Chapter 3167 His People, His Years

At dusk, the sky is overcast!

When Zhao Heng returned to Beijing for the New Year, the Dongying funeral parlor was facing a powerful attack, twenty-five uniformed men directly entered the hall under the leadership of an old man in gray, and the guards guarding Hua Yanxuan's body were killed by the old man in gray before they even pulled out their guns.

The twenty-five uniformed men who followed him were also quite strong, tearing apart the killing game arranged by Ichiro Abe, and Ichiro Abe, who listened to the opinions of Sora Nakayama, withdrew the bodies of Hua Yanxuan and Qing'er from Sakura Square to the funeral home, and replaced many staff to wait for Zhao Heng.

During this period, although they saw the news of the earthquake at the Heavenly Shrine and heard that Zhao Heng appeared at the Heavenly Shrine, they guessed that Zhao Heng stabbed Dongying silently, and they also thought that Zhao Heng was unlikely to come to the funeral home to snatch the body, but they still adhered to their posts without receiving the order from the peak.

Waiting for the danger they decided would not arise.

Therefore, when more than a dozen bubbling gas canisters smashed in, and a large number of uniformed men entered with a rainbow of momentum, the Dongying elite who was ambushed in the funeral home couldn't turn around at all, and it seemed that he didn't expect that someone would really come to snatch the body, and when he reacted to fight, the scene was already bloody.

"Kid, I'm coming."

The gray-clothed old man carried his thin hands and walked towards the corpse in his field of vision step by step, with pain, exhaustion, and apology in his eyes, but also with a sense of firmness: "I'll take you home, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, our family wants to reunite well, God blocks and kills gods and ghosts." ”

Obviously, this person is the Hua Hero who has just finished the bloody Tang Dao, if Abe Ichiro sees him appear here, he will definitely be surprised that this guy is really accurate in taking the time, and he can take advantage of the official attention to fall on the Heavenly Shrine and Tang Dao, and directly kill the funeral home to take revenge.

More than 50 people have fallen in the cold hall, Hua Yingying led 25 mausoleum guards to kill in all directions, mercilessly washing the funeral parlor with heavy soldiers, after a short fight, more than 100 Dongying elites swarmed over, wanting to shoot but were deterred by the rich gas flowing everywhere.

Faced with the situation that they couldn't shoot, they directly pulled out their daggers to carry out crowd tactics, although Hua Yingying and others were violent, but ten times the opponent's strength, it still made Dongying people confident, and shouted to surround the other party, Hua Yingying glanced at them and sighed lightly:

"A bunch of cannon fodder."

"Kill!"

A Dongying leader raised a dagger and roared angrily, dozens of companions immediately screamed and killed, and the Dongying leader even raised the dagger and threw himself directly at Hua Yingying, putting on a tragic and tragic posture, the latter did not avoid the explosion of his blade, and his left hand broke through the air like a meteor.

The gray clothes continue to fly with the cold wind, constructing a bloody but beautiful violent picture, with momentum like a rainbow and a shot like a star! The leader of Dongying, who was halfway through the killing, was confused by Hua Yingying's figure, and when he woke up, the opponent's hand had already slashed to his chest, and he hurriedly retreated.

Hua Yingying shook his right hand with a sneer, and his speed increased instantly, and he slammed into the thick chest of the Dongying leader, bang! The Dongying leader's clothes were torn, his chest collapsed, and a large area of blood splattered out, and the sharp dagger fell to the ground, and the brave and combative Dongying leader fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, Hua Yingying rushed into the Dongying elite with strange steps, and dozens of people in front of him watched the little leader fall to the ground in amazement, and then looked at the indifferent Hua Yingxing, it was really hard to believe that he killed the leader just after seeing his face, but the corpse on the ground brutally presented the facts.

Hua Yingying took matters into his own hands, obviously to solve the problem quickly.

When he rushed towards more than 100 Dongying elites, 25 mausoleum guards also dispersed violently, and the two sides quickly brandished weapons and fought together, and the screams continued to sound, but it was the Dongying elites who kept falling to the ground, and more than 100 people were killed by 26 people all over the ground looking for teeth.

More than 200 people were killed and injured in an instant, and the hall soon became a river of blood and a mountain of corpses

As time passed, the shouts of killing gradually became smaller, more than a hundred corpses were displayed on the ground, Hua Yingying coldly watched his life lose one by one in his hands, the blood-stained funeral parlor furnishings were shattered, and the final place of the dead was becoming a hellish appearance.

"Kill!"

Two guards close to Hua Yingying rushed out of the chaos, Hua Yingying's face crossed a trace of ridicule, in the face of the incoming enemy, Hua Yingying's left hand was like lightning, fast and windy, probing and grabbing in the air, the blades of the two opponents were immediately broken, and they were also shocked back a few steps by the domineering force.

But when he hadn't stabilized his body, Hua Yingying raised his left hand.

The two severed knives shot out like meteors, and they arced into the chests of the two broken knives, and the blood burst out instantly, like a string of red agate in the light, and then they fell to the ground and died silently, and the strength of Hua Hero was clearly visible.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Looking at the opponent who was slightly sluggish, Hua Yingying shouted out four words, during this period, four more people died tragically at his hands, and there were four mausoleum guards on both sides of him who pressed the formation with keen eyes, and behind him there were Tang Wenjing and others who used their flesh and blood to block countless Dongying elites.

