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Ren Ran walked step by step to the huge warehouse in front of him.

Thirty meters, twenty-five meters, ten meters......

Ye Xiaohu shrunk his hands into the cloak and was silent, following closely behind.

There are more and more people following behind him, all of whom are members of the Mo family.

Ren Ran thought it was funny, could he use so many people to deal with himself?

After thinking about it, I felt that it was indeed necessary, after all, the bodyguard who beat that Mo Jie that day only used one move to break his fist, and in the eyes of the Mo family, he was a master.

Five meters, three meters, one meter!

Ren Ran walked into the White Tiger Hall without stopping.

The middle platform was full of people.

Carrying steel pipes, machetes, or more people came in from the outside.

In less than a minute, the two were surrounded in the middle.

With a bang, the three doors were closed in an instant.

Ren Ran glanced at Ye Xiaohu and found that he was very calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

A middle-aged man appeared on the high platform, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he looked at it condescendingly.

"You are Ren Ran, two of you, there is a kind!"

Ren Randong looked around and asked, "Where are they?"

"Rest assured, they're fine...... None of you can leave here. ”

Mo Kewen sneered, "Even if the people of my Mo family dare to move, you should be ready to die." ”

Ren Ran continued to ask, "Where is it?"

Mo Kewen snorted and waved his hand.

A sturdy man appeared behind him with one in one hand.

Ren Ran shouted, "Guo Yan, Teacher Huang, are you all right?"

The two were speechless in horror.

Mo Kewen roared loudly: "Ren Ran, your ten cheap lives are not as good as my Jie'er's one life!"

Ren Ran frowned and looked at the high platform.

"Can you blindfold them? Stun them too, it's going to be too bloody. ”

Mo Kewen was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "You also know blood, you also know violence?"

Ren Ran snorted, and suddenly saw an old man on the high platform, who was drinking tea all day.

"Xiaohu, look, there's an old man pretending to be forced!" Ren Ran whispered tentatively, "Master!

Ye Xiaohu glanced at it and snorted, with a look of disdain.

Ren Ran was relieved, and then saw Guo Yan and Teacher Huang being slapped on the neck by a strong man, and then fainted.

"Say, the Zhou family asked you to do this, right?" Mo Kewen said coldly.

Ren Ran was stunned.

How did you get to the Zhou family?

I'll go if I set up the blame!

Ren Ran thought for a moment and said, "Why are you a bad pen, right?"

Mo Kewen was directly stunned, his eyes instantly turned red, and he roared angrily: "Hack him to death!"

Ye Xiaohu breathed a long sigh of relief: "There is a lot of nonsense!"

A tugging cloak ran high into the air.

In an instant, a bright light swept across the entire White Tiger Hall.

"Good sword...... That, Xiaohu, help me get rid of the back first, I'm going to stand against the wall. ”

Ye Xiaohu's outfit stunned everyone.

O swordsman!

O legendary swordsman!

A lot of people couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Kewen was even more rampant and said: "There are swordsmen in Huaxia, but it doesn't mean that they can be dressed up like ......."

The severed arm of the stump flew up in an instant, and blood splattered everywhere.

Morkwen couldn't say any more.

Ren Ran stood against the wall, touched the blood on his face, and took a deep breath, either don't do it, or do it if you want to do it, Lao Bai, am I becoming more and more like you?

Ren Ran's expression was hideous, and he shouted: "Little Tiger, don't leave any of them!"

Ye Xiaohu said loudly: "I have a sword, which can kill the world!"

……

Ye Xiaohu is like a flying eagle, killing chickens to his heart's content, and his moves are extremely powerful.

Every time a sword is swung, someone will cut off their hands, feet, or heads, or even worse, their waists will be broken.

Ren Ran has never seen such a terrifying and bloody scene, he has never even seen it on TV, and the hand-tearing devil is simply pediatric compared to this!

Ren Ran kept swallowing, trying to suppress the beating of his heart, trying not to let it pop out of his mouth.

It may not be right to do this, but Ren Ran feels that he has to!

For the sake of the people you care about, why not kill a few more?!

Mo Kewen trembled and staggered, clutching the railing of the high platform.

The old man had already stood up with a shocked face, staring at Ye Xiaohu who was wielding his sword with ease.

With every sword, someone falls to the ground.

Each sword flies with a splash of blood.

There weren't many people standing under the high platform anymore, and there were corpses everywhere, all incomplete corpses, and it was not an exaggeration to say that there were rivers of blood.

Many people threw away their weapons and shrank in the corners.

Ye Xiaohu ignored them, looked up at the sturdy old man, and then looked at the four middle-aged men standing around the high platform who had not made a move, tilted his head and said, "You four are Lian Jiazi." ”

He looked at the old man who had been standing in the middle of the stairs, nodded and said, "It's a pity to be dead." ”

Mo Kewen suppressed the horror in his heart and roared: "Up, let's go together!"

This fourth middle-aged man is his last hole card, the Mo family was able to suddenly rise more than 20 years ago, and he was able to run rampant in Chuzhou, first relying on this old man, and then the Gong family.

