Chapter 643: Yan Laosan

Baiyijian is a mysterious organization that operates secretly, but its power is amazing.

There is nothing in white clothes, so I have to fill the garden with spring.

Wherever this sentence appears, it will bring blood and blood. Legend has it that the white-clothed stream masters gathered, and the methods were strange and vicious.

The black-faced coachman still stood there motionless.

In the snow, two people, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared. The two men were of different heights, but they were both dressed the same. The two men were almost wrapped in white cloth from head to toe.

The black-faced coachman looked at the two people in front of him coldly, and suddenly said, "There is one thing that Xu has never understood. ”

The tall man in white said in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

The black-faced coachman said: "Xu Mou has already withdrawn from the Agarwood Little Jade Pavilion, and the grievances and grievances on the green forest road have long been put aside, I don't know why you still want to come to the door?"

The tall man in white sneered: "If that's the case, you may be able to live a few more days, but it's a pity that it's ......" He said, and two fierce lights suddenly burst out of his eyes.

The short man in white said on the side: "It's a pity that Xu Thirteen's family is not over, and he came out to wade into troubled waters again today." ”

The black-faced coachman had a cold face: "Xu owes others a favor, and he wants to settle it today, and I hope the two of them will be fulfilled." ”

The tall man in white looked up to the sky and laughed: "We really want to be the master of Xu Thirteen." It's a pity that if we let go of the thirteen masters, I will break our own rules. ”

The short man in white continued on the side: "If the rules are broken, the prestige will be gone, so please forgive me for the thirteen masters." ”

The black-faced coachman sneered: "You want to put Xu to death?"

The tall man in white sighed softly: "We can't help it. ”

The short man in white continued, "We've got it clear. Xu Thirteen is a ghost under the spring, don't blame our brothers for being ruthless. ”

The black-faced coachman sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability yet!"

The tall man in white looked at the black-faced coachman with sad eyes, and said lightly: "We never do things that we are not sure of." ”

The short man in white continued: "If you don't attack, you will win." If you don't hit, you will kill. That's what we're talking about. ”

The black-faced coachman sneered: "So it seems that Xu can only sit and wait to die?"

The tall man in white said: "We expect that Your Excellency will definitely fight the trapped beasts." So, we have been prepared for a long time. ”

The short man in white continued: "Everything is foreseen, and everything is lost!"

The black-faced coachman sneered: "In this way, Xu will definitely die?"

The tall man in white and the short man in white looked coldly at the black-faced coachman.

The black-faced driver only felt a little chill on his body, and the thin clothes on his body seemed to be unable to stop the cold in the sky.

The tall man in white suddenly said: "Your Excellency's copper-headed and iron-brained iron brain may not be able to withstand the joint blow of our brothers." ”

The short man in white continued: "Xu Thirteen's hard skills have been well-known in the rivers and lakes for decades, but it's a pity that no matter how powerful his martial arts are, he has his fatal weakness. He looked at the black-faced coachman and smiled: "Although Xu Shisan's hard skills are powerful, it's a pity that there are only seven layers of fire, especially when changing moves, there are at least twenty-nine flaws. As long as we take our chances, we can win with one blow. ”

The tall man in white said coldly on the side: "Your Excellency has a fatal flaw, and I am embarrassed to say it." ”

The short man in white immediately continued: "That is the biggest secret in the life of Xu Thirteen, but unfortunately, we know it." ”

The black-faced coachman's face turned purple, and the fear in his heart, like a lake bursting its banks, suddenly gushed out.

The two men in white made a move at this moment. Each of them had two more four-inch-long daggers in their hands. The dagger pierced through the snowflakes that flew in the sky, stabbing the black-faced coachman's chest and ribs like a viper.

Blood, shot like a javelin.

The black-faced coachman's sturdy body fell to the snow.

The two men in white let out a sigh of relief, and the bloody daggers in their hands slid strangely into their sleeves.

The woman had been lying quietly in the snow, but at this time, there was not the slightest hint of panic on her face.

Two men in white walked over silently, both eyes shining with a thief's light.

The tall man in white stood still, staring at the woman with knife-like eyes, and then up and down, looking at the woman all over.

The woman smiled. Smiled very flatteringly.

The short man in white looked at the woman, and suddenly let out a long sigh: "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, could it be that Xu Heizi is planted in her hands." ”

The tall man in white sighed: "Speaking from the heart, this woman is indeed a stunner, and when I see it, I can't help but want to spend my thoughts." ”

The short man in white smiled: "I'm even more powerful than you, not only am I thinking, but I can't help but do it." ”

As the short man in white spoke, he actually snatched it in one step.

Instead of dodging, the woman straightened up and met her.

The body of the short man in white suddenly froze, because he suddenly smelled death.

The eyes of the tall man in white were also full of horror,

In the snowstorm, I don't know when, there was a person standing. The man was hunched over, hunched over, and looked small and thin under the snowy village support.

The thin man's head is very large, and his chin is particularly long, and under the pointed chin, there are dozens of burnt and burnt beards.

The two men in white exclaimed in surprise almost at the same time: "Hunchback...... The third ......"

Who would have thought that this inconspicuous thin camel would be the third master of the Agarwood Little Jade Pavilion.

Agarwood Small Jade Pavilion, a total of thirteen masters. This skinny camel is in third place.

Agarwood Xiaoyuge is a Jianghu organization, although the scale is not large, the prestige of the rivers and lakes is very high. The thirteen masters are all good at the rivers and lakes. But the strange thing is that this famous Jianghu organization has suddenly declined in the last year or two. The boss Tong also died in his apartment without explanation.

No one knows what happened to the Agarwood Little Jade Pavilion, the decline of the Agarwood Little Jade Pavilion, and the death of Boss Tong are still a mystery!

The tall man in white had stabilized his mind, he looked at the thin camel and smiled: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Yan senior, I have been looking up for a long time." ”

The short man in white arched his hand on the side and said: "Yan San is in charge, wise and martial, outstanding but not outstanding, and it is also an eye-opener in the next." ”

Yan Laosan didn't seem to hear the words of the two white-clothed men, and he walked to the body of the black-faced coachman with a blank face.

The snowflakes covered the face of the black-faced driver.

Yan Laosan slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the snow off the black-faced coachman's face.

"Did you kill him?" Yan Laosan's voice was extremely cold. The two men in white looked at each other, and neither dared to answer.

The woman in the snow slowly stood up, her little white hands caressing the corners of her clothes.

Yan Laosan slowly stood up, glanced at the woman, and said coldly: "You two are not Xu Shisan's opponents, but it's a pity that there is this woman." ”

(End of chapter)