Rotten drunk?"

The army stared at him, and his heart was on fire.

He made it like this because of this decrepit boy.

The gate had a dark face, and his footsteps did not stop, staring coldly at the army.

It's this guy who made him hurt in front of his juniors, and he's still the annoying junior of the praying mantis.

What a great disgrace!

This man must die!

The army staggered to his feet, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the sword that was stuck in front of him.

The ten gunmen around him raised their guns one after another, aiming at his chest and abdomen, and the bright flashlights pointed directly at his face, illuminating him so that he could not open his eyes.

With a snap of their fingers, the mantis watched them quietly, and the gunners lowered their muzzles and flashlights in unison, leaving only a bright area between the army and the gate.

The army looked around, gritted its teeth, raised its sword, and rushed towards the gate.

Holding the sword in both hands, he stood in front of him, and the gate stared directly at the rushing army, motionless.

Rushing closer, the army swung its sword and slashed down on the head.

The gate suddenly turned from static to stillness, and when he took a step forward, the sword of the army was blocked by a simple turn, and the blade of the gate went straight down his blade and slashed at his neck.

If he is slashed by this knife, his head will inevitably fall to the ground.

However, the knife at the gate did not cut down, for a hand grasped the hilt of his sword.

The pupils shrank, and a white palm appeared in the middle of the door to the hilt, holding his knife steadily, and the blade instantly stopped on the shoulders of the army, and the blade cut through his skin, but because the wound was too thin, the blood could only slowly seep out, and only a few drops of blood oozed from the wound.

The gate looked to the right along the palm of his hand, and he was horrified.

He knew how powerful his sword was, and the person who came actually used only one hand to block his knife momentum, which showed that there was a huge gap in the strength of the two sides.

What's more, he didn't even notice when the owner of the palm approached him!

To his right, a man with long hair on the back of his head looked at him proudly, as if he were looking at a humble ant.

Whew!

The gunmen who found that there was one more person raised their guns one after another, and the bright flashlights were all aimed at the man's face, illuminating the forest white.

The pupils contracted into two narrow slits, and Tu Beihuan looked around coldly, his expression unchanged, obviously not taking these people in his eyes.

Seeing that things were big and didn't dare to speak again, he shrank his head and moved a little under his feet, wanting to slip away.

Suddenly, a big hand pressed on his shoulder, and he trembled drunkly, and almost sat on the ground.

The praying mantis grabbed Rotten Drunken Kun's shoulder, pushed him aside, carried the big sword, took two steps forward, and asked Tu Beihuan coldly, "Who are you?"

Tu Beihuan was a little shorter than him, but he raised his head arrogantly, looked down at him, and sneered: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is him." ”

He glanced at the army that staggered to his feet with the wound on his left hand, and rushed to the gate beside him and asked, "He is my man, you want to kill him?"

The door twitched his cheeks, and he had been secretly trying to snatch the knife while Tu Beihuan was talking.

But Tu Beihuan firmly grasped the knife with only one hand, and no matter how he pulled it, the blade of the knife did not move at all.

Exhaling lightly, he relaxed his strength, and just wanted to speak, but heard the praying mantis behind him speak again: "Answer my question." ”

A sucker!

The gate almost cursed, couldn't that guy see that there was something wrong with this person?

The praying mantis stared at Tu Beihuan and took another step forward.

His eyes were no longer indifferent, reflecting a bright light, full of surging battle intent.

"Interesting. ”

Tu Beihuan looked at him with a smile, raised his eyes to look at the broad leaves above his head, and shouted lazily: "The two above should also come down!"

The right hand of the praying mantis holding the scabbard tightened, and he actually discovered the stealth of forbearance?

You must know that Seven and Thirteen went ashore hiding on the side of the speedboat, and even the drunken Kun who drove the boat didn't find out what they were hiding, and they were actually seen through by this man at a glance.

Could it be that he is the reason why the head of the family summoned them to Xianggang?

The two forbears did not show up, but the confrontation between the two sides became more and more tense.

The door was in a hurry, and suddenly let go of his hand, took two steps back, and distanced himself from Tu Beihuan.

This man is obviously very difficult to entangle, even if they are surrounded and killed together, I am afraid that they will have to pay a very heavy price.

The boss's orders are their number one priority, and there is no need to make a fuss here.

He chose to show weakness.

"You can take him away. ”

The gate stared at Tu Beihuan.

"Of course I'll take him away. ”

Tu Beihuan shook the knife horizontally, slowly brushed the blade of the knife with two fingers, and asked slowly: "But how do you count the matter of hurting him?"

When the praying mantis heard this, he stepped out.

The gate raised his hand and glared back at him.

Glaring at him, the mantis snorted and retracted its steps.

Looking at Tu Beihuan again, the gate said seriously: "You take him away, tonight's incident will be as if it never happened." ”

"You're telling me about the conditions?

Tu Beihuan sneered, stared at him and narrowed his eyes: "You cut off two fingers under my hand, I want you to have one hand, do you come or do I come?"

The gate took a deep breath and said solemnly, "You are provoking a samurai!"

"Samurai?"

Tu Beihuan shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Aren't they all ants?"

The door closed and the atmosphere was tense again.

"It seems that you don't want to, so I'll have to do it myself. ”

Tu Beihuan wiped the blade of the knife and blew away a drop of blood in the blood groove, and suddenly, he saw the pattern on the gauntlet of the blade, and sighed.

Then, he carefully examined the thin rope pattern of the handle of the woven knife, looked at the door and asked, "Are you from the Jiuju faction?"

Seeing him call out his name, the gate was stunned, but he still nodded and admitted: "Yes." ”

"I thought it was a little cub of Shintoism, but it turned out to be my own ......"

Tu Beihuan muttered in a small voice, his eyes flickering.

He glanced at the praying mantis that was staring at him, pointed to the rotten drunken kun who was hiding on the side and said, "Give him to me, and I will let you go." ”

Seeing him pointing in his direction, he couldn't help but be stunned, looked left and right, and found that there was no one beside him, and his eyes suddenly widened.

The gate looked at him, although he still needed this snake head to pick up the rest of the people on the big ship, but in this case, it was not unacceptable to hand him over.

"Bring him here. ”

He commanded, and the two gunmen stepped forward, lifted the panicked drunken kun's arms, and carried him to him.

"He's yours. ”

The door was pushed, and the drunken Kun staggered two steps, almost hitting his head on the blade in Tu Beihuan's hand.

Swallowing his saliva nervously, he laughed and said, "Big guy, I haven't seen it before, it's a bit of a noodle, what's the matter with your little brother?"

"A few questions for you. ”

Tu Beihuan put the knife on his shoulder, and the drunken Kun was so frightened that half of his body was weak, and hurriedly told L: "Big brother, if you have something to say, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a child who is a few months old!"

"Shut up. ”

Tu Beihuan resisted him, came to the side, and asked in a low voice, "You know all the ghosts from Shiao, right?"

"Know some. ”

Rotten Drunken Kun nodded with a bitter face: "I listen to others." ”

"Let me ask you, has there been a corpse of a child in the waterway here lately?"

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