all this clearly.

The mobile phone Jiang Ye was holding fell to the ground with a bang!

All the ominous premonitions have become reality.

At this moment, my heart beat violently.

In the next second, Jiang Ye threw away the suitcase and rushed out desperately, leaving an afterimage of his clothes.

"Sir! Sir!" The airport staff shouted in astonishment.

mountain top.

The sky and the earth are vast.

When the scalpel was about to approach Shen Weishan, Shen Weishan whistled, and in the mountains and fields, countless animals and vicious dogs appeared!

The ferocious beast roared at Shen Qingzhuo and Tan Junxi from its throat, its pupils glowed green, and it would pounce on and bite human flesh at any time!

There were even hundreds of ancient warriors appearing on the mountain, surrounding the two of them layer by layer!
Shen Qingzhuo had just thrown someone over his shoulder, but the two behind him pinched each other, and someone kicked heavily on his knee.

The boy didn't kneel down, instead he straightened up in a distorted arc, suppressing a muffled groan in his throat, kicked one person flying, and threw the other sneak attacker on the snow, punching the opponent's face Smash it down!
No matter how many injuries you have suffered or how serious they are, you just focus on beating the opponent to death, making a gesture of killing someone.

"Taming animals——" Shen Qingzhuo looked up at the wild beasts attacking from all directions. He had long lost his animal instincts and became a vicious dog driven by Shen Weishan.

This is the unique trump card of the family, usually used against foreigners.

Shen Qingzhuo was fortunate enough to be thrown into the wolf's den by Shen Weishan and fought desperately, so he was naturally familiar with them.

The young man licked the blood overflowing from his thin lips, and acted wickedly: "It's just right, exercise your muscles and bones."

Tan Junxi squinted his eyes, looked at the scene around him, put one hand in his pocket, and rubbed the remote control lightly, his eyes were dark.

"Let me go!" Shen Weishan's brows and eyes were arrogant and sinister. With an order, all the beasts rushed forward at the same time. The successive roars were the signal to attack, and the sharp teeth and claws reflected a white light.

Thousands of miles of desolate snow-capped mountains are shocking and dangerous.

Shen Qingzhuo was lazily kneeling on one knee, with his knee against the chest of a warrior who had just beaten him half to death, his back was slightly arched, his posture was lazy, his hands were covered with wounds, stained with blood, and the blood ran along the cold white wrist bones The moles on the snow are dripping, dyeing the pure white snow into the brightest red, like red roses blooming in the abyss.

He casually hooked his fingers at the beast: "Stop."

The voice carried mandatory cold orders, and that face was too eye-catching in the wind and snow, sharp and deep, almost piercing the blood of the bones.

Shen Weishan only thought it was funny, and sneered loudly: "The ferocious beasts of the past dynasties will only be tamed by the patriarch and obey the orders of one—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The wild wolf lay down in front of Shen Qingzhuo, and let out a long cry from its throat!
The whole mountain echoed with howling wolves, and the echo was empty and lingered for a long time.

"Did you see it? He is your food, you can eat him." Shen Qingzhuo spit out a sentence, he slowly stood up straight, the thin hem of his clothes caught the wind, and the smile on his lips was deadly in the heavy snow. Evil.

All the ferocious beasts turned around the first time he gave the order, and stared at Shen Weishan with green eyes!
Shen Weishan's scalp was numb: "This is impossible..."

"what!"

The leg was bitten by a fierce beast, and a piece of flesh was bitten off bloody through the trousers. The blood that flowed out stimulated the wolf nature of all animals.

Shen Weishan screamed and yelled at the guards at home: "Help me! Save me!!"

The ancient warrior's complexion changed slightly, he glanced at the young man in the center with a little fear, and quickly walked towards the Patriarch Shen Weishan.

"boom--!"

"boom--!"

Two deafening explosions sounded, tearing the eardrums. Under the impact of the strong explosives, the entire abandoned steel factory was ablaze, and the thick steel bars piled up were even more crumbling.

The huge power of the explosion blocked people's sight, and caused them to be temporarily blind and lose their voice.

A raging fire burns—

The vast majority of people were not spared, and the ancient warriors wailed in pain in the fire!
Tan Junxi held the bomb's remote control button in his hand, his brows were extremely cold-blooded, he lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, a gentleman like jade: "Do you have any hole cards? Why don't you take them out together."

In Shen Weishan's gradually frightened eyes, he said softly: "You didn't, but it's my turn."

Such a powerful explosive, if not carefully prepared in advance, how could it cause such consequences? !

In this era, unless you have biological friends, how can you prepare so many...

Shen Weishan finally tasted the taste of fear, and slowly backed away, but the drug in his body took effect, which made him unable to exert any strength, and became a fish to be slaughtered!

Hitting Yan all day, after all, let Yan peck her eyes.

"I can cooperate with you! You and I are strangers, you don't have to help Shen Qingzhuo do this!" Shen Weishan broke out in cold sweat.

"Never met." Tan Junxi chewed on these four words repeatedly, "But I know you."

Shen Weishan's eyes widened.

"I've been looking for you for 17 years." The scalpel was inserted next to Shen Weishan's head, only a centimeter away, "Don't you like beating people the most? Let's take it easy today."

The number seventeen seemed to stimulate Shen Weishan's brain. He looked at the familiar eyebrows and eyes in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, he figured it all out!
"Are you that woman's child?!"

Seventeen years ago, Shen Weishan lingered in the human world, together with a few men, he played a woman to death. He remembered that there was a young boy at that time. If someone hadn't stopped him, Shen Weishan would probably have killed the child together.

Tan Junxi found it quite ridiculous.

The victim tosses and turns day and night and does not dare to forget, but the perpetrator forgets everything and moves forward happily.

The man is standing on a high mountain, with the snow behind him, he only wears a thin white shirt, which is so clean that it is not stained with dust. Now, a little bit of blood is splashed, bright red, treacherous, winding and blooming on the snow white .

Tan Junxi stabbed the opponent's ribs with a knife, and the blade pierced into the flesh, making a scalp-numbing sound!
He knows well that where there is no death, there is torture.

"Does it hurt?" Tan Junxi smiled, under the silver-rimmed lenses, his eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes were also red, and there was an unknown storm in his eyes, "She also hurt at the beginning."

Even if there was the slightest bit of mercy, why is it today.

So what if you got revenge, the dead person is already dead, died of torture, humiliation and hatred, died without dignity, and will never return to this world! !
After looking for someone for so many years, it finally fell into his hands. Tan Junxi's hand holding the knife was shaking, not because of fear, but because of excitement, because of joy, because of a pathological desire for revenge.

"Don't kill me!!" Shen Weishan screamed in his throat. He is a bully and fears nothing. He knows that today's people can't afford it, so he immediately begged for mercy, "It's been 17 years, it's over! I Willing to make it up to you! Don't take my life! Shen Qingzhuo save me—"