"Old immortal, is Meng Wenshan suitable to be a patriarch? A soft egg has been supported by you for so many years, and I was forced by you! What happened to the cooperative remodeling of the dock? Our children and grandchildren don't have to go out to fish so hard, and there is a lot of money to be made by guarding the dock, are your heads caught in the door panels? ”

Immediately behind Meng Lu were his four sons, all with sharp blades in their hands, and finally four emaciated men in gray who closed the door with their hands.

Several old people in the Meng family saw that there were still undried blood stains on the tip of Meng Lu's knife, and it must have been someone who had ruined his poisonous hands, and they all gritted their teeth with hatred, pointing at Meng Lu's nose but were speechless with excitement.

"Meng Lu, although you are an orphan who was picked up, your parents treat you better than your own, and even when you can't get along after you leave home and escape, they don't dislike you in the slightest. helped you marry a wife, have children, start a family, and now it seems that you are a wolf cub who can't be fed, and you have wasted their hard work. ”

It turned out that there were still such things in the past, but Meng Ziyan's words did not make Meng Lu feel a trace of shame, but continued to roar.

"Old immortals, they deserve it voluntarily, have I ever begged them? I begged you, but you still support that Meng Wenshan, don't you just dislike that I am not the blood of the Meng family, and saying one thing in your mouth is not another! It's my turn to call the shots today, hahaha, you old guys, what can you do if you're not reconciled? The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, don't lie down if you have the ability. ”

Zhao Tianyou's weapon was only a tiger tooth dagger on his waist, he reached out and gently pulled it out, took a step forward, and blocked in front of Meng Lu.

"The one-armed old man is still here, how can it be your turn to call the shots?"

"Hmph, you outland drowning man! Dare to hurt my son, put up with you for a long time, I just sent you on the road together today, and tomorrow the Mengjia fishing village will be mine! Hahaha! Meng Lu laughed wildly, swung his long knife, and then retreated with his sons back.

And the four emaciated gray-clothed men behind him all showed their weapons, each with two knives, one long and one short, the long knife in his right hand was slightly bent, and the short knife in his left hand was very straight. Zhao Tianyou almost laughed in his eyes, could these guys be the Japanese people who crossed the sea from the east, what an unexpected benefit, I didn't have the opportunity to slaughter a few before, I can't let you go this time.

"Yagaya deer! You're all dead, you're all dead! Zhao Tianyou pointed to the little man in gray in his left hand and scolded jokingly.

These four Japanese people actually understood what Zhao Tianyou meant, and immediately rushed over with a roar of rage, hitting Zhao Tianyou's arms. These Japanese killers are short in stature, less than one meter six in height, but the roaring voice is still quite imposing.

But they didn't know that speed and strength were Zhao Tianyou's killer features, and when they hurriedly rushed forward, they were full of loopholes. The person who rushed to the front was shaken by Zhao Tianyou's outstretched arm, and when the long knife went to block it, he was kicked by Zhao Tianyou in the middle of his legs, and the whole person flew sideways.

His lifeline was shattered by this kick, and he let out a terrible scream in the air, and the person fainted before he could hit the ground, falling to the ground silently like a sandbag. Zhao Tianyou silently added a long knife in his left hand, skillfully holding the two long knives that were chopped over, ignoring the two short knives that stabbed directly as if he didn't see it, and waved his right hand again and again.

Mencius Yan was still sitting calmly on the chair, and when he saw two short knives stabbing towards Zhao Tianyou's left and right ribs, he saw that he couldn't dodge, so he screamed anxiously and knocked over the teacup in front of him.

"When the two short knives fell to the ground, followed by the two long knives that were sealed, the tip of the knife had already touched Zhao Tianyou's clothes, and when he was about to pierce this person's weakness, the hand holding the knife suddenly let go.

The two gray-clothed men threw away the sharp blades in their hands and covered their bloody necks with their hands, hoping to plug the wounds, and their desperate eyes were full of nostalgia for life and fear for the next moment.

"Ahem...... cough ...... "The two people want to talk, whether it is cursing or saying last words to their partners, but the trachea that has been severed can only make an intermittent sound.

The most important point of martial arts and the art of fighting for life is speed, and the current Zhao Tianyou has a great advantage in speed. At the moment when he held the two long knives, the tiger tooth dagger in his right hand was like lightning, slashing through the throats of the two Japanese people.

This is not an adventure in which the artist is bold and cheers for the people in the arena, but after countless fights and training, the accurate prediction between the speed of his movements and the opponent's killing moves is a steady experience rather than blind confidence.

Only then did the three gray-clothed killers fall to the ground, and the last remaining person was their leader. At this time, his long knife had been raised high, his legs kicked and bounced, and his head was a knife to split Huashan, and at the same time, the straight knife in his left hand flew out of his hand, directly taking Mencius Yan's heart.

This person is also ruthless enough, he made the best choice in an instant, his life is already difficult to protect, and the strength of the man opposite has made him lose hope. But all those who died on the earth were his companions, and he himself was going to follow in his footsteps, and he was extremely unwilling, he wanted to kill people, he wanted revenge, and he wanted someone to die with him.

He took off his flying knife and chose Mencius Yan, not because of his age, but because his position angle was just right, if he was lucky, he could still see the picture of the other party dying first. But he was also wrong, just like the two partners who let go of the empty door and stabbed Zhao Tianyou's soft underbelly just now, he thought that he could stab the opponent's body first.

Zhao Tianyou didn't stop the oncoming knife, but leaned slightly to the side, and the long knife in his left hand slashed diagonally, cutting down the flying knife he shot.

His blade almost fell against Zhao Tianyou's nose, and the change of direction in the middle of the force could only cut through the placket on Zhao Tianyou's chest, and when his body fell, the tip of a black-brown knife with black light in front of him was getting closer and closer.

He tried to dodge him, he wanted to shout that he was going to struggle, but his body was falling, and no matter how hard he tried or reluctantly, the black tip of the knife still reached his neck. It's just that it hurts, and his head feels like it's exploded, and he no longer feels it.

In the eyes of the people next to him, he saw that it was indeed another understanding, the skills of this Japanese killer were so poor that the person in front of him couldn't be cut if he didn't move. He also put his neck on top of someone's knife, and stabbed it up from the neck, looking at the length of the blade, it was already inserted into the head, and it was strange that he didn't die.

Meng Lu's four sons looked fierce, but they were in front of others, and they had already been beaten by Zhao Tianyou, and the shadow in their hearts was bossed. Today, I dare to face it with a long knife in my hand, but I didn't expect this killing god to play with a knife seems to be more ruthless than playing with a fist, and there is no life at a knife.

When Zhao Tianyou kicked the corpse away, the blood that came out sprayed far away, wetting the feet of the Meng family brothers.

The second child of the Meng family's legs were a little sore, his hand holding the knife was a little numb, and after a shiver, he peed his pants with a hot current under his crotch.