Chapter 188: Aren't You Coming to My House?

Berserk was enraged again. His eyes narrowed, and he pulled out a bloody blade from his waist.

didn't talk nonsense, he jumped into a rage, and stabbed Tang Song in the chest with a bloody blade in his hand.

His blow was extremely fast.

Tang Song saw that it was time to draw a sword.

Just in case, when Tang Song came, he specially brought a soft sword and wrapped it around his waist.

Sou!

As soon as the soft sword came out, the strong wind rose.

A murderous intent permeated the surroundings.

Not good!

Furious eyes lit up, and hurriedly returned to defense, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, it wouldn't be an arm injury.

"Swordsman. You're a martial artist! ”

The strength of the berserk is stronger than that of the bumblebee. He has had the experience of killing a swordsman-level master several times.

However, it was all carefully arranged.

Under the shock of the fury, Tang and Song moved. Jiu Rou told him that in addition to talent, the best way to grow in martial arts is to fight.

His comment on Tang and Song was that your talent is unmatched, only you lack combat.

The sword rises, and the wind rises.

A sword asked the sky, and a murderous aura pressed the top of people's heads.

A sword slashed down, and the strong wind broke through the air, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground.

Immediately after, one man and one sword, he attacked towards the fury.

Violent resistance.

Don't dare to be sloppy.

The swordsmanship is faster, and the fury is a little dazzling.

In the past, when he fought with swordsman-level masters, he didn't have this sense of coercion.

However, why do I feel suffocated today, as if the air around me has been drained?

Tang Song's steps seemed to have no tricks, like a drunkard. But the strength of the soft sword in his hand is getting stronger and stronger.

The fury was a little overwhelmed. He had a hunch that in the next second, he might hang up.

As a killer, he hated killing people with guns the most in his life. However, he often carried a gun with only one bullet in it.

Or keep it to yourself.

Either leave it to the opponent.

He thought that he would not need it at all in this life.

But I never thought that I would have to use it today.

A furious dodge, although it is said that he received a sword in the abdomen, however, it does not matter.

Because, at this time, he was already holding a gun and aimed it at Tang and Song.

"Damn, Niubi, you're crazy, what's wrong with the swordsman, I'll see if your sword is fast or my gun is fast." It roared like a wounded lion.

"So, I'm going to die?"

"What do you say?"

"Then before I die, you tell me who is going to kill me."

"When you're dead, I'll tell you!"

He was about to shoot, but Tang Song made a move at this time.

A sword is slashed out. A domineering and powerful force slashed towards the furious arm.

Energetic!

Oh no, it's sword energy!

He actually reached the level of a sword master.

While!

The hand holding the gun fell to the ground, along with half of the arm.

The sword, coupled with the [Prince Drunk] swordsmanship of wine and meat, Tang Song did not pay in vain, he did it, and displayed the sword qi of the sword master level.

"Who's going to kill me?" Tang Song asked coldly.

Enduring the intense pain, he gritted his teeth furiously and said word by word, "I don't know! ”

"That's what Bumblebee said at the beginning." Tang Song smiled and stared at the fury with a strange look, which seemed to the fury like a hunter staring at his prey.

"But before I could stab his body into a hornet's nest, he said. Let me think about it, how many blood holes are there? One hundred and twenty-one? Or one hundred and twenty-two? ”

"You ......" furiously glared at the madman in front of him.

"Don't worry, I don't like to play the same game a second time. I'm going to cut off the flesh from your body piece by piece, and although my swordsmanship is very good, I don't know if I can cut off 1,234 pieces of flesh. You tell me? ”

Hearing this, the furious person went completely crazy.

He was going to put himself to death to Ling Chi.

Sou!

A sword is drawn.

A thin slice of meat flew out.

It's the meat on the furious thighs.

If this pain is like this, he can endure it. It's okay to grit your teeth twice. Three hits can barely hold on. However, this madman, this butcher's goal is 1234 times!

I'm scared!

Berserk scared!

"I say, I say." Berserk is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of the inhuman pain before death, "It's the Shen family!" ”

Hearing the word Shen family, Tang Song couldn't help but be stunned. The Shen family?

Why?

Why did the Shen family deal with themselves?

Shen Meng'er's girl has been pestering herself, is it because of this?

However, when he was in the death prison, Shen Meng'er's third uncle took good care of himself and called himself a confidant.

A bit of a mess?

Things are getting a little complicated.

This answer can be said to be a real shock to Tang and Song Dynasty. He thought of many answers, and even before, he had always thought that this guy was a killer sent by Shura. But he never thought it was the Shen family.

No, it can't be!

Tang Song's eyes were cold, and three swords flew out, and three pieces of flesh flew out again.

"You don't talk about credit, I said everything, you still cut my flesh!" Furiously gritted his teeth, looking like he wanted to fight with Tang and Song.

"I want to hear the truth." Tang Song said coldly.

"The Shen family is the Shen family." Berserk sneered, "Do you want to know why?" It's because you're too close to the girl from the Shen family. Who is she, that is Shen Nan's granddaughter......"

In the end, he couldn't control his fury and howled. However, the next second, the howl suddenly stopped.

He's dead!

The fury is dead.

He didn't kill himself, and besides, he had to keep him to confront the Shen family. And now that he is dead, how is he dead?

Tang Song checked it and said it should have been poisoned and died. In this way, regardless of whether this berserk mission is completed or not, the other party does not want him to live.

It seems that there should be an article in this.

By the time Tang and Song returned to the scene of the brawl, the battle was over. The crab and Brother Jing completely knocked down those raging horses.

Brother Crab Well still has nine fingers, and the three of them are celebrating with wine.

Tang and Song did not alarm them. got into the car and quietly left.

"You can even martial arts?" did not ask about the specific battle situation, but directly threw out his doubts.

"Can't you?" Tang Song smiled, "Otherwise, how can I be worthy of that sentence - where there is Tang and Tang, there are god-like miracles and legends." ”

He smiled, and then the speed of the car jerked up.

I have to say that the title of the god of beautiful legs is not for nothing. Under the driving of this car, it is like having a soul, flickering left and right all the way, like lightning.

"Can you slow down? Do I have a bad heart? Tang Song looked at this crazy mixed-race beauty.

Now she and the editor are like two people.

In the metropolis, you are the real self at night. No need to hide, no need to hide.

Unexpectedly, this mixed-race beauty likes such adventurous and exciting things in her bones.

The car was faster, so fast that Tang Song didn't dare to look straight ahead, and wanted to throw his head into her arms to find a sense of security.

"It's already downtown."

"I just love it!" She said it waywardly.

"......" Tang Song was speechless.

The car stopped in front of a small compound. Tang Song was stunned, and then said,

"Isn't this where I'm going? How did you get here? ”

"Where are you going?" Blinked, "Aren't you coming to my house?" ”