Looking at Yan Zhendong who was blocking him, Bai Zhu's brows furrowed: "Master Yan, I respect you as a man, get out of the way, I don't want to be your enemy." ”

Yan Zhendong was just silent.

"Master Yan, do you know who you are protecting?"

Seeing that the figure of the leader of the Shahe Gang was getting farther and farther away, Bai Zhu said in a fierce voice: "He is the leader of the Shahe Gang, just now, he colluded with foreigners to sell our compatriots to the United States to work as coolies, are you sure you want to protect this traitor!"

Hearing Baizhu's words, Yan Zhendong's eyes flashed with pain, and he said astringently: "Master Liang, I only know now that he promised to help me open a martial arts gym, I want to live!"

"You!"

Seeing that Yan Zhendong was even willing to take refuge as a traitor in order to open a martial arts hall, Baizhu was angry and hateful.

"Master Liang, if you want to chase the helper, let's cross over my body first!"

Yan Zhendong took a pose and waited for it.

Glancing at the leader of the Shahe Gang who was running farther and farther away with his thirteenth aunt on his back, Bai Zhu knew that this battle was inevitable.

However, he also knew that he didn't have time to fight with Yan Zhendong, so he reached out and touched the revolver in his arms.

Just as the palm of his hand touched the handle of the gun, Baizhu suddenly paused again.

He thought of a problem - once he fired, the leader of the Shahe Gang would hear the gunshots, and if he knew that he had a gun in his hand, he would probably choose to directly harm Aunt Thirteen and then run away.

"No, I can't startle a snake. ”

Thinking of this, Baizhu put down the pistol again.

Yan Zhendong didn't know what Baizhu was doing, but he knew that he was not Baizhu's opponent, and the order of the leader of the Shahe Gang was only for him to delay Baizhu, so he was happy not to move.

"Well, Master Yan, since you choose to work for such a traitor to seek glory, then, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Baizhu stared at Yan Zhendong and said in a deep voice.

"The Tao is different, Master Liang doesn't need to say much!"

Hearing Baizhu's words, Yan Zhendong was ashamed and ashamed, and in anger, regardless of the difference in strength between himself and Baizhu, he quickly attacked Baizhu.

"Alas. ”

Baizhu sighed lightly, and when Yan Zhendong approached him, his right hand suddenly flipped over, and the magic weapon flying sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

Although this is a bit unfair, in order not to chase down the leader of the Shahe Gang, Baizhu can only do this.

"Huh?"

Seeing the sword that suddenly appeared in Baizhu's hand, a trace of surprise flashed in Yan Zhendong's eyes, and he didn't know how this sword appeared.

However, he was just stunned, and he didn't care that Baizhu had more of this weapon.

Because his iron cloth shirt kung fu has been cultivated to the point of invulnerability, the sword is not yet in his eyes.

"Look at my Eagle Claw Skills!"

Yan Zhendong burst into a shout, flipped his palms, did not avoid it, and slapped the sword in Baizhu's hand with the sound of hunting wind!

"Want to grab the blade empty-handed?"

Seeing Yan Zhendong's self-defeating movements, Bai Zhu sneered, "Since that's the case, let you see how powerful the magic weapon flying sword is!"

Baizhu hurriedly chased after the thirteenth aunt, his eyes were cold, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Yan Zhendong's hands without hesitation.

Burst!

As the flying sword slashed across Yan Zhendong's palms, a slight sound sounded in Baizhu's ears.

Looking at Yan Zhendong's hands again, all the fingers except the thumb have been cut off.

"How is that possible?"

Looking at the fingers that suddenly disappeared, Yan Zhendong was shocked.

Since he had been trained in the Iron Cloth Shirt, his body had almost never been injured by any sharp weapon, except for covering the door.

"What's going on?"

Looking at his blood-drenched hands, Yan Zhendong didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Baizhu would not let go of this opportunity, and the sword in his hand swung lightly on Yan Zhendong's neck.

Poof!

The magic weapon flying sword was so sharp, Yan Zhendong didn't even have time to react, and a head was cut off.

Glancing at Yan Zhendong's corpse, Baizhu did not stop at all, put away his flying sword and chased down the route of the Shahe gang leader's escape.

……

"Whew, I'm tired of Lao Tzu!"

I don't know how long I ran, but the leader of the Shahe Gang finally couldn't run, put down the unconscious thirteenth aunt, and leaned against a big tree and gasped.

"I don't know if Yan Zhendong stopped Liang Kuan. ”

He glanced back at the road he had come, and was slightly relieved to find that Liang Kuan had not followed.

"If I knew that Yan Zhendong was not Liang Kuan's opponent, I should have stayed on the ship!"

The leader of the Shahe Gang secretly regretted it in his heart.

