Chapter 527: Trap
Yu Hanyan turned his head and said, "Wangqi, then how about you look at my family's qi?"
"Your qi is stronger than He Lianshan and Zhu Fei combined, about eighty percent of Song Xinglie, and seventy percent of Haochengang. The two of them are both grandmasters of the Tianyuan realm, so according to this calculation, you should also be at the peak of the earthy yuan. Senior sister, you are hiding so deeply!"
Yu Hanyan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "What, do you think that my family should not have such a cultivation? Do you think that my family only needs to make a vase, bear the name of the Qingling Fairy, and find out every day to please you?
"Well, I didn't say that......"
"But that's what you think, don't you?"
"No, you're thinking of me too vulgarly!"
Three poles on the sun, three ancient villages.
Gong Yunsleeve cautiously touched in.
Now that Zhu Zhuang Owner, Ge Xinglie and other masters have gone to the Lundao Square, Sangu Zhuang has a vacancy in defense forces, and it is the best time to sneak in. Gong Yunsleeve, who has peerless magical powers, walks here like a fish in water. In front of the nursing home, she is a maid in a hurry. In the minions, she is a haughty steward. And when the real housekeeper passed by, she became the rude guardian of Mu Ne again.
Through the eyes of many guards, she stepped over the arches without hurry, and passed safely through the front yard and into the back garden in full view of the people.
On the edge of the back garden, an inconspicuous firewood house sits in the bushes, and more than a dozen strong men squatting under the big locust tree in front of the firewood house to play cards.
Gong Yunsleeve was attracted by their shouting.
Why did such an inconspicuous firewood house send so many hardcover men to guard it? So what was in the firewood room? Is it the legendary picture scroll of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, or is it ......
Gong Yun's sleeves circled, clinging to the bushes, slowly approaching. Her movements were as light as a tanuki, and she didn't make a sound. She had not yet been noticed by anyone when she had approached the group five paces away.
Today's weather is really good.
Cloudy and windless.
Sun Buren sat in the firewood room, looked at the table full of dishes, and let out a long sigh.
The shouts of the men playing cards under the locust tree came one after another, and he felt uncomfortable listening to them.
For if it hadn't been for the incident the night before, he would have heard it in his gambling den by now, and watched the large sums of silver flow into his pockets. Instead of hiding in a firewood room where there is no light of day, unable to eat, sighing in vain, as is the case now.
What's more, in order to stay here, he also paid the price of five thousand taels of silver.
Jia Ying told him that the gambling nest had a good business yesterday, and the old man he left behind kept the gambling nest in good order, which meant to reassure him. Sun Buren listened, and only smiled bitterly.
So what?
I don't know how long it will take to earn back the five thousand taels of silver I spent. And that damn Scarface isn't dead yet, it's so good to sleep!
The food on the table was cold.
Sun Buren sighed again, grabbed the wine jug, and was about to send it to his mouth, when he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and a gust of wind seemed to blow behind his head. He turned his head to look, and with a click, the flask suddenly slipped out of his hand, and cold wine flowed all over the floor.
There was one more person behind him, and it was none other than the deadly Scarface.
The scarred man's fierce face was full of smiles, and he looked at Sun Buren and nodded: "Boss Sun is really good Yaxing, he came here to drink tea alone, and it made the uncle easy to find for a while!"
Sun Buren's face was as blue as iron, his teeth chattered, and he stammered, "You...... How did you find it?"
The scarred man squinted his eyes and smiled: "You don't have to worry about how the uncle came over, now the uncle has a few words to ask you, you just need to answer honestly." ”
"Q...... Ask what?"
"First question—"
The man with the scar didn't finish a word, and suddenly a cold cry came from behind: "What do you want to ask, I'll answer it for him!"
As soon as the scarred man turned around, he saw an iron tower-like body standing outside the firewood room, blocking the door of the room.
The scarred man squinted at him, nodded slowly, and said, "Manager Jia, are you willing to answer for him?"
Jia Ying crossed his hands angrily and said in an urn voice: "I'll answer for him with my fist!"
The scar man sighed: "I'm only worried about Boss Zhou of the coffin shop, with such a big figure as Your Excellency, I don't know what to do with his business?"
"So it's up to you to patronize him!" With a deep snort, Jia Ying's burly body stepped out of six feet, suddenly past Sun Buren, and his huge fist slammed towards the door of the scarred man with a whirring wind.
His colossal body exerted an unexpected agility, and the man with the scar only had time to lean back, raised his right hand, and took the punch hard, and then the whole person was beaten back three steps in a row, and a muffled snort came out of his throat.
Jia Ying snorted, continued to bully, and threw another punch.
The man with the scar flashed, and his shot was like lightning, counterattacking Jia Ying's right wrist joint.
Jia Ying sneered, twisted his whole body, and turned his entire arm into an iron pillar. As long as his flesh and blood touched his arm, he could shatter the other party's bones.
The man with the scar saw his strength, his fingers were like snake letters, he shrank slightly, did not fight with him, but gave full play to the advantages of his birth method, his body flickered, and he brushed against Jia Ying's tower-like body, and rushed out of the door without touching the ground.
More than a dozen men playing cards outside shouted and screamed, but no one could touch the corners of his clothes.
Only Jia Ying, who seemed huge and clumsy, chased after him alone, and the sound of wind and thunder brewed in his right fist, which was about to kill this uninvited guest!
The two chased and fled, and the distance of more than 20 steps passed in an instant.
The man with the scar felt the whistling sound behind him, and shouted in shock: "Third child, the idea is piercing, come and help!"
Gong Yunchong, who was hiding behind a tree and watching the battle, was stunned at first, and then secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good. The direction of the scarred man's escape is clearly aimed at her!
She just wanted to hide a little deeper, but at this moment, the scarred man suddenly increased his speed, and he ran past her side inadvertently, followed by Jia Yingruo's heavy punch like Mount Tai-
Gong Yun's sleeves couldn't hide, so he helplessly flicked his right hand, shot a chain from his sleeve, and wrapped Jia Ying's pumpkin-sized fist as he retreated.
Jia Ying pushed her violently and ran seven or eight steps, crashing into countless plants and trees all the way, and finally exhausted her strength, giving Gong Yunsleeve a chance to breathe.
Gong Yunsleeve didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard a cold voice from behind: "Manager Jia, I'm here to help you!"
The evil and domineering tone is a song and a lie!
Gong Yunsleeve's heart sank, and she realized that she had fallen into an elaborate trap.