Wu Song, who was hiding in the shadows, was so angry when he heard Zhao Yong's words!

What the hell, this dead old man, what is it hard to say, you have to talk about the turtle and the king? Isn't this a curse for him to be a cuckold?

There are many women around him, but every one of them is regarded as a treasure, not to mention making out with other men, even if a man touches a finger of them, he will not bear it, this old bastard is forcing himself to do something to him.

Zhao Yong didn't know that he had inadvertently offended a person he couldn't afford to mess with, so he drove his men to sleep and got into the tent himself.

After a maximum of twenty minutes, a terrible scream rang out again.

"Hell!"

Zhao Yong, who had been prepared, did not hesitate at all, he immediately rushed out of the tent and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

Not far from him, one of his men lay on the ground, being dragged into the darkness by something, and the man howled and desperately tried to hold on to something.

"Help, help!"

Zhao Yong let out a loud shout, hooked a stone on the ground with his toes and kicked into the darkness, and then slammed his fist behind the subordinate.

As the leader of a gang, as he grew older, Zhao Yong hadn't fought anyone else for a long time.

Ordinary people don't dare to mess with him, and those who have the ability can't mess with him.

However, his kung fu did not stop, twice a day in the morning and evening, for an hour each time, for boxing and practice.

At that time, he learned foreign kung fu in the first five years, and the monks taught him the mental method in the second two years, which can be said to be both internal and external.

His shout was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and his body was like a bolt of lightning, with a thunderous momentum!

It's just that the stones he kicked and the punches he threw out were like mud cows into the sea, and there was no movement at all.

Behind that subordinate, it was empty, whether it was a human figure or a ghost, not even Mao could be seen.

Zhao Yong stood there stunned, and for a moment, he felt that he was much older.

If he was to believe that it was a ghost who was causing trouble in their camp, then he might as well be killed!

He has lived for most of his life, and he has seen a lot of ups and downs, and he wants to pretend to be a ghost and scare him with tricks to scare children, but he can't help but look down on him too much.

Therefore, his judgment is the same as that of Da Shao, the so-called "ghost" is just a kung fu master dressed up.

As long as it is a person, no matter how high his kung fu is, he Zhao Yong has the confidence to deal with him.

He did have that kind of faith!

After seven years of hard practice in the temple, he became the boss of a gang after going down the mountain, in order to expand his territory, in the following decades, he was fighting all the time, it can really be described as a small fight, two or four six fights, when it comes to actual combat experience, it is not that he blows, even if the skills are deeper than him, he is not rich.

While fighting bravely, he also had to deal with various conspiracies and tricks of his opponents and even his own people, but for so many years, he has come over without danger, and his enemies have been trampled under his feet one by one.

Strong enough, rich combat experience, and countless intrigues and tricks, this is why he Zhao Yong has the confidence to fight any opponent!

The speed at which he rushed over and the punch he punched just now seemed simple and ordinary, but in fact, he had condensed what he had learned in his life, and he believed that as long as it was a human, he would have to make a mess of him no matter what, even if it was a ghost, this punch would have to make it dissipate.

But he never imagined that there was nothing behind that subordinate.

Hearing the movement, the Bitter Joy Gang who got out of the tent again stood aside, silently not speaking, the scene in front of them was really weird.

They all knew very well that the old gang leader's shout was a signature action that he would only have when he used all his strength, and they hadn't heard him shout like this for a long time.

The old gang leader has done his best, but nothing has been gained.

Da Shao stepped forward, hesitated, and asked, "Dad, ......are you okay?"

Zhao Yong shook his head.

Da Shao coughed, pointed to the subordinate who had already gotten up from the ground and asked, "Tell me what the hell is going on!"

"I, I was lying in the tent, I hadn't fallen asleep yet, and suddenly someone, no, something grabbed my feet and dragged me out. ”

This subordinate still had lingering palpitations when he thought of the scene just now: "I struggled in a hurry, but the power of that thing was too great, and I couldn't get rid of it at all, and I saw that it was going to take me away, so I, I screamed." ”

"Do you see what is dragging you?" asked Zhao Yong.

The subordinate glanced at him timidly: "Helper, I, I don't see anything......"

Everyone gasped.

At this moment, one of his subordinates shouted at Hu Er, who was standing beside him.

"Hey, Hu Er, when is this, you kid still has the heart to joke!"

"Hey!" Hu Er glared at him: "You also know that the time is wrong, who is kidding you!"

"You're not kidding, why are you touching my neck?"

Hu Er raised his hands, and the man could see clearly, he was holding a dagger in his left hand and a small Buddha statue in his right hand, how could he still have a hand to touch his neck?

