C499 A Trace of Coldness!

Blood spurted out like a fountain. In an instant, Lyu Shuangqiu's head turned into a red ball. If he didn't die, he would become a cripple.

"Throw him into the river."

Young Master Qi coldly swept a glance at Lyu Shuangqiu. Just like before, there was no hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"Young Wei, I'm afraid …"

Lin Miaomiao was scared half to death