Chapter Thirty-Seven: Spike!

"These three people are now members of our underworld, you can get out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Tie Niu also looked at the three people below and said very simply.

"How is that possible?" the fat-headed and big-eared monk moved forward as well, leaning in and saying, "They were hunting on our mountain last night, and how did they become members of someone else's gang today?"

"That's it, what about even the people of your gang? I've heard a long time ago that you're a reckless man who doesn't even have a sea of gods, pretending to be a big head. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk also rushed to stand up, and said with a sinister smile.

Tie Niu was really not angry, and said unhurriedly: "I said, the three of them are now members of my underworld, what do you want?"

"Underworld? hahahaha. The white-faced hook-nosed monk in the middle laughed coldly, "What kind of underworld, in my eyes, this is a group of people called Hanako." ”

"Hahahaha, it's called Hanako, the third brother is right, this is originally a group of people called Hanako, and they insist on saying that they are like some big gang. "The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk is very welcoming and easy-going.

"Third brother, you see what kind of magic weapons they seem to be holding below, they seem to be really powerful, or let's go back and report to Master Ji before making a decision. At this time, the fat-headed and big-eared monk on the left came up and persuaded him.

"You fat pig, it's really useless, so cowardly. These people are ordinary mortals, even if they have magic weapons, they can only take them to the south of the city to play acrobatics and beg for food, not to mention that these things have no aura at all, I think they are all fakes. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk said mockingly.

"Really?" Iron Bull said coldly as he looked at the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk Furui Wubo.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a thin volley of lightning in the air slashing at the top of the head of the sharp-beaked monkey-gilled monk, without any defense, the sharp-beaked monkey-gills monk instantly turned into a charred monkey, his face was all black, his head was burnt, and he could only see a pair of eyeballs still staring at the front, and the clothes on his body were torn with many holes.

After two or three breaths, he fell headfirst from the flying sword and died.

Then, this flying sword also fell without the imperial envoy of Zhenyuan, and the sword body was straight into his chest.

Spike!

Even the second kill that didn't know who made the shot, the other two monks were also stunned in the air in an instant, unable to say anything.

What's going on?With such a casting speed, such a power, there is no chance to even block it, who did it?All the faces of the people showed a look of horror, and the Iron Bull still stood motionless in front of the window as before, looking at the remaining two monks.

"How about it? can we talk about it now?" Iron Bull asked coldly, still with an unchanged face.

"You dare to kill our monks of the Black Eagle Gate, the Black Eagle Gate will not let you go, a group of hillbillies dare to oppose our Black Eagle Gate, you wait. At this time, the white-faced eagle-hooked nose monk was also frightened, his body trembling unconsciously, and he cursed viciously in his mouth.

"Pig Mao, you watch first, I'll go and inform Master Ji. Seeing that a companion was killed in an instant, the white-faced hook-nosed monk flashed slightly, and he said this to the fat-headed and big-eared monk next to him before turning away.

"Did I tell you to go?" said Tie Niu coldly and motionlessly at this time.

The white-faced eagle-hook-nosed monk also shook his heart when he heard this, and the flying sword was about to be unstable, and it swayed in the air.

Without warning, another thin bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, slashing at the head of the white-faced hook-nosed monk, and fell like the monk with the cheeks of the sharp-beaked monkey who had just died, dead.

It's also a spike!

The rest of the fat-headed and big-eared monk was so frightened that he dared to come out at this time, trembling in the air, the fat all over his body trembled, and beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

At this time, he had no intention of resisting in his heart, all this happened too suddenly and too quickly.

"What about you? I just told you to get out, why don't you run away now?" Tie Niu still didn't move, holding the window edge with both hands, and looked coldly at the remaining fat-headed, big-eared monk.

The fat-headed and big-eared monk lowered his head and face was as white as paper, and was about to say something to answer, but he raised his head and glanced up with his peripheral vision, but he didn't dare to make a sound at every turn, for fear that a bald brother in front of him would not be happy, and there was also a lightning bolt above his head to finish playing Luo.

"Don't you go, then let me come down. Iron Bull said and glared at the fat-headed, big-eared monk again.

How dare the fat-headed and big-eared monk talk nonsense, and the flying sword sank down and fell.

"A group called Hanako?"

"Hillbilly?"

"Let you look down on the underworld, let you say. ”

Several younger brothers rushed up, all of them were punches and kicks, and only a non-stop scream could be heard in the crowd, at this time, this kind of play was really like a country called Hanako, but the fat-headed and big-eared monk didn't dare to fight back.

"Come on, come on, let go, don't fight yet. Ni Suanqiu pulled up the fat-headed, big-eared monk who had already beaten him not much like a pig's head from the crowd, and asked the monk softly, "Do you want to eat noodles?"

The fat-headed, big-eared monk had blue and purple on his head, and his eyes had been beaten into flesh, and there was only one slit left. Seeing that he was no longer beaten, some people asked him if he ate noodles? His head was even more difficult, and he begged for mercy when he opened his mouth: "I really didn't say it, I just followed them." ”

"It's not good to hit someone, if you have something to say, it's good to say. Don't be afraid, come first to eat a bowl of noodles, let's talk slowly, talk well. ”

Ni Suanqiu's tone was very slow, and he said in a very soft voice, and he stretched out his hand and pulled the fat-headed and big-eared monk up with one hand.

After the fat-headed and big-eared monk got up, he looked around with his head in disbelief, and followed Ni Suanqiu into the noodle restaurant as if he had found a savior.