In a corner near the door, five thugs with thirty-two fangs tried to break out of the fire building in a group.

Jin Yiwei was about to shoot and kill, and a majestic figure fell from his height. Shatter the floor and block it in the middle.

The five thugs saw the person who came clearly, the big red robe was inlaid with tiger stripes and gold, and the bearded hair was red like flames, and they were all shocked: "Xia Mountain Tiger!"

"Roar!"

The person who came was one of the three crocodiles in the south of the Yangtze River, Qiantang Xiashan Tiger.

Two Baoding iron pills in his palms made a rolling bang. Gritted his teeth and said, "Just you bastards, dare to hurt my brother Mao Sai." The tiger is very unhappy today, take you ...... Grinding teeth!"

When the five thugs saw him angry, they were terrified.

One person scolded: "Mao Sai was injured by the old gang leader, you have a kind of revenge for him, what kind of hero is it to bully me...... Uhhhh

Before the words fell, Xia Shanhu threw a Baoding ball and shattered his face.

The summer mountain tiger is really spinning, and the muscles are bulging. The body is enlarged and the face is hideous. The red breath in the pupils turns into a red wave and soars into the sky!

"The tiger didn't carry a knife, and he tortured you with his bare hands. If you win me, you can get out of the building, it's a good deal!"

Tai Su Jing is the fourth rank of Wuhou!

Xia Shanhu, the leader of the Red Tiger Gang, is martial and powerful, and he is powerful in Jiangnan. In the face of such a strong man, the thugs were in deep despair.

The upstairs road sign mocked: "Xia Shanhu is also dispatched." He has such strength, why don't he go and fight Jing Taiyi?"

Sima Ji was dissatisfied: "You are judging with personal emotions again."

The road sign stuck out his tongue, and his eyes turned to Chen Pu, Li Chunliang, and Liu Xianming: "There are five decent children in the distance, who are fighting the thugs.

It's also considered to be a decent long face, but it's just ...... Why are you sick, can you do it...... Huh?"

The road sign suddenly pointed to a place very close to the main battlefield and said, "Sir, look at that, three thugs are surrounding a teenager."

"Oh, I saw it earlier. The thugs killed people, and this young man acted bravely and drew a knife to help. ”

Sima Ji glanced at the young man, and then returned his gaze to Jing Taiyi: "That young man knows martial arts, but he can't refine qi." Although the body is flexible, it is surrounded and cannot escape death...... Where are you going?"

The road sign gave the small notebook to Mr. and stuffed it: "Sir, you remember it first, I'll help him."

"I remember...... What helps? The law of the jungle is the law of the rivers and lakes. What matters to us is the record. ”

The road sign rolled up his sleeves and ran: "But we are people, not beasts."

The communication between people is history. I can't witness the boy's tragic death. ”

"You ......"

Sima Ji didn't hold it and shouted: "You don't know martial arts, help a ghost......"

Very close to the stage on the first floor, the dining table, chairs and stools are crooked. The three thugs sweated and surrounded a teenager in a zigzag shape.

"This little ghost...... Where is it sacred?"

The boy was dressed in a helper's cloth coat and had a large bulging bag tied around his waist.

The messy black hair covers the big and small eyes, but it can't hide the bloodthirsty gaze.

He grinned and gasped. The flesh is tired, but it is full of spirit. Although they were surrounded, they had blood on their bodies, and most of them were thugs.

In his right hand, he holds a simple short knife, which is straight and weird. The fire was scorching all around, but the knife was cold.

At this location, the main battlefield of Jing Taiyi and Jinyiwei can already be seen.

The three thugs are Liu Rui, Han Wu, and Wang Jun with thirty-two fangs. They wanted to rendezvous with Jing Taiyi, but they were dragged by a madman.

Liu Rui gritted his teeth and looked at the young man in front of him.

Originally, they had four people in a team, and they killed Jing Taiyi in many places. Attempt to meet with the old gang leader and break through.

There are countless kills and injuries at one time, so it's not happy. Suddenly, the crowd was afraid of shrinking ghosts, and suddenly went crazy.

Taking advantage of the chaos to approach, he pulled out a short knife and plunged into the heart of a companion, and blood spurted all over!

One of the four mobs was killed in one fell swoop, and the remaining three were immediately ready for revenge. Who would have thought that the young man would ...... Fighting skills, body skills, knife skills, and mentality are all excellent.