The old man's surname is Wu, and he was inadvertently rescued by Mo Kewen's father when he was chased and killed by the enemy, and he has been working for the Mo family since then, and most of the Mo family's territory was punched out by this old man Wu.

The old man surnamed Wu was born with divine power, ranked in the top five in Chuzhou in fist and foot kung fu, and had his own set of cultivation skills, and the four middle-aged people were taught by him, and there were already faint signs of internal strength, and Mo Tian was injured by two of the four.

The old man surnamed Wu walked down the stairs step by step, stood in front of the four middle-aged people, looked at Ye Xiaohu silently, and then looked at Ren Ran with a deep look in his eyes.

Ren Ran was a little hairy when he was watched.

The old man surnamed Wu looked sad and said in a low voice: "Why is this so difficult. ”

Ye Xiaohu looked at him and asked quite funny: "Why is the old man wading into this troubled water?"

The old man surnamed Wu slowly walked to Ren Ran, who was standing three meters away from Ye Xiaohu, and whispered a few words.

What did Ren Ran ask if he didn't hear clearly?

The old man surnamed Wu continued to walk with his body bent.

"When is the time for retribution, you are angry, I think it's okay, as long as you are willing to stop, what happened here will never happen, and I will not trouble you again in the future." ”

"Little brother, your friend is very powerful!

"The little young master is abolished, so many innocent people have died because of you, stop it. ”

Ye Xiaohu turned around abruptly and narrowed his eyes.

Ren Ran was attracted by Ye Xiaohu's movements, and looked over for some reason.

The old man surnamed Wu's eyes flashed, and his fists came out!

Ye Xiaohu rose from the ground, like a dragon!

Just jumped up and fell, holding the long sword in his backhand, tilting his head to look at Ren Ran flying in the air.

In the eyes of others, the takeaway brother who didn't know the depth didn't react at all, but even if he reacted, he couldn't resist the sneak attack of the old man surnamed Wu, it was too sudden and too fast.

Ye Xiaohu could be saved, but for some reason he suddenly gave up rescuing.

Ren Ran spat blood from his mouth and fell from mid-air, his chest dented.

Mo Kewen was stunned for a moment, then he got up and slapped the railing hard.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, still staring at Ye Xiaohu.

Ren Ran lay on the ground and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face was gloomy, and he endured severe pain and resentment to look at Ye Xiaohu, who was still smiling, and silently looked at the long river of time.

……

Ren Ran picked up a machete from the ground, watched the old man surnamed Wu go downstairs, and watched him walk towards himself after stopping in front of Ye Xiaohu.

Ren Ran shouted: "Be louder!"

The old man surnamed Wu was stunned for a moment, and walked towards Ren Ran step by step, with a bitter face.

"Why is this going on!"

Ren Ran scolded angrily: "You are from the Gobi!"

At the moment when the old man surnamed Wu raised his fists, Ren Ran shouted a pause.

He raised his machete high and slashed at his wrist.

Cut again!

Also cut!

Well, just keep chopping.

The old man surnamed Wu was a little stunned when he looked at his bloody hands, forgetting the pain, and screamed hoarsely after a while.

Ren Ran stepped forward and kicked him over, slapping him in the face with the back of the knife.

"Are you trying to persuade me to stop? Do you want to say when it's time to get revenge?"

"Are you trying to say that these people are innocent?"

"Do you want to say that after killing so many innocent people, I'm angry and can stop?"

The old man surnamed Wu was wailed in pain by Ren Ran with the back of a knife, and fell to the ground and struggled not to listen.

The four middle-aged men had gloomy faces and were about to come over without saying a word.

Ye Xiaohu took a step across, and suddenly threw his sword back.

Scold!

The sword slammed straight into the head of a man who wanted to open the door and escape.

Daigo empowerment!

Mo Kewen clung to the railing, his eyes frightened.

"Elder Yan, what to do Elder Yan. ”

The old man didn't squint, and kept staring at Ye Xiaohu.

Ren Ran raised his foot and stepped on the chest of the old man surnamed Wu, his face hideous.

"Which one of the people here is innocent?!"

"Hurting the heavens and doing a lot of evil! Relying on the power of the Mo family, he does something wrong!"

"You old dog has more than one or two lives on his hands, right?"

"I kill innocents, what about you?"

"If I hadn't had a great friend, would I have been beaten to death by you? And what about them? What about my sister? What about the people I have a relationship with? What would you do to them?"

The more Ren Ran spoke, the angrier he became, and he raised the machete and slashed at the neck of the old man surnamed Wu.

Blood splattered on the face!

The old man surnamed Wu covered his neck with his bloody wrist, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak.

The old man surnamed Wu, who had been in Chuzhou for twenty or thirty years, couldn't believe it until he died, and it would be such an ending.

Over there, even if Ye Xiaohu didn't use a sword, he easily broke the necks of the four middle-aged people.

Ren Ran's face was covered with blood, looking like he was crazy, and he raised his machete and roared at Mo Kewen who was trembling on the high platform.

"I want your Mo family to cut off their children and grandchildren!"