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Tang Biao was panicked like a lost dog, staggering all the way, listening to the footsteps tracking behind him getting closer and closer.

The people who pursued him this time were not one or two.

He knew that if he was entangled by these people, there was absolutely no chance of him escaping.

Fearful, he struggled with all his strength, and his speed sped up a few points.

The alleys twisted and turned, and occasionally a side of heaven and earth emerged from the top of the head, but it was also covered by thick dark clouds.

In such a situation, Tang Biao didn't distinguish things at all, but just fled blindly.

The damp rain had already drenched him, and with his running, the rain turned into steaming heat, rising beside him, quite a feeling of ascending to immortality.

I don't know how long I ran, Tang Biao felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and the sound of snorting and panting drove the pain of tearing his lungs.

But the sound of footsteps behind him was so constant that he didn't dare to stop.

God seemed to have witnessed his sorrow, and the weeping rain became heavier and heavier. Seeing the heavy rain, Tang Biao couldn't even open his eyes.

The heavy body turned around a corner, and the eyes suddenly opened up. The buildings and everything were gone, and in its place was a small square.

Tang Biao ran out a few more steps before he suddenly stopped.

His eyes were staring straight ahead.

Through the rain curtain, a pink color that is diametrically opposed to the gray and white of the world stands out. The floral umbrella is like a small flower that breaks out of the ground, exuding a fresh breath.

The face of the beauty under the umbrella was calm and cold, and her eyes as cold as ice looked at him in embarrassment for a moment, and there was no emotion in it.

He was very familiar with this person, even to the core. For more than 20 years, this girl has always appeared in his life.

Only now, when she appeared in front of him again, it was as if the sharpest blade had cut through all his pride. It makes him cowardly.

Behind the girl, there were still many people standing.

Among them, the two women, one green and one white, are the sword and seal of Hongmen, and they have never been inseparable from the dragon's head.

As long as you see these two people standing behind the girl, it is not difficult to guess her current status.

Tang Biao laughed at himself for a while, and he didn't know if it was the status of the girl or his current situation.

He worked hard, worked hard, and calculated in every possible way, isn't it just for that position.

But he lost everything, but the girl did nothing. occupies the position he dreamed of.

A little behind the sword and seal, the old man in a coat was full of majesty, his eyes glaring at Tang Biao, full of jealousy and hatred.

This old man is the deacon of the torture hall of Hongmen, and he is in charge of punishment in the gate. Tang Biao's crime needs to be tried by this person.

And next to the old man, the person who was also holding a black umbrella made Tang Biao grit his teeth, eager to eat him alive.

This person is Choi Jung-won. The sworn enemy he had painstakingly tried to kill now appeared alive in front of him.

At this time, the pursuers also arrived. Eleven special forces, armed with weapons. blocked Tang Biao's back road.

In this small square, Tang Biao has nothing to hide, as if he has become a turtle in an urn.

Tang Biao also stood still, except for the constant panting. I also know that I am more and less lucky today. His vicious eyes swept around, obviously holding the idea of a trapped beast fighting.

The deacon of the torture hall stepped on one step and shouted angrily: "Tang Biao." You deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and the death penalty will not escape. Why don't you tie your hands and accept the punishment of three knives and six holes? ”

Tang Biao smiled miserably and looked at him contemptuously. "How old are you? When Lao Tzu ordered Hongmen, you still don't know where to eat ashes? Now that the tiger is in Pingyang, it's your turn to get your old dog to come out and bark? ”

The old man was furious, but he did not dare to step forward.

His family knew his own affairs, and Tang Biao's kung fu was known as the first in Hongmen. Coupled with the fact that he is afraid of being young and strong, he is definitely not an opponent.

But the sword and the sigil didn't care, they both stepped forward, and drew their weapons. "Tang Biao, the dragon head sword and the seal of the head of the sect are here, today is the day to sacrifice you to the spirit of the old master in the sky."

The dragon head sword and the palm seal are the most important tokens of Hongmen, and they are also the symbols of commanding the heroes. Of course, such an important thing should be kept by the most competent people.

No matter how dangerous the situation, it is important to be able to ensure that these two things do not cause accidents.

Therefore, the person who keeps these two tokens, as you can imagine, is definitely the best in the door. The sword and the seal are dispatched together, and Rao is a master like Tang Biao who is also afraid of three points.

Tang Biao had already faintly accumulated his strength, guarding against the attack of the sword and seal.

The situation between the two sides is on the verge of breaking out, and a vicious battle to clear the portal does not seem to be stopped by this annoying spring rain.

"I'll do it!" A clear sigh, the voice ethereal as if it came from the sky, but everyone was shocked.

Because the person who said this was Situ Keke, a girl who had always maintained a strange quietness.

"Miss, you are a daughter, and you can't sit down. Tang Biao is extremely vicious and has his own retribution. Our Hongmen is full of masters, and we will definitely be able to capture him. You don't have to do it yourself. The deacon of the torture hall dissuaded worriedly.

