The young man's words were vicious, the fists and feet in his hands did not stop, and the thumping sound was mixed with the noisy voice of his voice changer duck and the blood lines floating in the air and falling on the grass, which seemed particularly violent and arrogant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The other person who was pressing Kira's hands beside him couldn't help but relax the power of the restraint in his hand. He subconsciously touched Zhang Xiao, who was still slamming into Kira's face, and said cautiously:

"Xiao ...... Brother Xiao, don't fight anymore, this kid is no longer good, and he will die. ”

Zhang Xiao's eyes were bloodshot and he saw that Kira, who had been arrogant in front of him with a wooden knife for a long time, was indeed spitting blood in his mouth and was dying. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the other party's face, got up and left.

"Let's go, get in trouble with Jiqing and that foolish brother."

He waved his arm in a happy mood and asked the guy who practiced taekwondo to pull up the three people who were beaten down, patted the dead grass leaves on his body, and was about to leave. And at this moment, behind him, a crooked shadow, little by little, extended to his feet.

Zhang Xiao raised his head and looked over, Ji Liang, who had been beaten and foamed at the mouth, and was unconscious, stood up crookedly with a broken knife at this time.

He must have been greatly stimulated, the pupils of his eyes constricted, and the whites of his eyes occupied most of the orbits.

"Whose trouble are you talking about?!"

Zhang Xiaogang wanted to open his mouth to entertain the other party, but after his eyebrows that were crooked because of ridicule met the other party's eyes, a heartbeat that surged into the depths of his body made him subconsciously close his mouth.

This look,

It's going to eat people......

He thought so, and the remaining strong man who practiced sanda next to Zhang Xiao spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, grabbed an iron rod, and rushed over to beat Kira down again.

It's just that he rushed halfway, and in his sight, the roughly-dressed young man slowly and heavily lifted the broken knife that sank on the ground.

His knife edge is bottom-up, with a normal arc.

"Void Double!!"

A short, concise semi-circular arc suddenly lit up in the very center of the line of sight.

The virtual double used by the wooden knife is like a slashing knife wielded by a samurai who does not smile in a serious manner, cutting through the air in one go, so sharp that people can't look at it directly.

Then Zhang Xiao saw that the man who was still holding the iron rod and rushing forward was instantly knocked down, and a sharp knife mark was slashed diagonally on his face from bottom to top, and the bones were deeply visible, and he had completely broken the phase.

However, the light of this broken knife was extremely long, and in the next second, it came to Zhang Xiao's side.

As a result, the second-generation official, one of the best officials in Shangdao City, felt a numb arm, and his entire left arm was squeezed into several pieces by the force of anger, and he was directly crushed and fractured.

The piercing scream sounded in the next second, and Zhang Xiao slowly fell down holding her strange twisted left arm.

After one move, Kira gasped, his whole body cold and weak.

He supported the ground with the hilt of the broken knife, his body shaking from the overdraft, and it only took a slightly stronger gust of wind to push him down effortlessly.

Zhang Xiao's voice was still howling, he grabbed his left arm and shouted like crazy, 'My left arm is broken, my left arm is broken, I am crippled......

At the same time, in the surrounding lush sorghum fields, a group of tall and straight black shadows are breaking out of the ambush and exposing themselves to the sun - the people of the Gray Wolf Society!!

These guys from the Gray Wolf Club were pulled over by Zhang Xiao to help with the fist.

Originally, Zhang Xiao's plan was very good, the five of them worked directly with each other first, and they did the best, Zhang Xiao picked up this little deflated three with his own hands.

If he can't do it, he will be rewarded with a big surprise, and a whistle ambush brother will run out of the wheel of rice. Let you just have a little joy of success, and the next second you will fall into despair.

It's just that changes are faster than planned.

Zhang Xiao and a few people did defeat Kira, as usual, the first half of this script is right.

It's just that in the link of Zhang Shao's hand-picked Xiaoqi San, there was a little difference.

Who would have thought that a beaten half-dead person would be able to get up and slash out with such an earth-shattering slash - why didn't you use this stunt earlier?!

This change and the light of the knife came too quickly, so that Zhang Xiao was beaten and fractured, and the big back hand of the Gray Wolf Society just came out of the field.

"Abolish him, abolish him, abolish him for me......"

Zhang Xiao hugged his arms and shouted hoarsely, he had never suffered such a big injury since he was a child, he had never experienced such a grievance, and he felt that he was useless. The anger in his chest is unsettled, and he must make the 'murderer' worse than him.

The president of the Gray Wolf Society, the Gray Wolf King, shrugged his shoulders and looked at the already exhausted body, and his legs trembled because of weakness. The supreme leader of the Gray Wolf Society personally led the team this time, and the brothers behind him were twenty-five or six, and they were most of the living forces within the organization.

And every fierce god is evil, and they all hold stout iron rods in their hands, machetes with sharpened blades, and iron hammers.

He looked at the young man named Kira, and his eyes burst out with a light called pity.

This little guy is a waste.

