Not long after, in the hall, Zhou Hua brought a lot of delicious food, after Yang Pojun was full.

He carried a jug of wine, jumped in shape, and flew directly to the roof.

Yang Pojun sat on the roof and took a sip of Lao Baigan, and the liquor entered his throat as if it were burning.

Immediately, there seemed to be a flame burning in the stomach.

Yang Pojun looked at the bright moon in the sky and said in a low voice: "Brothers, now I am already in the realm of mythical masters, and the residence of the Dark Thirteen Taibao is in Liangzhou Province, I don't know where it is." ”

"But don't worry, when I solve the underground forces on this side of Youzhou, I will go to them."

"They killed you, you cast dreams for me every day, I know, you don't even look blind, you have sacrificed so much for the motherland and the people, even your own lives, you are all damned bastards of the Thirteen Taibao."

"Otherwise, a group of our brothers will return to the motherland together and return to their hometown with honor, but now only my eldest brother and I live alone in this world, and my heart is like a knife every day."

After speaking, Yang Pojun raised his head and drank a bottle of Lao Baigan directly.

Yang Pojun's eyes were full of tears and said: "Big brother, I often persuade myself not to be immersed in the past and have nothing to extricate myself, but you know, big brother, I value love and righteousness, you want me to forget you, how is it possible." ”

"In this life, the hardest thing to forget is the word love."

Yang Pojun felt his head dizzy.

He pulled out his cigarette and smoked it in one puff.

A pack of cigarettes was smoked by Yang Pojun, and he felt that his throat was a little dry.

Yang Pojun took a deep breath and stood up.

It's already past three o'clock in the morning.

Even the prosperity of big cities has begun to subside gradually.

A lot of them are rested, rested, and can work well the next day.

And now Yang Pojun jumped from the roof.

Yang Pojun asked Zhou Hua to send him not far from the Bloody Hand Society.

After arriving at the destination, Yang Pojun let Zhou Hua leave.

Yang Pojun was carrying a spear on his shoulder, and he walked crookedly, when he stood in front of the Bloody Hand Club with a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Pojun opened his hazy eyes and said, "It's worthy of the Bloody Hand Club, it looks different." ”

The Bloody Hand will have tall walls, making the Bloody Hand look a little mysterious.

The gate, in particular, is all made of marble sculptures of various beast patterns.

The arches are very tall and give it an atmospheric feel.

Above the gate, there is a large lamp hanging, and there is a security room next to it, where martial arts masters are waiting.

Yang Pojun's sudden appearance made the two security guards of the Bloody Hand Club run out of the security room in an instant.

They looked at Yang Pojun with a frown and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing!" This is the Bloody Hand Society! Miscellaneous people, no approaching! ”

After all, they felt a dangerous aura from Yang Pojun.

They thought it would be better to ask first.

But now that Yang Pojun has drunk, a hideous look appeared on his face, and his smile became gloomy: "I heard that the Bloody Hand will be the ruler of this underground gang, which means that you are not good birds!" Then I'll send you to Huangquan Road! ”

"Hehe, I heard that there are girls on Huangquan Road who jump off their clothes, I'll send you to taste the big beauties with big breasts/buttocks!"

The two security guards immediately prepared to call the guards.

But at this time, I saw only a dim light.

An afterimage flickered away from the two of them.

The two had just taken a few steps.

"Poof!"

I saw that the chests of the two were pierced by a spear.

They went through as if they were skewers.

The two of them trembled, their faces were pale, and they were still looking at the place where Yang Pojun was standing just now, and fear and despair appeared in their eyes.

Yang Pojun stood behind them, his figure a little shaky, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Yang Pojun turned his back to them, held the tip of the spear, and pulled it through directly.

The spear was pestled to the ground by Yang Pojun, and the body of the spear was shocked, and blood splattered everywhere.

I saw that blood seemed to spurt out of the water pipe on the chests of the two people.

The two of them fell to the ground on their knees, blood coming out of their mouths, and then they planted their heads in front of them, and they didn't bat at their heads.

Yang Pojun looked up at the somewhat dim moon and sighed: "New era, this is a wonderful word. ”

Now Yang Pojun has a mask on his face.

So he looks like a middle-aged man, with a shallow beard, full of manliness.

The smell of blood blew quickly towards the inside of the Bloody Hand Society, blowing with the wind.

As a mythical master in the Blood Hand Society, he was the first to smell the smell of danger.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

In the Blood Hand Meeting, a powerful murderous aura rose into the sky like a stormy wave.

These murderous auras are like tigers descending from the mountains, domineering and awe-inspiring.

Yang Pojun's eyes were in the villa in the Bloody Hand Society, and he quickly looked at several places: "One, two, three...... Hehe, I didn't expect there to be five mythical masters in the Blood Hand Meeting! ”

"It is worthy of being the ruler of these miscellaneous gangs, and there is even a strong man with a mythical master and intermediate cultivation, this is a strong force that can kill me!"

"But I'm here today, just to ask for a bloody battle, naturally I won't give up, I'm cool, I feel pain, which makes me feel like I'm not a walking dead!"

Because Yang Pojun suffered from war paranoia.

He sometimes becomes crazy as a pervert, enjoying the endless killing, enjoying the madness that the smell of blood brings to him.

It was in that fantasy that he felt like a human being.

Not a numb shell.

Maybe it was because he saw his brothers leave one by one on the battlefield, he was much sadder, and his emotions and thoughts had become inviolable.

He didn't know when he would become so cold-blooded.

Maybe it's because of the ravages of time, or maybe it's because he's really changed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, five powerful murderous auras rushed out of the Blood Hand Society.

Immediately, the other martial arts masters in the Blood Hand Guild also rushed towards the gate.

The powerful murderous aura seemed to condense into a fierce monster roaring in the sky of the Bloody Hand Society.

It seems that those who dare to invade the territory of the Blood Hand Society will die without a place to bury.

"Who's coming?"

The majestic figure contains a powerful energy, and the thunder is rolling.

It was as if the void was about to be shattered.

"My bloody hand has been crisscrossing Youzhou Province for decades, and you are still the first person to come to us to spread the wilderness in person!"

"Your Excellency will report to the mountain if you have a kind!"

Bang!

The Five Divine Masters contained a powerful murderous body, like five meteorites, and smashed down in front of the gate of the Blood Hand Society.

The ground is shaking, the dust is flying, and the murderous atmosphere is rolling!

There are a few mythical masters who are strong in primary cultivation, and they are all stronger than chasing the wind and cutting the moon!

(End of chapter)