He grew up watching Situ Keke, and in his eyes, this girl was cared for by Situ Jingyuan, delicate like a flower.

Let her go into battle in person, she can't withstand Tang Biao's fierce and domineering punch at all.

Situ Jingyuan is such a lone seedling, if something happens to her, then the old master's family will be extinct.

Situ Keke shook his head resolutely and came up with a strong reason. "My father died at the hands of Tang Biao, as a daughter, I can't avenge my father in person, who can believe in the rivers and lakes? The Situ family has been a good man from generation to generation, and although our Situ Keke is a weak woman, she can't weaken the style. ”

After speaking, Situ Keke slowly put away the umbrella.

Her movements were gentle and careful, carefully tucking every fold of the umbrella and then fastening it tightly. The action of handing over the umbrella to the sword guard is also so light, just like a famous lady in Jiangnan.

Dozens of men present looked at a girl like a lotus in the rain, and slowly walked towards Tang Biao.

Her words have reached that point, and everyone understands that things are irrevocable.

This is the rule of the rivers and lakes, and the son avenges his father, which is justified. Besides, if Situ Keke wants to lead Hongmen in the future, he will inevitably pass this hurdle.

A person who cannot even avenge his father's revenge is not qualified to become the leader of the world's largest social organization.

Choi Jung-won sighed, took two steps forward, and looked at the situation in the arena with concern.

He didn't know how Coco's kung fu was, but looking at her coquettish appearance, her body was only half of Tang Biao's. In such a duel, he is really not very optimistic about Coco's courage.

It's a pity that his kung fu is a real three-legged cat in the eyes of others. If you go up, you can't add vegetables.

Faced with this situation, he only has the share of watching the play.

Coco walked very carefully every step until he was five meters in front of Tang Biao before he stood firmly.

It can be seen that she has made sufficient preparations for today.

Not only is it a decent kung fu suit, but it is conducive to the play of fists and feet. The green silk on the head was also tightly tied behind the head, and the rippling ponytail fluttered gently, just like Coco's calm state of mind.

The rain was falling, already soaking Coco's hair. Droplets of water slid down her tender cheeks, and she couldn't tell whether it was her tears or the rain.

She only looked at Tang Biao, there was no much hatred in her eyes, she only seemed very calm. But it was such a look that made Tang Biao at a loss, and he completely lost the spirit of a martial arts hero.

Before Coco could do anything, he finally spoke. Of course, her words were addressed to Tang Biao. "You have lived up to your father's trust and nurturing grace, and you have also lived up to the expectations of Hongmen's fathers. Today, I'm going to wrap up our mistakes. ”

Tang Biao smiled miserably and tried his best to defend himself: "I failed you? Who cares what I give? How much credit have I made over the years for Hongmen's birth and death? Does Master remember? The position of the faucet should have been mine, so why did he say that he would peel it off? Since he wants to deny my efforts, then I have to fight for it myself. Am I doing something wrong? ”

Coco's eyes were still calm, but the words he said were extremely heartbreaking. "Why did you lose the inheritance qualification of the dragon head? Isn't it clear to you? How did Liu Zhensheng die? Was it really ambushed by the masters of the Black Dragon Society, or was it plotted by you? ”

"This ......" Tang Biao was startled, and finally couldn't speak.

Liu Zhensheng was the attendant of Hongmen, and his main job was to audit the accounts of each church in Hongmen. It turned out that his hands and feet were not clean, and he wanted to report it to the doorman.

Tang Biao saw that the blame was inescapable, and he killed the killer. Where did Liu Zhensheng think that he would be plotted by his own people, and he died unexpectedly.

Tang Biao simply didn't do anything, and planted Liu Zhensheng's death to the Black Dragon Society, falsely claiming that he was ambushed by the Black Dragon Society.

It's a pity that Tang Biao didn't keep things secret, and when he plotted against Liu Zhensheng, he was seen.

The matter was stabbed to Situ Jingyuan, which made the old master extremely sad. found that Tang Biao was not right-minded and was not a qualified heir to the master, so he gradually became estranged from him.

If it weren't for Tang Biao being his personal disciple, Situ Jingyuan would definitely have to implement the family law.

Situ Jingyuan thought that through his own actions, he could make his disciples change their past mistakes and be an upright person. Unexpectedly, Tang Biao had already been consumed by profit, and seeing that the inheritance of the dragon head was getting farther and farther away from him, he simply didn't do anything, and even assassinated his master.

It can be said that it is really heartbroken and hopeless.

It was only then that Cui Zhengyuan knew why Tang Biao would attack his master and do evil things that were indignant to heaven and man.

In that case, this guy really deserves to go to hell.

Situ Jingyuan had already forgiven him once, not only was he not grateful, but he didn't even let go of his loved ones for his own power.

If you don't die, it's simply intolerable. (To be continued......)