Power of Money novel Chapter 1337

Ten people completely blocked Jason's way of retreat.

They kept a defensive posture and stared at Jason. They did not take a step back and did not intend to go forward. They were very clear that the wounds on Jason's face were acting up. There was no need for them to do anything. Jason would soon die from poisoning and suddenly die here.

At this time, Wei Qingtian also came over.

He was very smart. He knew that a person with Jason's skills could break through these people's defense line and give him a deadly blow at the moment of death even if he was struggling.

"Why didn't you fight? Aren't you very good at fighting?"

Wei Qingtian looked at Jason as if he were his father's enemy who had killed him, and his eyes were full of envy.

The guy who killed him and killed half of his mausoleum guard for a few days finally had no strength to struggle. He wanted to return all the anger and humiliation that had happened to him, so that Jason could also feel the despair and pain!

"Killing my loved general is tantamount to cutting off my right-hand man. Today, I will kill you to avenge my deep hatred!"

Wei Qingtian roared and had completely lost his bearing as the head of the Wei family. He pointed at Jason and shouted, "Whoever can come forward and cut off his four limbs today, I will not only appoint him as deputy head of the family, but also give Wei Xiaotian's gloves to him. He will be my confidant. Who will come!"

'TH do it!"

One of the Defending Warriors strode forward and looked at Jason with cold eyes.

It was not because of the gloves, but because one of the three mausoleum guards that Jason had just killed was his brother!

"You killed my eldest brother. Die!"

The Defending Warriors let out a ripping sound and punched!

Jason looked at him coldly. At the moment when the fist wind approached, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the fist that was coming toward him!

The heavy fist stopped directly and was caught in the palm of Jason's hand.

"Go to hell!"

"Who is it?" With a roar, several steel needles came out of the space between his fingers and directly pierced through Jason's hand, blood splashing. Jason's face sank and suddenly kicked the opponent in the lower abdomen. That person spat out a mouthful of blood directly from his eye. His eyes were almost bleeding, but his face was still with a grim sneer.

"A needle is poisonous!"

Seeing that the three silver needles, which were more than two inches long, were pierced through by the wounds, Jason frowned and kicked the man several times again, but the man did not fall down until his death. The three steel needles linked the two men's bodies. He widened his eyes and died in a ferocious way.

Upon seeing this, Wei Qing let out a sigh of relief.