The man's body began to tremble: "You, you see, me, behind me, there is, what ......"

As soon as Hu Er turned around, the terrifying black shadow from last night was standing an arm's length behind them, its arms outstretched, as if it was about to attack them.

"Buddha protects ......" Hu Er's words were not finished, and his body fell limply.

His heartstrings had been tense ever since the shadow had begun to harass their camp, and the terrible image of the shadow had lingered in his mind from the night before, and now that he saw it standing behind him, his mind shattered.

Hu Er's body hadn't fallen to the ground yet, Zhao Yong had already pounced on him, and this time, he finally saw a black shadow.

Messy, flowing long hair, wide clothes that couldn't even blow the wind, and the body hovered lightly in the air.

Zhao Yong forced himself to calm down and asked loudly, "Who are you, why are you pretending to be a ghost and come to harass us!"

The shadow didn't speak, and it couldn't even see a little movement in the darkness, but it "floated" backwards.

I have to say that Zhao Yong is indeed a ruthless character, although he has not yet judged the origin of the black shadow in front of him, but since he has seen it, he will definitely not let it go easily.

"Want to run?"

Then he pulled his leg and chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the dark wilderness.

In the camp, Da Shao and the remaining few people looked at each other, not knowing what the consequences of Zhao Yong's chase would be.

Everyone had the heart to help, but their kung fu was far inferior to that of the helper, and they were powerless, but everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, they don't have to worry about the dark shadow appearing anymore for now.

Taking advantage of this time, several people woke up Hu Er.

As soon as Hu Eryi opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him clearly, he grabbed Da Shao's hand and cried and begged.

"Da Shao, please, let me go, let me get out of here!"

The others were silent, but they all gathered around Hu Er, supporting him with actions.

Dashao hesitated.

He also wants to leave, he doesn't want to stay in this ghost place for a minute!

However, if you leave now, it will be tantamount to escaping, which must be dealt with in accordance with the gang rules!

"Let's wait until my dad comes back!"

Da Shao comforted Hu Er, after all, he was a subordinate who had followed him for many years, and he was a little timid, but he was loyal to himself.

With a "dang chang", Hu Er threw the dagger in his hand to Da Shao's feet.

"Da Shao, you kill me, you kill me! I'd rather die than suffer like this again!"

"You're crazy!" Dashao kicked the dagger away.

Hu Er fell to the ground crying.

When the others saw it, they all felt sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was sad, and they looked at Da Shao blankly.

"Ignition!" commanded the young man, he felt that he should do something, and he couldn't always be so stupid and do nothing.

It wasn't that he was bold, it was that he had a preconceived notion of the dark shadow, and he always thought it was a person, though he wasn't sure if it was now.

The reason why he would break his original opinion was because what had just happened proved that with his father's skills, he couldn't even touch the edge of the dark shadow, which made him doubt his original judgment.

A campfire burned, the light of the fire bringing warmth and counteracting the fear that the darkness had brought to them.

Just when Da Shao and a few people were sitting around the bonfire, just feeling a little calmer, there was a "whew", the flame suddenly went out, and through the dim light from the ashes, everyone found at the same time, I don't know when, the black shadow appeared next to them again.

The first to collapse was Hu Er, he screamed, ran away, just ran a few steps, he tripped over the stones on the ground and fell to the ground, he didn't get up, just lay on the ground, used his hands and feet together, and crawled into the darkness.

"I'm fighting with you!" shouted a man, who brandished a wooden stick and struck the black shadow in the head.

The shadow flew lightly, and then a bone was stuffed into the man's mouth.

These people are extremely vicious, they have been driven to a desperate situation, they are not willing to sit still, and the ferocity in their bodies explodes.

A man rushed to the shadow from behind, trying to hold it.

In front of him, the black shadow disappeared from front of him, and he hugged an empty one, staggering and falling to the ground.

When the black shadow first appeared, Da Shao hid behind everyone, and he could see very clearly that this black shadow was definitely not a person!

No one can do that!

It's no wonder that he thinks like this, there are only a handful of masters who have stepped into the divine realm with one foot in the Longhua Kingdom, a population of more than a billion, and there are only a handful of masters who have stepped into the divine realm with one foot, how can he have the opportunity to meet it? Even if he does, with his eyesight and knowledge, how can he tell the difference?

Taking advantage of the eagerness of someone in front of him, he quietly pulled a mustache that was standing stupidly, and then the two of them secretly stepped back.

With a "bang", Da Shao kicked a stone.

The sound alarmed the others, and they turned their heads to see that the little fighting spirit they had gathered was instantly gone, and they howled and ran away with the big boy.