Chapter Twenty-Three: Huaqing Baths

When Chen Xiao closed his eyes and enjoyed it, the pleasure of itching and numbness continued to come from his lower body.

With a low moan, the woman covered her mouth with her hand and waited quietly for Chen Xiao's next command.

At this time, a man in a black shirt pushed the door and walked in, and whispered a few words in his ear, Chen Xiao exclaimed: "What, you said that kid has come?"

Chen Xiao hung the white towel around his neck and waved his hand to signal the two women to withdraw.

"Brother Xiao, are we going to do it directly or ...?"

"Don't be in a hurry, call him over first, let's kill him slowly!"

Chen Xiao's eyes showed a fierce light, wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, and stood up from the water.

Xie Yun originally went up to the second floor thinking that there were some heavenly soldiers and generals waiting for him, but the layout on it seemed unexpected, and when he went upstairs, there was a hall first, and in addition to the welcome lady at the front desk, there were some women dressed up in flowers.

Next to these women stood a uniformed staff member with a pager in his hand, looking very busy, and a phone call arrived to lead these young ladies into the boxes.

Just as Xie Yun was looking around curiously, four strong men with naked upper bodies walked over.

"You are Xie Yun, our boss has a please. ”

The four strong men were well-trained, and each of them stood in a corner, surrounding Xie Yun inside, which was also to stop Xie Yun from slipping away.

Then Xie Yun was led to the door of a box, and the man saw that he looked relaxed, and even whistled, thinking that he didn't know how you would die later.

There were more than a dozen arrogant men sitting in the box, most of them were around forty years old, with a large gold chain hanging around their necks, one or two of them with finger tigers, staring at Xie Yun who entered the door with hideous faces.

"Hehe, there's a kind of kid, you break one of my brother's hands, I'll cut you one today, so it's even!" Chen Xiao picked up a cigar in his right hand and lit it, his face was extremely relaxed, he thought that he would meet a master with two strokes, but he didn't expect to bring a kid who didn't have any mouth hair.

He couldn't figure out why such a young man was pretending to be forced in his own territory, whether he hadn't come out recently, or whether it was cold and his tattoos were hidden, and they didn't know if they were afraid.

"Go, get this kid here!" Chen Xiao gave an order, and the four men behind Xie Yun rushed up, firmly clamping his body so that he couldn't move.

One of the men with a fierce face looked at Xie Yun coldly, without a trace of pity, as if he was a killing machine.

He pulled out a watermelon knife from under the table, the tip of which was particularly glaring in the colorful brilliance.

The four of them put Xie Yun's palm on the table, but Xie Yun looked relaxed, he didn't make any struggle against common sense, and he didn't show a little bit of fear, which made several people present puzzled, is he a fool?

Seeing this, the vicious man snorted coldly, and finally scolded: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Then make a force to chop downward!

"Bang..."

The vicious man's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, only to feel that he was not cutting his hand, but a hard stone, and then the tiger's mouth was sour, and the watermelon knife in his hand almost fell off, this is the first time in decades!

One of the men in Guangzhou was so shocked that the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground, and the rest of them gasped.

"What's going on!"

The vicious man was about to withdraw it, but found that the watermelon knife in his hand did not move at all, as if it was firmly clamped by an iron tong.

Then Xie Yun sneered, with a twist of his wrist, the man snorted softly, and the watermelon knife came out of his hand. Xie Yun slammed to the side, and a silver light shot out!

"Bang!", the watermelon knife was firmly nailed into the wall, and the blade trembled left and right under the huge force.

"What!" the GD man exclaimed.

Several people present can be regarded as having seen a big scene, but the scene in front of them is only seen in their lives.

The man who used the knife just now was Chen Xiao's number one general, with dozens of scars on his body, and he had experienced countless battles, and every time he came out alive from the sea of blood, he had the ability to be seen by several people who knew it, what this kid's hand was made of, this was beyond the cognitive range of these people, and his brain was buzzing.

It's not easy to hold the blade with one hand without hurting it, and it's incredible to nail a watermelon knife into a wall!

Xie Yunxin said: "How do these people know that my silkworm gloves are invulnerable artifacts. ”

This glove has such a function is also Xie Yun's unexpected gain when chopping ribs, at the beginning he cut his fingers several times, but he accidentally found that there were no scars left on his hands, so he deduced that it was the credit of this glove.

"Brothers!

"Fuck it!"

There were more than 20 people in this box, each with a knife in their hands.

Although Xie Yun was already at the first level of Qi training, he couldn't help but be frightened when facing sword battles for the first time, and his heart hung in his throat for a while.

When several men and women passing by outside the box saw such a posture, they were all so frightened that their faces turned pale and ran away.

"Bang!", the thugs closed the door, and surrounded the scene airtightly.

"Chop off his right hand!" Chen Xiao was furious and said to the group of brothers behind him.

More than a dozen men in tights, holding watermelon knives in their hands, jumped towards Xie Yun, the sound of beer bottles breaking constantly came from the ground, accompanied by the melodious singing in the box, this scene couldn't help but make people a little in a trance, this shouldn't be a dream.

Xie Yun didn't make a sound, and his figure flickered, like a ghost burrowing into the crowd.

After a while, there was a sound of metal colliding, and the sword light and sword shadow in his ears were full of wind and tigers, but because his body was too poor to dodge, Xie Yun's back was pulled, and the blood soaked his sweatshirt when he landed.

Xie Yun clenched his teeth, and suddenly squatted down, the knife whistled across his head, and a few strands of hair were cut off flat.

Xie Yun was startled and then clenched his fist and smashed it into the knee of the man in front of him.

"Kara!"

The entire kneecap was smashed by Xie Yun with his fist, and then the man lost his mobility, hugging his knee and letting out a piercing eardrum-piercing wail.

Xie Yun snatched the watermelon knife in the man's hand, protected it on his chest, his eyes were cold, and at this time, a warm current in his lower abdomen surged to the wound on his back, slowly wrapping it, if someone found it, he would be surprised, the blood flow of the wound had been temporarily stopped.

And this spiritual power was like a network at this time, enveloping Xie Yun's whole body impenetrably.