The man in brocade looked at the man with the scar on the ground, and his brows suddenly furrowed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When the black-faced man saw it, he hurriedly explained: "This guy not only attacked me while I was unprepared, but also gave the weapon in his hand to the enemy, and I had to kill him as a last resort, I know he saved your life, but ......"

The black-faced man said this, but he saw the man in brocade look at him coldly, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say any more.

The brocade-clothed man turned around and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his nose, "How many times have I told you, don't cut people into pieces when you cut people, it's not easy to clean up after you're done." ”

The black-faced man smiled and nodded incessantly, "Yes, yes, what the eldest brother taught me is that I will ask someone to clean up now." ”

The black-faced man winked after speaking, and several of his men immediately stepped forward.

"Slow!" The man in brocade stopped a few minions who were about to make a move, turned his head and looked coldly at the black-faced man, "I said second, just now you said that he was a traitor, and this will collect his body again, do you want to rebel too?" ”

The black-faced man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a treacherous smile, "It's me who is not good, I forgot about this, the corpse of this kind of person should be thrown here and let him be violent in the wilderness." ”

When a few minions heard this, they hurriedly took a few steps back, but saw that the man in brocade suddenly changed his face, and he was still as cold as ice just now, as if he was a little sorry again.

"No matter how you say it, he's a gang member, and the knife in his eye is ...... Forget it, give him a straw mat. ”

Listening to the words of the man in brocade, a few minions look at me, I look at you, they are in a dilemma, so they have to aim at the black-faced man and wait for him to decide.

The black-faced man was obviously a little embarrassed, although a straw mat was better than no one collecting corpses, it was still not the treatment of his gang.

It turns out that the identity of the three masters is no longer recognized, and it seems that the identity of this traitor is confirmed, but in this case, who dares to collect the body of a traitor?

"What? Don't understand what I'm saying? The man in brocade looked angry, "Our gang has always put righteousness first, he is unkind, but we can't be unrighteous." ”

As soon as these words came out, several minions hurriedly stepped forward and prepared to carry the scarred man away.

"He's not a traitor."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and turned their heads to look at Chen Mo, who had gotten up from the ground at some point.

"What's your brother's name?" Chen Mo wiped the blood from his face and looked calm.

The minions looked at each other, and the question seemed to be asked a little inexplicably, as if they were asking the dead man on the ground.

The man in brocade frowned, and the black-faced man hurriedly leaned over to test the scar man's snort.

"And ...... angry," the black-faced man looked at the man in brocade cautiously.

The face of the man in brocade clothes became very ugly, although the man with the scar was already angry, but he didn't realize that the person was still alive when he was close to Chi Qi, which was a big loss of face.

He looked at Chen Mo coldly, although this person was already seriously injured, he could still clearly perceive the breath of the scar man, indicating that this person's skill was still above his own.

Therefore, this little man in front of him must not be kept.

People in the underworld have always believed in one thing, once they have the opportunity, they will never leave the other party a chance, especially when facing opponents who are stronger than themselves.

Right now, Chen Mo was covered with scars, and it seemed that it was very difficult to even stand, but he was still repeating the question just now.

"What's your brother's name?"

This time, the man with the scar finally slowly raised his remaining left hand, writing something on the ground with his own blood, and it seemed that he had no strength to speak.

"And your name." Without waiting for the scar man to finish writing, Chen Mo spoke again.

The man with the scar paused slightly, and his already trembling hands trembled even more.

The man in brocade watched coldly from the sidelines, and the posture of the two of them made him feel an inexplicable sense of humiliation.

As Chen Mo took the first step, this sense of humiliation became more and more intense, and eventually evolved into annoyance.

The man in brocade had only one thought in his mind at this time, he must not let Chen Mo walk up to the man with the scar and see the name written in blood on the ground.

"Kill me!" The man in brocade yelled hysterically.

"Get out of here!" Chen Mo said calmly.

Out of fear of the man in brocade, all the minions immediately surrounded Chen Mo.

But out of instinct, none of them dared to take the lead.

The man in front of him, covered in blood, seemed to exude an aura, as if once he got close, he would be torn to pieces by the wind formed by this aura.

"Whoever can kill him will be the third master from today onwards!"

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, in the eyes of these Jianghu people, the condition offered by the man in brocade is too tempting, even if it is at the cost of his life.

A few outlaws gritted their teeth and rushed forward.

Chen Mo took one by one, cleaned up neatly, but he was stabbed firmly on his left shoulder.

This pain made Chen Mo almost fall again.

He subconsciously propped it up with his hand, but grabbed the knife stuck in the ground.

If it weren't for the injuries on his body that were not completely healed, he would not have ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo showed a look of annoyance, he turned his head and looked at his hand that grabbed the handle of the knife.

He seemed to realize something, and instantly withdrew his hand, and there was still a little palpitation on his face.

When the man in brocade saw this scene, he seemed to suddenly understand something, "Are you afraid of that hand, or are you afraid of holding a knife?" ”

Chen Mo lowered his head and never said a word, but his eyes were staring at the knife.

The brocade-clothed man seemed to have gotten the answer, and he sneered: "A martial artist is afraid of weapons, this is really a big joke. ”

As the brocade man spoke, he suddenly snatched the long knife from the black-faced man's hand, and then the knife fell, and he cut off the hand that the man with the scar was writing.

Blood spurted out, instantly staining the ground red, drowning the two unfinished names on the ground.

An irrepressible anger suddenly ignited in Chen Mo's heart, he clenched his teeth and trembled, his eyes were suddenly full of bloodshots, and his hand unconsciously reached for the handle of the knife again.

On the handle of the knife, the broken arm remains.

Chen Mo touched the hand that no longer had a trace of body temperature, and immediately felt a chill attack, but this time, he did not withdraw his hand.

"If you want to pull out the knife, why twist and pinch? Come, I'll help you. ”

Chen Mo was shocked when he heard this, but just when he was distracted, the man in brocade had already rushed in front of him and kicked out an astonishingly powerful kick with lightning speed.

Chen Mo was caught off guard, and the severed arm on the handle of the knife was kicked out on the spot, and the knife also came out of its sheath under this force.