Brother Ye was shocked in his heart, and suddenly looked up at the poplar tree.

"You say...... He killed...... Who is it?" Brother Ye's voice trembled, doing this business is a business of losing his head and picking up work, and it is very likely that he will lose his head by accident.

They also have a bottom line, for example, don't mess with those special services on the surface, because provoking them is likely to provoke powerful retaliation.

And special personnel, this is one of the most unprovoked groups in this place.

"I don't know...... The guy just said that he was coming on a mission and asked me to help him bring him in with Rob and Zidan...... I just brought things in, and I didn't know about them...... It's none of my business......"

He was scared, if Poplar could find himself, then others must have done the same, offending the special forces...... Then he will have no place in China.

The intense fear made his whole body tremble. He suddenly regretted that he hadn't told the truth.

"You can die. Poplar looked at him and suddenly smiled, and then the weapon was swung out.

At the same time, he suddenly snatched out of the window and drove it out, and a child flew directly to the poplar's forehead.

Bite!

The weapon in Yang Shu's hand was waved after he struck Brother Ye with a blow, and the Zidan was instantly flown to the wall by him.

The girl and the girl at the front desk were so frightened that they quickly squatted down, shouting in their mouths, as if they wanted someone to save them.

"If you don't want to die, run!" said Poplar as he turned back to them, then slammed open the window and chased him out.

That's right, he already felt the sand hand in ambush just now.

That's why he's got a brother, because he doesn't have any role anymore.

Brother Ye could have been immortal, if he only had to tell the truth to Yang Shu, then Yang Shu would have been handed over to Lu Ming at most, and he would definitely not have been able to sa him now.

But he was just not interested, and he wanted to hide it at this time, so Yang Shu had to sa him, anyway, this brother is not a good person, so he should be for the people.

Just after the poplar escaped the blow, a cold-faced sassy hand in a hidden place of a high-rise building put away the snatch, and without any extra words, he hurriedly left there.

But Poplar had already found his position when he grabbed it, and he only had one action, and that was to follow him!

The night was dark, and despite the city's neon lights, it was still a little dark.

The poplar tree was like a man running at night, following closely a figure in the distance ahead.

The figure also walked quickly, and was completely black, making it difficult to distinguish in the night sky, and of course, none of these could be difficult for poplars.

The figure quickly crossed the street and walked towards an undeveloped piece of land.

Poplar followed unhurriedly, the weapon in his hand glowing in the darkness as if he were about to drink blood at any moment.

This is supposed to be an undeveloped land, it looks a little broken, surrounded by weeds and shrubs, and looks like a rural area.

At this moment, the sa hand in front of him suddenly stopped.

He turned his head abruptly and giggled at the poplar tree, "You've been tricked!"

This is a Chinese sentence, and it is also a Chinese person.

As soon as he finished saying this, suddenly a Zidan came from behind and hit Yang Shu's head directly.

Zidan came very quickly, and if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be killed, but he was a poplar.

He just reached out and grabbed it back, and then the Zi Dan that was moving at high speed in the air was already grabbed by him.

"You want to kill me just by playing such a small trick?" you think too easily with your eighth hand, right?" said Poplar coldly as if he was playing.

The face of the person in front of him changed, just now he didn't see how Yang Shu dodged himself like this, but now he can see clearly, he actually directly pinched Zidan with his fingers!

This!

His face was already about to turn iron blue, and his finger clamp was something he didn't dare to think about at all, but the person in front of him actually did it.

"I want to ask, what are you the number one saddler?" Yang Shu looked at the person in front of him and asked lightly.

"Twenty!" he replied slowly, with a hint of pride.

"Oh!" poplar sighed, and then said with some regret, "then it has to be changed now, and the twenty-first can be moved forward by one place!"

As soon as Yang Shu's hand moved, the single in his hand flew out in an instant.

Before the twentieth sa hand could react, the slip had already flown in front of him and was directly embedded in his head.

His eyes widened, and he died.

Poplar smacked the sam, then looked back.

It was Zi Dan who flew over again, and hit him directly at his eyebrows.

The poplar tree just shook and ding, and the child flew out again in an instant.

"Sure enough, he's a master!" At this time, the sa hand that had been hiding in the shadows finally came out.

Not only did he come out alone, but he also carried someone in his hand.

It was a guy who looked covered in blood, and it looked like he had been injured a lot.

"His name seems to be Jiang Yang, and it is very likely that he is the eighth special agent of my sa. About a hundred meters the man stood still, looking at the poplar with a grim expression.

Yang Shu looked at him, the sa in his eyes became thicker and thicker, "I dare to guarantee that you will die, and you will die very miserably." ”

The eighth sa smiled silently, "I like your character, but...... Do you really think you can smash me?"

He slowly stepped back, and then Poplar felt a huge satia coming towards him.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, and suddenly some people appeared in this undeveloped area within a radius of several miles.

An old man with a samurai dao came from the east, extremely fast, and his hand was always pressed on the handle of the dao, neither letting go nor pulling it out.

A tall, red-haired man in black came from the west, and a flame burned in his hand.

To the south, a middle-aged man who looked like a beggar was slowly approaching with his withered hand, clutching a tongue that spit out a letter.

And on the north side, a tall flash blonde woman dressed in a leather coat coldly surrounded her.

The four of them quickly gathered together, and surrounded the poplar tree in the middle.

"Do you think you'll still be able to run away?" the eighth salifer looked at the poplar and smirked.

"It's a trap. Poplar looked at him, "You're a bait." ”

"Haha, I finally got it!" the eighth saddle laughed wildly, "That's right, I'm the bait, the one who lured you to your death." ”

"Tsk, four masters, it seems that you miss me to death very much!" Poplar nodded and said lightly.

These four people are all masters, and in terms of pure strength, the strength of that Oriental samurai should be the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and the other three should not be far from the Great Grandmaster.

"You should be proud, you are what we all want to get rid of. The Toyo samurai suddenly spoke, "You have so many masters of our society, and now is your time of death." ”

Yang Shu looked at him and said lightly: "Since there are so many deaths, there are not many of you." ”

"Arrogance!" the Oriental samurai shouted angrily, in his eyes Poplar should be a dead man, but he dared to talk to him like this.

Poplar ignored him, and instead looked at the other three.

"Let me guess, you must all be here for the Spirit Tree. Yang Shu was not in a hurry at all, and looked at them and said lightly, "I didn't expect that the Spirit Tree would be able to let you unite against us." ”