The lone sword shot is not very gorgeous, but it gives people a kind of elegance to the bone. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Le-wen-

Although what he was holding in his hand was only a dry branch, but in the eyes of the bald man, it was not inferior to the famous blade of the world, and his huge body instinctively tightened, and his eyes were withdrawn from Chu Tian and Ma Zhiwen who were leaving.

In the face of the lone sword, he has lost the kind of calmness that begins to control the overall situation.

The ten-centimeter-long dead branch pierced out, and the surrounding air was faintly filled with the sound of blades breaking through the air, which was a phenomenon of doing whatever you want, and the ultimate peak of skill.

Undoubtedly, the lone sword has reached the point where picking flowers and flying leaves can kill, even if it is like this, it is only a dead branch in his hand, which also makes the bald man feel a huge pressure.

Chirping!

With a slight sound, the tip of the dead branch broke off about two centimeters in length and fell to the ground, and there was no fluctuation in the eyes of the lone sword, and the bald man was relatively dignified.

As soon as the big hand slapped on the dead branch, the bald man's heart sank even more, and he felt that he was not shooting a dead branch that was about to completely lose its moisture, but like a hard war knife.

Usually a punch can make a mad cow unable to get up again, but now in the face of the dead branch that a child can easily break, the bald man can't let it break.

The position of the palm of the hand, when it was stabbed just now, left a faint scar, as if it had been scratched by a blade.

The two simply fought in one round, the lone sword stood in place, the bald man took advantage of the situation to retreat seven steps, the solemnity in his eyes gradually calmed down, with appreciation and fanaticism, but his tone was very calm: "You are very strong!" ”

"You're not weak either!"

Lone Sword withdrew his hand holding the withered branch, brushed over the faint blood stained on it and turned around: "Now that I have hurt you, you can go!" ”

After taking two steps out, Lone Sword stopped and didn't look back: "I'm curious, when you first appeared, why didn't you just kill Ma Zhiwen?" ”

Chu Tian didn't ask this question just now, but Lone Jian knew that Chu Tian must also be curious, there were very few strong people who had gone to the realm of bald men who could fluctuate their hearts.

Ma Zhiwen does have an elven aura that can make anyone feel a sense of joy, but both Lone Jian and Chu Tian feel that the bald man may appreciate Ma Zhiwen, but he will definitely not be a bunch of nonsense from the moment he appears, instead of being a direct killer.

The bald man tilted his head and showed a hint of banter: "You just hurt my fur and want to ask the answer from my mouth?" ”

The lone sword showed a faint smile on the bald man's face with his back to him, and suddenly the withered branch in his hand shot towards the bald man like a dart, and the castration was no less than the shot of a crossbow arrow.

The bald man's expression changed drastically with a playful face, and his hand raised to hold the dead branch.

But at the moment of touching, the bald man knew that he couldn't hold it at all, and the dead branch crossed directly from his palm, and the bald man's expression changed to a deflected head, and the speed was very fast, but in the face of the casual throw of the lone sword, it still seemed too slow, and there was a faint blood mark on the fierce face.

The bald man couldn't help but get his clothes wet with cold sweat, if he hadn't made a move to eliminate some of the power brought out by the dead branch just now, if it wasn't for the fact that his dodge speed was quite fast, the dead branch would definitely pass through his throat, this, the bald man didn't doubt it at all.

Looking at the abrasions on the palms that seemed to be scratched again, I faintly felt the pain, and looked at the eyes of the lone sword, there was no longer the beginning of the provocation, with a kind of awe: "I am convinced!" ”

Lone Sword didn't have much joy and walked forward, and at the same time a coin appeared in his hand, and under the light of the miserable white light of the night, a light lit up, just flashing the bald man's eyes.

The latter froze there, and suddenly spoke: "My name is Qianjun, Miss Ma, the fiancée of our eldest young master, and I got engaged twenty years ago!" ”

"The next time we meet, I won't show mercy to my subordinates!"

Lone Sword still didn't stop, just threw out a sentence lightly at the moment he left the gate, and when Qianjun looked again, Lone Jian's figure had disappeared into the night, but the strength left in Qianjun's mind could no longer linger.

Standing in place, Qianjun looked at his hand again, feeling the pain below: "We are developing, and society is also progressing, this time, it can't be wrong, right?" ”

Raising his head, he once again took a deep look at the dark night where there was no figure, and the thousand troops turned their heads to the other side, and also disappeared into the night, if it weren't for the broken gate still there, no one would believe that there was a murder here.

By the time Ma Zhiwen's bodyguards arrived at the emergency call, the small residence was empty, and the news was passed back layer by layer, reaching Ma Tengfei's ears.

In the brightly lit Ma Garden, when Ma Zhiwen pressed the emergency contact button, Ma Tengfei received the news as soon as possible, and sat in the hall at this time, listening to Ma Peicai's report.

After Ma Pei informed the situation of the small residence, Ma Tengfei's face, which had always had a faint smile, was covered with a lingering coldness, and he smashed his fist on the coffee table next to him, and nearly 100,000 sets of tea sets were swept down by him on the ground, crackling, 100,000 yuan, and it was gone.

The huge and slightly obese body swayed to his feet, Ma Tengfei had already dispersed his fatherly appearance, and he was usually approachable like a fortune teller, but the only thing was a kind of coldness and killing that had been in the top position for a long time.

said indifferently: "Ah Xiang, take someone to take a look, Wenwen is fine, the Ma family is stable, Wenwen is in trouble, I will pull them to accompany the funeral!" ”

Ma Peicai narrowed his eyes, feeling that Ma Tengfei seemed to know something, the former did not give Ma Peicai a chance to continue thinking, and waved his hand lightly: "Peicai, tonight's matter will be digested internally first, don't spread it for the time being, your Uncle Xiang will find a way, if you can't get cooperation with the Tang Clan, then we will take Feixiang Island ourselves!" ”

Ma Pei glanced at his father, nodded and left.

The old butler, who had been standing behind Ma Tengfei, also waved his hand to let the other servants and guards go down after Ma Peicai left, and then said softly: "Master, can you be sure that it's them?" If something happens to Miss Wenwen, I don't see any benefit to them at all, on the contrary, if Miss Wenwen marries, they can also get the shares of the Ma family in Miss Wenwen's hands. ”

Ma Tengfei's eyes were deep, and his years of experience in struggle made him smell it, and he didn't mind telling his cronies: "In the ancient dynasty, fathers kill sons, and sons kill fathers can exist, if I am not only Peicai's son, I believe I will also see the picture of brothers killing each other." ”

"Always remember that interests can create brilliance and change people's hearts, and power can make people destroy human nature, you will never understand them!"

Ah Xiang groaned, recalling Ma Tengfei's words, his cloudy eyes lit up slightly, he bowed slightly, and left the hall silently, he already knew what to do!