After he tricked those Chinese workers into the ship in the morning, he thought that he would be able to follow Jishan to the United States to have a good time, and remembered the beauty of the thirteenth aunt he had seen, and he was very lustful and wanted to take the thirteenth aunt on the ship.

So, he took Yan Zhendong to Baozhilin alone.

After coming to Baozhilin, he happened to learn that Baizhu was not there, and there was only a fat man like Lin Shirong to take care of the house, and he thought that God was helping him, so he immediately ordered Yan Zhendong to knock down Lin Shirong and others, and kidnapped the thirteenth aunt.

But he never expected that Baizhu would come back so quickly, and the most important thing was that Yan Zhendong was not the opponent of Liang Kuan, who had only followed Huang Feihong to practice martial arts for two months.

"!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry the leader of the Sand River Gang became, and he hated to kick the dirt on the ground.

"Hmmm......"

At this moment, he suddenly heard the thirteenth aunt on the ground let out a sigh.

"What the hell!"

Looking at Aunt Thirteen's lazy appearance as if she was awake, the leader of the Shahe Gang suddenly became lustful again, and he was ruthless in his heart: "Even if Lao Tzu can't escape today, he must be refreshed first!"

After thinking about it, he leaned on top of the delicate body of the thirteenth aunt.

"Ah, what are you going to do!"

As soon as Aunt Thirteen woke up, she felt that she was pressed under her by a man with a foul mouth, and she subconsciously screamed.

"Shut up, slut!"

The leader of the Shahe Gang was afraid that Aunt Thirteen's voice would attract Baizhu, so he slapped Aunt Thirteen in the face.

However, Aunt Thirteen knew that even if she shut up, she would be insulted by him, so she still kept shouting.

"Grass, you!"

The leader of the Shahe Gang was furious, and in a hurry, he didn't care about letting Aunt Thirteen shut up, so he directly started pulling her clothes.

Shhh

As the clothes shattered, a large area of Aunt Thirteen's snow-white skin was exposed to the air.

"Don't!

The thirteenth aunt was shocked, and her body writhed more and more frantically to stop his violation.

Looking at Aunt Thirteen's delicate skin exposed to the air and deceiving Frost Saixue, the beastly nature in the heart of the leader of the Shahe Gang was completely stimulated, and he let out a low roar, his eyes were red and he tore at the remaining clothes on Aunt Thirteen.

"Don't, Liang Kuan, come and save me!"

Holding the clothes tightly on her body with her hands, Aunt Thirteen cried out with tears streaming down her face.

However, how could her strength rival the leader of the Sand River Gang?

As the leader of the Shahe Gang continued to pull, she could only watch as the clothes on her body became less and less.

"Am I going to be insulted by this beast today?"

Aunt Thirteen became more and more desperate, and her eyes were dead.

Just as she closed her eyes, ready to commit suicide to preserve her virginity, she suddenly heard a gunshot in the distance.

Then, she felt the leader of the Sand River Gang riding on her body suddenly move still, and then he tilted his body and fell to one side.

Immediately after, a voice that she had prayed for many times just now came from a distance: "Shaoyun, Shaoyun, are you okay?"

The thirteenth aunt sat up in surprise, and saw the figure of Baizhu galloping towards her.

"Liang Kuan!"

Seeing Baizhu, Aunt Thirteen's tears couldn't be stopped any longer, and she threw herself into Baizhu's arms and cried.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's me late. ”

Bai Zhu hugged Aunt Thirteen's trembling body tightly and couldn't stop comforting, secretly hating himself for not thinking of arranging Aunt Thirteen to a safe place first.

It took a long time for the thirteenth aunt to finally regain her composure.

"Ah, my clothes. ”

Looking at her snow-white skin exposed to the air, Aunt Thirteen was ashamed.

Baizhu hurriedly took off his coat and draped it over Aunt Thirteen.

Feeling the body temperature of Baizhu coming from her coat, Aunt Thirteen only felt that she had never been so safe.

"Liang Kuan, why did you come back, didn't you say that you were going to rescue those Chinese workers who were imprisoned by the Americans?"

Aunt Thirteen asked.

"I've got them out. ”

Baizhu said: "This matter is a long story, let's go back to Baozhilin first, and I'll tell you on the way." ”

"Hmm. ”

Aunt Thirteen nodded slightly, but as soon as she took a step, she felt a weakness under her feet, and her body fell to the side.

"Be careful!"

Baizhu hurriedly supported Aunt Thirteen, "It's me who was sloppy, you have just been so frightened, you must be unwell...... Come, I'll carry you on my back. ”

"Hmm. ”

Aunt Thirteen naturally would not refuse.

Carrying the thirteenth aunt on his back, Baizhu walked towards Bao Zhilin while telling about his rescue of Huagong.

Lying on the broad back of Baizhu, Aunt Thirteen only felt that she was not afraid of anything, listening to Baizhu tell how to rescue those Chinese workers, her mind was completely relaxed, and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.