And Kira was already a little frightened by the changes in front of him at this time, he knew a few of these guys who suddenly appeared, and it was not difficult to guess the cause and effect if he thought about it carefully.

So after a while, he looked up with a pale face, and for the first time there was a desperate expression on his face that had fallen to the bottom.

"Brothers, take out the guy to greet the guests," the gray wolf king raised a hand and waved it forward, his appearance at this time was like an emperor who had a lot of opportunities and sat on the world, with absolute majesty and careless calmness: "Don't kill ......"

Brother Twenty-Five drew their knives or hammers neatly, and they walked forward with a smirk. At this point in the script, it should start to 'abuse the corpse' as planned, it's just lying down to win-come, let's fight until he can't take care of himself. However, at this moment, the voice of another uninvited guest came from the damned sorghum field behind Kira.

"Slow down ......" is a middle-aged man's voice.

"Whoever dares to touch him, I will let him die."

The man who came was a man who was not very tall, with black-rimmed glasses on his face and a toothpick in his mouth, and slowly walked through the sorghum field.

The man's voice was hoarse and dark, and his lines alone were a bit arrogant.

But the eyes and temperament of the person who came were like a cold poisonous snake that saw through people's hearts, and the shaking of every inch of skin texture made people feel indescribably touched and dangerous.

Especially the two deep scars on the man's face, one deep and visible bone, one across the bridge of the nose, and the other cut through the lower lip of the person until the jaw.

The person who came was Yan Qing, the only possessor of the Fei Gu among the Black Kamen's subordinates, because of his special physique, Silver Soul had given him the Fei Gu 'Yin Sui', and it was obvious that over the years, this man who was close to middle age had completely controlled the power of Yin Sui.

In fact, in the dark season when the Black Kamen was betrayed in the past, Yan Qing followed Gintama through one difficult period after another. Killing, shooting, and playing with life have long made his young soul mature and sharp.

Even in today's elite black masks, Yan Qing is a strong figure who can be counted as the number one, and there is no pressure at all when he singles out the twenty or so edamame beans on the opposite side.

However, the head of the Silver Soul Regiment said that we definitely do not advocate personal heroism in this operation. Didn't the other party's gray wolf club think that there were many people, Yan Qing thought about it, and waved his hand, how similar the form and style were to the gray wolf king.

Then in the sorghum field behind him, there were more than 60 hula people coming out, all of them were like bears, and the average height was more than 1.8 meters.

As soon as these people appeared, they were compared, and the gray wolf king's lonely, thin, and weak twenty-five or six little green skins were like a local chicken and a tile dog.

The gray wolf king subconsciously looked down at the smooth and polished machete in the hand of the little brother standing next to him, and finally had a trace of comfort in his heart.

How about the number of people, how about growing strong, Lao Tzu has a knife, Lao Tzu has an iron rod, Lao Tzu has a weapon, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you.

However, the arrogant atmosphere that rose in vain lasted for a second, and the man about thirty years old with the faint scar on the opposite side spit out the toothpick in his mouth fiercely, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on Zhang Xiao, who had quietly closed his mouth and was quietly approaching the gray wolf king.

"Copy guys."

He shouted so loudly, and then the grinding of the metal and clothing, and the neat loading of the guns, erupted at the same time, neatly like a torrent.

Looking at the muzzle of the swarthy submachine gun, the Gray Wolf King and his little brothers were instantly dumbfounded.

In fact, not only them, but even Ji Liang and Zhang Xiao were a little stuck in their heads at this time.

"This gun...... Fake it......"

The gray wolf king, who had a dull expression, subconsciously muttered to himself, but as soon as these words fell, the next second, there was a 'bang' of gunfire in the air.

After the gunshot, the boss of the Gray Wolf Society, who was still so dashing as a lonely emperor five minutes ago, fell to the ground in response, and trickling blood flowed from the inside of his left thigh.

Yan Qing blew the green smoke that did not exist at the muzzle of the pistol, and held up the black-rimmed large-rimmed glasses with the tip of the gun.

"It's a pity, little melon peels, if you don't have grandpa, I'm going to kill today."

……

The so-called killing ring, Yan Qing just said it casually.

After all, on the territory of Quan Jichi, you have to be honest, and when you should be on your stomach, you will definitely not lie down.

Even the head of the Silver Soul Regiment had explained before he came, 'The matter on the island, you must be measured, don't really beat people to death'.

Following the teachings of the Silver Soul Leader, Yan Qing did not kill anyone, but only made some of them feel that life is worse than death. I heard that after these people came out of Yan Qing's hands, most of them entered the psychological counseling class of the hospital, and a small number of people with poor psychological tolerance went directly to the madhouse.

Of course, that's all for later.

After pretending to be forced successfully, Yan Qing didn't care about the Jiliang children who had already looked stupid, and left after pretending to be forced. With a wave of his hand, he casually grabbed the other party's pile of garbage, grabbed one by one, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Only Kira, who looked confused, was lonely and confused in the wind.