Chapter 16: Snatching the Head

Dare to come to the dungeon tonight to save Gao He, just because he has a sad breeze as a hole card, otherwise he really wouldn't dare to come to save people.

Lin Feiyang didn't say that he had set up a net and waited for Gao Junyi to throw, and his defensive strength would definitely increase, and if he was accidentally discovered, he would fall into a siege.

The sad breeze is used as Chen Jingle's hole card to break the game.

waved his hand and let everyone flash behind him, and at the same time, Chen Jingle also took out the antidote to prevent someone from being tricked.

Although the foul smell of the antidote is unpleasant, it can effectively avoid being affected by the sad breeze.

At this moment, a few guards outside the dungeon suddenly felt that something was wrong, why was they a little dizzy?

"Enemy attack!"

One of the guards was so frightened that he tried to shout a warning, only to find that he couldn't make a sound. He was very conscious, but his body didn't listen to the call and fell directly to the ground.

He was almost scared of his and urine, thinking that he was a complete waste, or that he had fallen into some kind of evil magic.

Five guards, all three or two fell.

Everyone behind him, including Gao Junyi, looked at each other in shock, and looked at Chen Jingle with more and more cautious eyes.

This mysterious poison is really terrifying.

Chen Jingle didn't expect it to be so simple, it seemed that the effect was even better than he expected, and he hurriedly put away the sad breeze and shouted in a low voice: "Quick!

Everyone including Gao Junyi nodded heavily, no longer hidden, and rushed to the entrance of the dungeon by all means. Only two were left to stand guard at the door, and the others quickly entered the dungeon.

The style of the dungeon is similar to that in the TV series, dark and damp.

There are still many people locked up in the dungeon, all of whom were caught by Lin Feiyang.

"Uncle Liu, it's me!"

When Gao Junyi saw one of them, he immediately ripped off the mask.

The one called Uncle Liu was immediately overjoyed: "It's the young gang leader!"

When the others heard the sound, they became agitated.

"Everyone, be quiet, I'm here to save you!" Gao Junyi hurriedly said.

Needless to say, several people who came with him split the locks one after another and released those who had been caught.

Chen Jingle clenched his horizontal knife and stood on guard.

"Great. ”

"Finally saved. ”

"Damn Lin Feiyang, when I go out, I will definitely crush him to ashes!"

"Traitors must die!"

“……”

The people who were released were excited and angry.

Fortunately, everyone was not stupid, knowing that the situation was critical and it was not appropriate to stay for a long time, they immediately retreated quickly under the arrangement of everyone, and some of the wounded had to be supported.

Gao Junyi was in an urgent mood.

Many gang brothers were rescued, but his grandfather was the only one in the crowd, so he had to continue walking into the dungeon.

"Grandpa!"

Gao Junyi finally found his grandfather Gao He in the last cell, and immediately rushed over happily.

I saw a tall skeleton, but a slightly depressed figure with a cloak, half-leaning against the corner, hanging his head slightly, and his body was stained with blood.

"Wait!"

Chen Jingle's heart suddenly jumped, and he shouted in the back.

The next moment, Gao Junyi was just about to stretch out his hand, but a cold light flashed, and "Gao He" suddenly burst out, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he pounced on him with a dagger in his hand, as if he was going to kill him with a knife.

Gao Junyi was shocked, and his face was colorless.

Chen Jingle's heart was full of chuckles,

This high river is a fake!

……

Seeing the dagger stabbing at him, Gao Junyi was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he relied on the life and death potential that he forced out, and he avoided it.

Chen Jingle didn't say a word, and directly drew his knife and slashed at "Gao He".

The other party saw that the blow could not be done, and he was unwilling to put himself in, so he was forced to stop.

Gao Junyi, who quickly stepped back and opened the distance, looked at the torn clothes on his chest and broke out in a cold sweat.

If you slow any longer, you will be disemboweled.

"You're not my grandfather!"

He stared at the "Gao River" in front of him tightly and gritted his teeth: "Where is my grandfather?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The other party chuckled, and Chen Jingle saw that this person was Gao He, who was clearly a middle-aged man in his forties. It's just that he wears Gao He's clothes, and his body shape is similar, and he just wants to get by.

I think he planned to pretend to be Gao He and take the opportunity to poison the people who came to the rescue.

Fortunately, Chen Jingle followed, otherwise Gao Junyi would have been planted here today.

"I want to know where Gao He is? I won't tell you!"

Facing Chen Jingle and Gao Junyi, who were standing side by side, the other party was not in a hurry, and he still had the heart to laugh, and he didn't seem to be worried that the scene was unfavorable to him at all.

"I've found the old gang leader!"

A short whisper came from behind him: "In the water prison below!"

Gao Junyi didn't care so much, so he looked back directly, and just saw that his grandfather was carried out of the water prison at the bottom, and he was immediately excited.

Chen Jingle's eyes were weird, this slap in the face was really timely.

The middle-aged man was a little annoyed and angry by Chen Jingle's playful gaze, and he actually gave up Gao Junyi and turned to rush towards him.

"Your sister, is there any mistake?"

Chen Jingle expressed his pain in his innocent behavior of lying on the gun.

However, he is not one to sit still.

The other party only holds a dagger, and he dares to take the initiative to attack, he has a horizontal knife in his hand, and he is afraid of a chicken, which is just to verify his strength.

So he decisively slashed out!

The most basic knife technique, in Chen Jingle's hands, was faintly with a hint of knife intent, cutting through the space and causing a sharp roar.

The middle-aged man was startled, and hurriedly retreated to dodge, not daring to take it hard.

just stared at Chen Jingle: "It's the first time I've seen someone who can practice basic moves to such a perfect level." ”

What?

Chen Jingle looked confused.

Just this basic knife technique, perfect?

Chen Jingle wants to ask: Is I too strong, or are you too weak?

"It's a pity that you followed the wrong person, and you are destined to die here today!" the other party snorted lightly, playing with a dagger in his hand, as if he was determined to eat Chen Jingle.

Chen Jingle pouted: "The villain died from talking too much!"

"Brother Qin, stand back for the time being, let me come!"

Gao Junyi suddenly took a step, blocked Chen Jingle's death, took a deep breath, and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Chen Jingle probably knew that Gao Junyi must have been very unhappy that he had almost been deceived just now, and planned to get back to the field.

He nodded and said, "Hurry up, we don't have much time!"

He still gave up the opportunity to Gao Junyi.

Gao Junyi didn't say a word, and swung his long sword, stabbing at the middle-aged man.

Gao Junyi, as the young leader of the Qinglong Gang, is not weak in martial arts and knowledge, but just now he was just careless and almost hit.

Get serious at the moment, in this narrow dungeon, many moves on both sides can't be used, so they can only fight hard.

Gao Junyi's eyes were indifferent, and he rushed to the opponent's vital point, completely ignoring his own comfort, frightening the other party to hurriedly defend, and scolded the madman in his heart.

In this way, the other party is not his opponent at all.

Within a few breaths, the other party was forced to retreat into the corner step by step by Gao Junyi's fierce and lifeless play, and was finally stabbed through by Gao Junyi's sword diagonally behind.

Looking at the long sword stuck in his chest, the middle-aged man didn't blink an eye.