Inside the gaming hall.

With a bang, the fat man flew out sideways and slammed into the ground.

He raised his head with bared teeth, clutched his chest in severe pain, gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stood up, a pair of angry eyes glaring.

"What do you want!"

On the opposite side, a dozen people stood around him.

It was the members of the Three Sects Alliance headed by Zuo Tang and Hong Tian.

In addition, there are also the masters of those sects, standing quietly on the outside, staring at the fat man with a sneer, looking lively.

"Sabir, your time of death has come. ”

Zuo Tang immediately snorted coldly, and then raised his hand for a while, "Kill him!"

Whoosh ......

One by one, the figure slashed, and the fat man was drowned in just an instant.

"Bang bang...... Bang!"

In the crowd, the fat man was like a flat boat on the waves, rushing left and right.

He first shook the three of them, and his fists and feet collided with each other with a muffled sound, and then he didn't notice any of them, and was kicked on the stomach, and he retreated.

More than a dozen masters of the Three Sects Alliance followed instantly, not giving him a chance to breathe at all, and his fists and feet were like a torrential rain, and dozens of sounds sounded in a row.

"Bang!"

The fat man is like a kite with a broken string, flying sideways in the air.

At this time, his body was covered with footprints, and his face was even more blue and swollen.

But the fat man still stubbornly guarded the handbag on his shoulder, and before he came, Xia repeatedly told him that even if he lost his life, he couldn't leave this bag.

Even if he knew that it was just some cash, he didn't dare to disobey Summer's orders.

"Hehe, even if I die, you all have to bury me together!"

The fat man's face was hideous, his eyes burst out fiercely, and his eyebrows were cold to more than a dozen people.

In the face of so many masters, it would be false to say that you are not afraid.

But he has also experienced several dangers, and he also knows deeply that if he does not show up in summer, he will not be able to escape.

For today's plan, there is only hard work and delay time.

When he left just now, he had no intention of having fun, and he had been cautious.

But he didn't expect that not long after the summer left, these people broke in.

"Do you think you'll be alive that summer?

Zuo Tang's face was cold, and he pressed forward step by step.

Hong Tian also immediately drank coldly, "Sabir, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, he can't save you, and as for that summer, he will soon follow in your footsteps." on!"

More than a dozen sturdy figures shot like cannonballs, and in an instant, the roars and collisions crackled endlessly, and they did not stop for a second.

The scene was instantly chaotic.

"The fat man is even dead and pulls a few pads, ah...... Kill!"

From the crowd came the howl of the fat man like a dead beast.

Although he is a god-level, under such an attack, it is difficult to resist no matter what.

"Die!"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

In the chaos, Zuo Tang stepped forward, as fast as lightning, slapped the fat man's head with one palm, clenched his fist with the other, and suddenly blasted out of the air with a punch.

The fat man was already seriously injured, and he let out a roar in his mouth, ready to break the net with a fish.

However......

At this moment of life and death, the fat man only felt a flower in front of him, and then saw a person standing in front of him.

"Big ...... My lord!"

Seeing the person, the fat man didn't know what kind of mood he was, his voice trembled hoarsely, as if crying instead of crying, as if laughing instead of laughing.

Zuo Tang, who rushed from the opposite side, also recognized Summer, and was shocked in his heart, but it was too late to retreat, and he immediately turned ruthless and continued to attack.

Summer turned sideways and moved forward, and her figure flashed a few times as if it were teleporting.

"Smack!"

It's like a discus slapping on dead pork, more like popping a balloon, and the sound is particularly crispy.

Before everyone could see it clearly, the sudden appearance of Summer had already slapped Zuo Tang in the face.

This slap was fast and ruthless, and the momentum sank, and Zuo Tang's entire face was instantly deformed and distorted.

His body was leaning back, and the blood in his mouth was thrown out in a severe blow to the head, along with a few broken teeth.

It's not over.

Summer kicked the ground under his feet, like a high-speed locomotive, and slammed his violent volley knee into Zuotang's waist and abdomen, and there were several consecutive fractures.

Before he fell to the ground, Zuo Tang felt a chill in his neck, and he was already grabbed by Summer, and then raised one arm in the air.

Zuo Tang's face was blue from suffocation, and his hands and feet kicked wildly.

It all happened so fast.

It wasn't until Zuo Tang was held up in the air like a hanged man in the summer that more than a dozen masters of the three churches around him could react.

All of them subconsciously stopped, stopped suddenly, and looked at them in shock.

Those masters of the sect who watched the excitement outside the field also looked extremely solemn.

They had already heard from their disciples that this person was unscrupulous, ruthless, and powerful.

Although he was prepared, he was still expected to be so strong that the other party was so strong.

You know, although the attention is all here, but after all, he is a master, but he didn't even see how Summer broke in.

They also knew that the left hall of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Three Sects Alliance also had god-level combat power.

But now he had no power to resist, and in the blink of an eye he was a lamb to the slaughter.

"You ......"

Zuo Tang's hands and feet were struggling desperately, his brain was congested and turned into pig's liver-colored cheeks, and his breathing was already suffocating.

At this moment, he felt death coming.

Especially in close contact, he could clearly feel the piercing killing intent transmitted from the other party's body.

The threat of death made him burst into the instinct to survive, and he shouted with difficulty, almost hoarse, "You, you can't kill me, I, I'm ......"

"You're a piece of!"

Summer Sen Ran drank coldly, let go of his hand, let go of his neck, and then punched him into the air.

"Bang!"

A punch slammed into Zuotang's chest.

The sound is not high, and it is not heavy to listen to.

Zuo Tang did not scream, let alone be sent flying.

He just stared at the two eyeballs and fell limply to the ground.

Although everyone present is not a super master, they all have considerable eyesight.

Just by sweeping it away, you can see whether this person is dead or alive.

was returned by Summer with the same palm and punch, and died violently on the spot!

Inside, there was a deathly silence.

Zuo Tang, the hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Three Sects Alliance, died in this way.

Summer clapped her hands, as if she had done something very casual.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled, but it was by no means a smile, and the coldness in his eyes made people palpitate.

The fat man was still in a daze.

It's really that everything that happened just now was too fast and too sudden, and Summer was like a killing god who fell from the sky, killing Zuo Tang with one hand, making him unable to return to his senses for a long time.

"Who's coming?" said Summer, gazing at the crowd.

No one responded.

Hong Tian's face was even pale, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Huh. ”

Summer suddenly smiled, and then said, "Since your Three Sects Alliance is so interested in fat people, you might as well have a play." ”

Well?

A handful?

What do you mean.

Da-da-da-da.

In the summer, everyone in the Three Sects Alliance couldn't help but retreat, and subconsciously dodged a path.

Soon, he walked to a gambling table and picked up a brand new deck of playing cards, "I heard that the ancient martial arts sect will play fried golden flowers, whoever bets with me, the bet is the fat man, if you win, the fat man will belong to your three sects." ”

Still no one responded.

A lot of people still can't react, or rather...... They don't have the jumping mentality of summer.

The person who killed them a second ago is now smiling and wanting to gamble with them, but at this moment, a cold voice came, "I'll bet with you." ”