The three of them fought with him for several times, and the young man didn't fight anyone at all.

Jump up and down, block left and right. A weird short knife, fast, sharp, and fierce.

The yin blade in the flames, the killing machine is hidden! It seems that the three of them are chasing him, but it is actually a guerrilla tactic, retreating and attacking.

In this way, the three of them couldn't catch him, but were waiting for an opportunity to fight back, and each of them was scratched.

Liu Rui and the three of them are only small characters in Fangs. Since the opponent is difficult, it is natural to flee.

But who knew that the three of them wanted to leave, and this little ghost was pestering again. The three of them refused to escape alone, so they were surrounded by this young man!

The thugs had no choice but to surround the teenagers, gasping for breath from each other.

Han Wu couldn't help but say, "That little brother, the fire is very big, why don't you run for your life, what are you pestering us to do?"

We don't care if you kill our companions, how about not interfering with each other?"

This remark is already a sign of weakness, but Liu Rui and Wang Jun have no temper and acquiesce without words.

The horizontal ones are afraid of the flute, and the stunned ones are afraid of dying. In the face of this demonic madman, the thugs are also weak-hearted.

The boy didn't speak, only held the strange knife in his hand, and let out a terrible laugh.

In the face of rioters, it is often the most effective to counter violence with violence!

The thugs lamented that they were going to die in this way.

Suddenly, the fire exploded. The cold front reflected in the blazing light showed a slender sword shadow that did not conform to the short knife.

The three thugs wiped their eyes together. The six eyes were all seen in an instant, and behind the young man, there was a faint humanoid evil shadow, holding a knife and standing solemnly.

Liu Rui thought to himself: "Isn't Mo the upstart of the Assassin Row?" It's a shame that he can't refine qi, otherwise the four of my brothers will have to confess!"

Wang Jun scolded in his heart: "There's an old madman over there, is this still a little madman?" What the hell!"

The boy stepped forward and sprinted with his sword. Suddenly, two red streams flowed out of the nostrils.

"......" The young man touched his mouth full of blood, his expression was stunned, and he was a little dizzy.

The thugs were also stunned: nosebleeds? Is it injured or sick?

Suddenly reacted...... Whether it's an injury or an illness, there's something wrong with the body anyway. If you don't attack now, when will you wait?

The three of them suddenly beat the chicken blood, and they hugged each other.

The young man danced with a knife, but his nose bleeds did not stop, and his body was tired and well-hewn. The footsteps gradually sank, and the wind suddenly fell.

Liu Rui was overjoyed: "This little ghost has been fighting for so long, and he is finally tired and killed him!"

Just as he was about to kill him, a childish voice shouted: "Abominable thug! To bully more and less, why don't you retreat quickly?"

The speaker is a signpost for the scholar's dress.

It is said to be a big drink, but the road signs have always been shy, and they usually speak softly. Therefore he said...... No deterrence.

At first, the thugs thought that the brocade guard was coming, and glanced at the small body of the road sign suspiciously...... Ignore it directly, and then hit the teenager.

The road sign stared. He thought very well when he came: the thugs are frightened birds, and they only need to imitate Zhang Fei's roar on the Yang Bridge to scare them away and save people.

The road sign also thought about it, saved the boy, and in the face of thanks, he should wave his hand and say proudly, "When the road is uneven, pull out the knife to help, I am the road sign of Zhonghe Zhai!"

But now it's not needed......

Seeing that the thugs ignored them, the road sign was so angry that he grabbed the dishes and chopsticks on the table and threw them: "Thugs, bastards, get out of ......"

Han Wu was almost smashed, and he was furious: "Little beast, don't worry! I'll slaughter this little ghost, and then I'll take care of you!"

"Nima!"

Wang Jun lifted a stool and threw it at him.

The road sign hurriedly dodged, scared into a cold sweat. Settle your mind and throw ......

The three thugs were furious. Seeing that the teenager was exhausted, he threw debris back at the road sign while surrounding.

The three of them were martial arts, and the road signs were smashed and fled. It was also a loss to him for making trouble for a while and stiffening the battle situation. Although the boy's defeat has been revealed, he has been able to survive.

"What the fuck is this doing?"

Liu Rui was irritable, pulled out a dagger, and threw it at the road sign. The road sign was startled and raised his hand in despair.

