louisehourcade Chapter 1389 Infighting
Chapter 1389 Infighting
Chapter 1389 Infighting
Seeing his palm getting smaller and smaller, the hair on Xiaolong's body stood up.
Horrible, simply too scary!
Regardless of the fact that the palm is getting smaller and smaller, it condenses a very large amount of energy into a very small area. Once it explodes, the power will increase exponentially.
This is too scary.
Master, what should we do now?
Facing this, Qin Hao didn't panic. He raised his head and glanced at it. At this time, his palm was only the size of a door panel.
"Xiaolong, you have been following the master for so long. The master didn't teach you any skills. He just told you how to spend money. This time, the master will teach you a trick!"
Xiaolong looked at Qin Hao excitedly, "Yes, Master!"
"In the face of such a powerful enemy that seems impossible to defeat, as long as you have absolute belief, then any enemy is just a paper tiger, so this move looks very strong, then you just need to think that you are stronger than him, That's right!"
Think yourself stronger?
But there is an insurmountable gap between them.
Can it really be stronger than him?
Xiaolong chuckled and looked at Qin Hao, "Master, is this okay?"
Those people sneered: "Of course this is not allowed, it is just the self-comfort of the weak!"
Indeed, Xiaolong thought so too.
This must be self-consolation.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to surpass him?
"Master!" Xiaolong said weakly.
Qin Hao laughed, "Do you think it's impossible? Then, try!"
While Qin Hao was speaking, this palm had changed from the size of a door panel to the size of an iron pot, and finally became only the size of a normal person's palm.
The moment it came to Qin Hao's palm, Qin Hao backhanded and pushed it out, and the palms of the two of them exploded.
"Hahaha, he is dead, he must be dead this time!"
Everyone was overjoyed, thinking that with such a powerful palm, Qin Hao would definitely die.
Thinking that their serious problem was finally solved, this group of people couldn't help singing and dancing, very proud and happy.
Qin Hao, Qin Hao, your life, which is stronger than Xiaoqiang, is finally over at this moment.
This is fate, absolute fate.
"Everyone, Qin Hao is dead, so let's start our plan!"
"That's right, Qin Hao is dead, we can start discussing how to divide up his property!"
"It's also time for us to send people to Jinhai to take away everything Qin Hao has."
Take away what belongs to us and let Qin Hao know how powerful we really are.
"Let's go!"
They were sure that Qin Hao was dead, so they were very excited.
This is Elder Song Qian, much stronger than that Mo Wudi.
I don't believe that you, Qin Hao, can still survive.
This is absolutely impossible.
"Elder Song, you killed Qin Hao this time. It's up to you to decide how to divide it!"
Immediately, someone started flattering Song Qian.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately realized that it had begun.
How to divide Qin Hao's assets is a problem.
No one wants to get less weight for himself, nor does he want more weight for others. After all, this is a matter of trillions.
So who will divide it is a question.
When someone said to let Song Qian divide it, someone immediately understood that they said so on purpose.
Because they are on the same side as Song Qian, allowing Song Qian to divide it will ensure that their own interests are maximized.
"If it is Elder Song, then we have no objection, but Elder Song has suffered such a serious injury at this time, so let's rest first!"
"Yes, yes, Elder Song is still quite tired at this time, let's rest first!"
"Let's talk after we have had enough rest!"
Both sides now have their own agendas, and everything is for their own benefit.
Song Qian waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm in good health now, I can still do a property division!"
"Elder Song, your body is important, let's talk about it later!"
They were so deadlocked that they were even going to quarrel.
At this time, Song Qian yelled, "Shut up!"
Seeing that he was angry, everyone stopped, wondering what Song Qian had to say.
"Qin Hao is dead. I killed Qin Hao. Do you have any objections?"
The people on Song Qian's side shook their heads, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"
"Don't dare to have an opinion!"
But the person who was not dealing with them said quietly: "Hey, I don't dare to have any opinions, but there are people in front of me who have consumed a lot of Qin Hao. Without their consumption, who dares to say that he can definitely win against Qin Hao!"
"Who is it? Who said they consumed Qin Hao?"
Immediately no one spoke, Song Qian snorted, "If anyone has any dissatisfaction with me, Song Qian, then stand up and speak for yourself, don't say these things behind your back!"
"I, Song Qian, despise the most people who are shady and evil behind their backs, you know?"
Everyone was obedient and didn't dare to speak, but Qin Hao, who they thought was dead long ago, suddenly said: "I haven't died yet, you guys are starting to squabble, why bother?"
(End of this chapter)