[Chapter 583]: Dead Soldier

The hall looked extremely bright under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp, and Sun Qian and the three of them sat on the sofa expressionlessly; The atmosphere was unusually solemn, and the air seemed to be frozen.

The sound of footsteps outside became more and more intense to the ears of the three of them.

Judging from the footsteps, there are many people, but there are only a few masters with light steps and fast movements; The rest are third-rate goods with heavy steps and normal movements. A sneer appeared at the corner of Sun Qian's mouth, he actually used this kind of goods to kill himself, it was simply looking for death.

What can puzzle Sun Qian is that several masters with light movements do not seem to act alone, but are guarding around a group of third-rate goods.

This deployment is really puzzling.

Masters should like to go it alone.

No matter how puzzling the deployment is, fists are the last word, kung fu is the last word, come one to kill one, come two to kill a pair. There are two masters in charge, and the master doesn't believe that he can't kill you third-rate goods.

"It's finally here." The crane-haired and child-faced master rubbed his hands excitedly.

The three of them slowly got up from the couch and walked towards the door with steady steps.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw a group of people wearing black trench coats and black masks walking into the courtyard. The black pressed piece, the number of people is indeed quite large.

Dozens of people almost blocked the huge courtyard.

"Kill."

With a resounding shout, a man in black shouted, and a group of people rushed towards Sun Qian and the three of them with a magnificent momentum and the same goal.

"Master, block the door, don't let them enter the hall." Sun Qian commanded, and ran towards a group of people as fast as lightning. There was already an extra sharp dagger in his hand.

"Flutter"

A dagger went down and slashed directly through the chest of the person in front.

Then Sun Qian quickly dodged the attack of several people behind, his figure turned quickly, his eyebrows were tightly locked, he clenched the dagger in his hand, and suddenly exerted force.

"Puff puff ......"

After a few knives, the first few people who rushed in front fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Finishing the people who rushed to kill in the first round, Sun Qian paused slightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

is such a small character, and he still wants to kill himself, which is simply looking for death.

Just when Sun Qian was proud, the person lying on the ground with the knife suddenly stood up from the ground and killed Sun Qian.

Sun Qian, who didn't expect this to be the case at all, looked at the other party's fist □□, Sun Qian's killing intent became great, and he directly restrained the opponent's □□'s arm with his left hand, held the dagger tightly with his right hand, screamed, and slashed down at the person's arm.

"Flutter"

The means were ruthless enough, and the attack was heavy enough, and with a dagger, he actually cut off the man's arm at the root.

Cutting off the opponent's arm, before Sun Qian could react, he felt a strong fist wind □□ towards him, only to see that the man used his remaining hand to hit Sun Qian's front door. Sun Qian hurriedly put down his severed arm and blocked it with both hands.

"Bang"

The opponent's fist collided with Sun Qian's forearm, making a loud sound, and Sun Qian was beaten back again and again.

What a strong fist.

There were no terrible screams, not even the slightest moans of pain. Sun Qian, who took a few steps back, slowly raised his head, but saw that the man in black with a mask who could only see a pair of eyes had hollow eyes and did not look in the slightest pain.