There weren't many people in the night market, but there were hundreds of disciples sent by the Immortal Sect mixed in, all of them were well-trained, and they took out their guns and opened the safety and shot in one go, without the slightest hesitation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya got into the crowd, and those Immortal Sect disciples didn't dare to shoot casually, the scene was chaotic, the shouts and cries were connected, and even Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya, who were mixed in it, couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

At this moment, two figures slowly walked out of the second floor of a teahouse next to the street, which were the evil sky monk and the fox demon Bai Tong.

Bai Tong was wearing a white uniform, and he had not taken off Lan Xiaolan's face at this time, but compared to the real Lan Xiaolan, Bai Tong's eyes had a lot of charm, and any man who looked at her for three seconds would be short of breath and have the most primitive reaction.

The Evil Sky Monk had already broken off the red dust, so he had no interest in Bai Tong at all, he saw Yan Ning mixed in the crowd at a glance, and he hated this young man who almost killed him.

The first time, he went to save Zhou Ji, but was seriously injured and escaped by Yan Ning's Northern Emperor Divine Curse.

The second time, he and Zhou Ji went to save Zeng Fan together, but he didn't expect Zhou Ji to die on the spot, in order to prevent the news from being revealed, he also killed Zeng Fan by killing him.

After two consecutive failures, the sect leader had gradually looked down on him, and his status in the Immortal Sect had also turned downward, and in the end, he was reduced to listening to the command of Bai Tong.

The two of them are both Dharma protectors, but now they are inferior to her, not to mention that this woman is still a fox demon.

"Shoot, leave those people alone, our goal is to kill Yan Ning!" shouted the Evil Sky Monk.

Yan Ning heard the voice, looked up and found the Evil Sky Monk standing on the second floor, the two looked at each other, and suddenly the battle broke out, those disciples of the Immortal Sect discovered Yan Ning's location, unceremoniously pulled the trigger, and several shots hit Yan Ning's feet, one of which even pierced the shoulder of an innocent passerby.

The passer-by screamed, holding his shoulder and rolling on the ground in pain, Yan Ning glanced at him and sighed in his heart: the bullet passed through his shoulder blade, if he was not careful, I am afraid that this arm would be scrapped.

Zhuang Xiaoya was protected by Yan Ning, and she was afraid in her heart: "How can the people of the Immortal Sect be so bold!"

"They're all a bunch of brutes who kill people without blinking!" Yan Ning also hated it.

Seeing that someone had been shot, the crowd became chaotic again, and Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya were both drowned.

Bai Tong, who was standing on the second floor, saw this, and said with some reproach: "Who told you to order the shooting indiscriminately, think the matter is not big enough?"

Evil Sky smiled cruelly: "Zeng Fan and Zhou Ji both died in his hands, killing him, the sect leader will definitely be rewarded, do we still need to care about the lives of these ordinary people at that time?"

Disappointed by the bald monk's intelligence, Bai Tong beckoned to the disciples with guns to stop shooting.

The cultists knew that Bai Tong was the commander-in-chief, so they honestly stopped firing, and at this time the crowd in the street was wailing and crying deafeningly.

A disdainful smile appeared on Bai Tong's childish face, she stretched out her Qianqian jade hand, grabbed the railing on the second floor, and shouted below: "Yan Ning, come out, if you want us to continue to hurt the innocent, just be a turtle with a shrunken head!"

Only then did those innocent passers-by hear that these guys with guns were actually here to arrest people, and they immediately looked at the strangers around them with vigilant eyes, wanting to find out who the "Yan Ning" they were talking about was.

At this time, Yan Ning was hiding in the crowd, and when he heard Bai Tong's words, he couldn't help but want to stand out, but Zhuang Xiaoya stopped him: "Don't go, they will beat you into a sieve!"

Yan Ning said angrily: "But we can't use these innocent people as shields!"

Zhuang Xiaoya's face was anxious, and she suddenly pointed to the passerby who was shot in the shoulder and said, "At least, at least you save him first!"

Yan Ning looked down, the passer-by who was shot was already dying, his face was pale, his shirt was already stained red with blood, Yan Ning said in a low voice: "I lost too much blood, I'm afraid I'm going to go into shock." ”

"Then you don't save him quickly! Save him, it's not too late for us to stand up together!" Zhuang Xiaoya said firmly.

Yan Ning nodded, after all, it was important to save people, so he stepped forward, roughly tore the clothes of the passer-by, and turned out three golden needles in his hand, two of which sealed the passerby's veins, and the remaining one was lightly picked up by the bullet hole in the passerby's shoulder, and the deformed bullet was picked out.

Zhuang Xiaoya casually took two hats from the jewelry store on the side of the road and put them on Yan Ning and herself, under the chaos just now, the evil sky monk and Bai Tong upstairs could no longer find the location of the two.

"Don't you want to continue to hide behind these innocent people and be a turtle with a shrunken head?" Bai Tong sneered, "It is said that the ghost doctors of Wumen take it as their mission to practice medicine to help the world, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that, you Maoshan people are just some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Everyone didn't know where Yan Ning was, but they were in danger by him, and several young people suddenly shouted: "Yan Ning, you bastard, get out of here quickly, don't drag us to death!"

"Yes! Get out!"

"Use us as a shield, wishful thinking!"

The crowd stirred up again, and the evil sky monk snatched the machine gun of the disciple behind him, fired a shuttle of bullets into the sky, and then shouted: "Give Lao Tzu a little quiet!"

Yan Ning was stitching up the wounds of the passers-by, and he didn't hear what Bai Tong said, and soon stitched up the wounds of the passers-by, at this time, the passers-by woke up leisurely and glanced at Yan Ning gratefully:

"Thank you, benefactor, what is your name? My family is very rich, I must repay you for saving your life!"

Yan Ning thought about it and didn't dare to say his real name, so he said, "My surname is Yan ......."

"Ah! Yan Ning is here!"

The passer-by didn't listen to Yan Ning's words at all, and got up directly from the ground, pointing at Yan Ning and shouting loudly.

When Bai Tong and the Evil Sky Monk heard this, they couldn't help but look sideways, and when they saw Yan Ning wearing a hat, they immediately showed a sneer.

The corners of Yan Ning's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that the person he had saved with his own hands would betray himself at this time!

A trace of panic flashed in Zhuang Xiaoya's eyes, she wanted to stand up, but Yan Ning quietly pressed her shoulder, Yan Ning whispered, "Don't come out!"

Zhuang Xiaoya held back her anger, but she didn't dare not listen to Yan Ning's words, she promised Yan Ning before she went out that she would listen to Yan Ning for everything after going out.

The surrounding passers-by stood up one after another, looking at Yan Ning with hatred in their eyes, Yan Ning looked at everyone's eyes, and actually felt a trace of fear in his heart.

Sometimes, people are more terrible than ghosts.

(To be continued.) )