With a bang, an iron rod flew in the air, spinning and knocking the dagger away!

Lin Yuan rushed out of the flames and shouted, "Big and small eyes!"

The volume was majestic, and the thugs stopped at the same time. And the young man, big and small, took the opportunity to escape. He was hunched over and gasped.

The road sign was palpitating: "Thank you for the strong man...... Hey, you're the storyteller!"

Lin Yuan said to him, "Help pick me up with the stick." Protect yourself...... Big and small eyes, it's okay!"

He finally met Ma Xiaohu. Walking over and can't help but hug.

Ma Xiaohu lowered his head and gasped for breath and stopped the nosebleed.

Glancing at him, he raised his knife and stabbed. Because of his weakness, Lin Yuan avoided surprise and said, "What are you doing?"

Ma Xiaohu shook his messy hair, his eyes were big and small, the evil shadow flashed, and he waved his knife again and again.

Lin Yuan said while hiding: "Big and small eyes, I'm Lin Yuan, blue-eyed?" What have you been subjected to?"

The three thugs saw them killing each other, and they were happy to see the excitement.

The road signs are also unknown. Seeing that Lin Yuan was in danger, he picked up the dragon iron and threw it out: "The storyteller takes the baton!"

Lin Yuan took it, and had no choice but to fight with Ma Xiaohu. Bang bang...... The short knife and iron rod collided violently, and there was a fire wire rubbing.

Ma Xiaohu advanced, and Lin Yuan retreated. The short knife, sticking sticks to the fingers, is full of skill.

Lin Yuan was in a hurry, and he was not afraid of punch to fist. But the fight between cold weapons ...... He was born in the Sunshine Age...... I really haven't beaten it.

And the opponent is a master of playing knives like Ma Xiaohu. When Lin Yuan saw Ma Xiaohu draw the knife before, he intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the knife.

At this moment, the knives and sticks were fighting each other, and he could see the shadow of the assassin hidden behind Ma Xiaohu, and he was a little afraid.

Lin Yuan fought and retreated, and was gradually forced into the sea of fire. In a hurry, he took a big puff of smoke. Suddenly, the trachea couldn't stand it.

Ma Xiaohu was armed with a knife and wanted to kill. Another roar came from the sea of fire: "Big and small eyes, stop!"

Ma Xiaohu froze when he heard this.

Lin Yuan heard it clearly, covered his chest and asked, "Yang Jian?"

The young man Yang Jian was covered in wet clothes and came through the fire: "Big and small eyes!"

"Little Lamb ......"

Ma Xiaohu's lips trembled, and the figure of the assassin behind him blurred.

Yang Jian looked at his short knife: "Yin dagger evil chong? You drew your sword!"

Lin Yuan saw that Ma Xiaohu didn't move, and bowed down and ran to Yang Jian: "Why are you back?"

Yang Jian said: "I was outside, and I didn't see big or small eyes." I felt that he was still in the building, so I came back. ”

After a pause, he said firmly: "I am brother in life and death with him, and we will never abandon each other!"

Lin Yuan asked, "What's the matter with him?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "I can't say it in a few words, anyway, the knife is weird." After being scratched, the wound heals very slowly, so don't get hurt. ”

Lin Yuan smiled bitterly: "I'm embarrassed for you to say that, I haven't fought with a knife master." And...... Ahem!"

Yang Jian heard his chest swelling and asked, "Are you wheezing?"

Lin Yuan was in pain: "Smoke ...... It's too big!"

Yang Jian gave him the wet clothes: "You cover your mouth and nose and absorb water."

looked at Ma Xiaohu: "Lend me the iron rod, I'll stop him!" He has his own restrictions on his sword, as long as he leaves his hand, he will be sealed. ”

Lin Yuan gave him the iron of the dragon: "If you want to grab the knife, my iron rod has a mechanism, you can use it."

After whispering, Yang Jian nodded, holding the stick and walking forward slowly.

Ma Xiaohu was vigilant with a knife: "Don't come over ......"

Yang Jian said: "Ma Xiaohu, big and small eyes!" You and I are brothers who live and die together and share weal and woe!

Remember? We left Ma's house together. You can't send me home, and I have been wandering the rivers and lakes for nearly two years. I met my dad and came to Nandu together.

I finally settled down and made so many good friends...... Don't be fooled by this magic knife! Calm down and resist it, and put the knife down!"