When Hua Yingying kicked an enemy three or four meters away, an enemy took the opportunity to pounce, roared and jumped into the air, the dagger in his hand slashed down at Hua Yingxing's forehead, and the roaring knife sound was like a ringing di, but he saw that the latter did not even flash, and his left hand waved at the opponent's blade.

Dongying's elite instantly fell and flew away, spurting blood and dying tragically.

"I said, you can't stop me!"

Hua Yingying continued to move forward with a calm face, the killing intent was not reduced by half a point at all, the blood splashing and flowing everywhere had turned into a red blood mist, and the thick and unbreakable bloody aura made everyone even more crazy, and the remaining enemies roared angrily and swooped out in unison.

"Look for death!"

The corners of Hua Yingying's mouth hooked up a touch of ridicule, his hands waved rapidly, the gestures were mysterious and vicious, and one after another fierce and unparalleled energy rolled wildly, with a "sneer" sound that pierced the air, he walked through the rushing crowd completely unhindered, unmatched.

More than a dozen Dongying people fell down in unison, and blood flowed like a river.

Thirty seconds later, Hua Yingying stood in front of Hua Yanxuan, looking at his beloved grandson who had lost his life, his ugly face twitched, and a tear dripped down uncontrollably, which happened to fall on Hua Yanxuan's cold forehead, moisturizing the dry and rough skin, and also reflecting the old man's expression.

The old man cut off Hua Yanxuan's tattered clothes, put on a set of new clothes specially brought over him, and a scarf, he let the fight behind him Zhen Zhen, and put it on Hua Yanxuan with a calm face and a gentle face, the kindness and kindness on his face were completely different from the killing Quartet just now.

"Kid, it's home!"

Hua Yingying put Hua Yanxuan into a coffin, let the four mausoleum guards carry him, and then picked up a dagger, and killed it with an indifferent expression.

When he walked to the door with the coffin, there were seven more stab wounds on his body, eight of his diehards remained, and the enemy was almost annihilated, and there was not a single enemy standing in the entire funeral parlor hall, only more than twenty seriously injured people were snorting, and their faces were flowing with indescribable fear!

"Blew it up!"

Hua Yingying slowly left the funeral home with the coffin, leaving no way for the remaining injured to live, and when he walked to the stairs, he sniffed the gas in the air, and then threw a sentence to Tang Wenjing, who was covered in blood: "He is dead, and he always needs a group of enemies to accompany him for the burial!" ”

"Otherwise、、、、 will be lonely!"

Tang Wenjing nodded calmly, first tied a mobile phone to the exit of the gas canister, and then waved his hand to close the blood-flowing hall tightly, when Hua Yingying disappeared from view with the coffin, he also led people to leave the funeral home quickly, and a convoy quickly drove out of the place of the incident.

Two minutes later, Tang Wenjing took out her mobile phone and typed out a number.

"Boom!"

Dongying funeral home was blown up beyond recognition!

Three hours later, night fell, the mountain peaks were cold, and at the gate of Tang Road, where Ichiro Abe had visited, dozens of Dongying men and women kneeling neatly with their heads wrapped in white cloths, some of them were intact, some were wounded, and some had stumps and broken arms, in short, giving people a situation of heavy damage.

These people began to kneel on the ground in the afternoon, and persevered with tenacious will until now, five and a half hours, although it was not a very long time, but it was very fatal on snowy days, snowflakes, cold, and exhaustion constantly invaded their bodies, making their bodies uncontrollable and shivering.

"Please go back!"

When the needle pointed to nine o'clock, the closed door suddenly opened, and a Dongying woman with a long knife on her back walked out, looking at the people kneeling on the ground with a curious expression: "Everyone, please go back, Uncle Mingde said, we only study martial arts, do not kill people or get involved in mundane things!" ”

"Uncle Mingde!"

A Dongying man with three broken fingers looked at the open door of the cave and shouted: "There are more than 200 people in Tang Dao's headquarters, and no one is left behind by a gang of murderers, we can live because we happened to go out to run errands and escape the disaster, but we don't have the strength to avenge Tang Dao!" ”

His voice carried a sense of helplessness: "We can only come here to invite you to make a move, and only you can withstand the other party's attack, the other party is so powerful, so strong that it is difficult for us to have a move to the enemy, if you don't take action to solve the enemy, I am afraid that Tang Dao will be erased from Dongying." ”

"No, erasing it is a good death!"

He roared with a hint of grief and indignation on his face: "I'm afraid that our remnants of Tang Dao disciples will never be able to raise their heads in front of all aspects of Dongying, and you will also be laughed at by all parties in the rivers and lakes, Uncle Mingde, you should know that if it is not a last resort, we will never disturb your cultivation." ”

"Dead lips and cold teeth!"

The Dongying man lowered his body heavily, and his forehead hit a loud bang on the floor: "Uncle Mingde, although we don't agree on ideas, we are also brothers and sisters of the same origin and clan, and we have always respected you, so I hope you can take action and kill the hateful murderer!" ”

"Avenge your dead brother!"

He also put on a firm posture and shouted as if he were dead: "If Uncle Mingde doesn't make a move, we will kneel here until we die, anyway, we don't have the face to go out to meet people, instead of being humiliated and ridiculed by outsiders in every way, it is better to die here, today, we kneel!" ”

"Uncle Mingde, please!"

Dozens of people prostrate in unison, their foreheads hitting the floor!

"Get up! Living in the mountains for a long time, it is indeed a little lonely! ”

A soft sigh came from the night sky and poured into everyone's ears:

"It's time to go for a walk in Huaguo!"

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