Thunder roared, and silver snakes danced.

The rain became heavier and heavier, as if the Milky Way was pouring down.

Yang Shouwen sat at the entrance of the pavilion, watching the heavy rain pouring outside the pavilion, stunned and motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song and Yang led the others to gather in front of the stone monument, talking and laughing.

"It's raining heavily!"

Zheng Jingsi and Yang Chenglie stood at the other entrance of the pavilion, looking at the tomb not far away.

Zheng Jingsi said: "This year's rain is not ordinary! In previous years, when it was cold, I had never seen such a heavy rain. ”

"yes." Yang Chenglie replied.

However, he seemed a little absent-minded, and his eyes swept to Yang Shouwen on the other side of the pavilion from time to time.

The structure of the Pangui Pavilion is somewhat different from other pavilions. It was not a round, airy pavilion on all sides, but a rectangle with only two entrances and exits, walls of stone on either side, and a triangular roof on top.

"Wenxuan, you were ...... back then I've always been curious, including Jujuro, but I didn't dare ask.

If it's convenient for you, say it, and forget it if it's inconvenient. I'm just curious, how did you disappear back then? ”

"Back then, something happened."

Yang Chenglie was speaking, his eyes suddenly froze, and he looked ahead.

I saw that on the mountain road covered by pouring rain, a group of people suddenly appeared and rushed towards this side.

With a stirring in his heart, Yang Chenglie pushed Zheng Jingsi into the pavilion with his backhand, and then pulled out the Broken Dragon Treasure Knife.

"Son, be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw two men rushing out of the crowd, half-kneeling in the rain, and drawing their bows and arrows. and shot at Yang Chengyeol.

The knife in Yang Chenglie's hand flew and knocked the two arrows away.

Yang Shouwen suddenly came to his senses, and the detective grabbed the gun from his side.

Holding the barrel of the gun with one hand and swiping the pouch with the other, the tiger swallowed the big gun in his hand.

Two strong men in leather armor rushed around the pavilion to the entrance, and Yang Shouwen stood up. After taking a step forward, he was short in lunge, and said sharply: "No return gun, no return gun." ”

The tiger swallowed a big gun and snorted, and a sound of wind pierced out.

The sharp wind on the gun even tore open the rain curtain and penetrated into the body of a big man.

Without waiting for the strong man to let out a miserable scream, Yang Shouwen stepped forward in a wrong step and knocked the big man away. Spin around and shoot again.

"Jasmine Yang, help my dad!"

Yang Jasmine was holding a meatloaf in one hand and a rice ball in the other, and was eating sweetly.

Hearing Yang Shouwen's shout, he grinned, stuffed the fist-sized rice ball into his mouth, and then grabbed the iron mallet from his side and rushed to the other end of the pavilion.

"Big Alang. Jasmine Yang is here. ”

He muttered as he munched on the rice balls.

That's when it happened. A sharp arrow flew and struck the meatloaf in his hand. The meatloaf shattered all of a sudden, but it made Yang Jasmine furious.

Yang Jasmine has a good temper, but that doesn't mean he won't be angry.

It's okay for you to beat me and scold me, but if you spoil my food, it's a mutual enmity.

"Give me back the meatloaf."

Jasmine Yang roared. Rice grains splattered in his mouth.

The gavel in one hand was raised upward, and the bell shattered the steel knife in the hand of one of the Assassins, and the other hand opened the gavel, smashing into the Assassin's head. Yang Jasmine's eyes were filled with tears, and she roared like a mad lion.

"Give me back the meatloaf. Give me back the meatloaf! ”

One year younger, Yang Jasmine is a few centimeters taller than when she first came to Yang's house. However, his strength grew even more terrifying. In the past, Yang Shouwen and Yang Jasmine could still wrestle, but now Yang Shouwen is no longer an opponent.

If he and Jeddah join forces, they will be able to confront Yang Jasmine.

But if it's one-on-one, it won't take long to lose.

Yang Jasmine's face was full of anger, and a pair of iron mallets flew up. In the blink of an eye, the three Assassins collapsed outside the gazebo, either with their brains burst or their bones broken. At this time, Yang Chenglie also cut down an assassin to the ground.

"Wenxuan, what's going on?"

Zheng Jingsi hugged Zheng Qian and hid by the stele.

Yang Chenglie held the Broken Dragon Treasure Knife, stopped an assassin, and replied loudly: "I don't know, why are there so many assassins. ”

"Who are you waiting for, I'm ......"

Zheng Jingsi stood up and wanted to report himself.

A sharp arrow flew in, but fortunately, Yang Rui on the side had a quick eye and a quick hand, and knocked Zheng Jingsi away at once.

"Uncle Twenty-Nine, don't stand up, there are archers!"

As he spoke, he ran towards Yang Shouwen.

Song was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "Erlang, come back quickly." ”

It's just that Yang Rui had already run out of the pavilion at this time and picked up a big knife from the side of a corpse.

"Erlang, go back!"

Yang Shouwen was surrounded by three strong men at this time, and when he saw Yang Rui running out, he was also shocked and shouted loudly.

An assassin walked around the pavilion and saw Yang Rui stabbing with a spear.

At this time, Song Ping also ran out, picked up a gun from the ground, stopped sideways in front of Yang Rui, and snapped the big gun away.

"Damn it!"

Yang Shouwen shouted angrily, the big gun vibrate, and it stabbed out with a buzz.

His shot was so fast that it turned into an afterimage. The gas on the gun was even more wrapped in rain, and it pierced into the chest of a strong man. It's just that the strong man is also a fierce man who is not afraid of death, he lost the knife in his hand and grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands.

"Gyro gun!"

Seeing this, Yang Shouwen did not panic, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the barrel of the gun suddenly spun around.

The tremendous force shattered the strong man's hands, and drilled a fist-sized blood hole in his chest......

"Yang Jasmine, stay at the entrance, dad go and help Erlang."

As he spoke, Yang Shouwen turned around, grabbed the big gun with both hands and shook it hard, throwing the strong man's body out.

At the same time, Yang Chenglie also reacted, and came to the other end of the pavilion.

Yang Jasmine is a broad-shouldered, round-waisted, and strong physique, which is not inferior to adults. Standing alone at the entrance was enough for the Assassins to get in. Yang Chenglie is by Yang Jasmine's side, and his usefulness is not very great, so it is better to stay at the other end.

After Yang Chenglie came to the other end of the pavilion, the pressure on Yang Rui and Song Ping dropped sharply.

"Hide your body and don't move."

At this time, Yang Shouwen had already killed Yang Jasmine's side.

Two sharp arrows flew in, and Yang Shouwen snapped one away, but was shot in the arm by another sharp arrow.

He snorted and pulled out the sharp arrow with his backhand, and the blood instantly stained the sleeves red.

"Where did these people come from?"

Yang Shouwen only looked at it with a big eye, and found that the number of people on the other side was as many as fifty or sixty, which made him secretly frightened.

"I don't know!"

Yang Chengyeol yelled on the other side.

At this moment, Zheng Jingsi's angry roar came from the pavilion: "Pan Daozi, do you want to provoke a war between the Pan and Zheng families?" (To be continued......)