"There are still people!" The thin man screamed, waving his hands wildly, trying to chase away the black mass from his face.

In the next moment, he cried out again: "My eyes! ”

Something, brushed twice, sharply scratched on both of his eyes.

He almost fainted in pain.

As he screamed, the weight on his face vanished.

The thin man wanted to fight back, only to realize that he couldn't see.

His eyes were hot, and he could feel the blood left, so he should be blind.

That didn't know what blinded him.

The tear mole man and the fat man were also shocked by this sudden change, they didn't care about "there are still people" at all, and the black group had already been killed.

The fat man stretched out his arm to stop the black ball.

The black mass twisted vigorously in the air, and with the help of the thick arm, it leaped again, and went straight to the fat man's door.

The tear mole man shot.

He pulled out a fan from his waist, brushed it open, and stopped it horizontally in front of the fat man.

Boom.

The black mass bounced off, and the soft body flipped over and fell to the side.

The tear mole man said, "It's a black cat!" ”

The fat man was shocked, it turned out to be a cat, and the thin man was so good that he actually called a cat to scratch his eyes and roll on the ground in pain?

"Damn!" He took a sip and reached out to grab the black cat.

Ebony quickly dodged.

It just wants to curse!

I don't know what kind of material the fan is made of, and when it goes down with its claws, let alone scratches it, its claws hurt.

People who use this kind of thing for self-defense don't look like a good thing!

There is a debtor who is wronged, and Ebony is the most clear.

He didn't bother to care about the fat man, just the other party's tendon meat, just brute strength, dexterity is not enough, don't want to catch it.

It's going to settle accounts with the insidious villain who made the fan!

With the strength of his limbs, Ebony jumped up again and rushed straight to the tear mole man.

Dangdangdang!

The tear mole man used a fan to block Ebony's successive attacks, and said to the fat man: "Don't worry about this cat, you go and see the car." ”

The fat man was obedient and decisively turned around and rushed to the carriage.

With the experience of the thin man suffering, the fat man did not rush into the car in a daze, he lifted the curtain at the same time, and covered the car with one side.

There was no movement in the car, as if there was no one inside.

The fat man then looked inside.

It was pitch black in the carriage.

As he emerged, all of a sudden, two cat meows rang out in the car.

Sharp tearing.

Not good!

The fat man instinctively withdrew his hands and blocked the front door, so as not to end up with the thin man.

Boom!

He was greeted not by a black cat that came out, but by a heavy blow on the head, and then, one after another.

In the carriage, Wen Yan was expressionless, holding a short table in his hand, and the horns of several sons were smashed down against the fat man's head.

Blood gushed out.

Wen Yan did not stop, but smashed more and more.

Until the fat man's body flew out sideways.

Huo Yixiao jumped down from the private room upstairs and kicked the fat man out.

Wen Yan got out of the car, made a violent force, and smashed a few more on the head of the rolling thin man.

The thin man's body was stunned, his head tilted, and he completely fainted.

"You ......" Huo Yixiao looked at her twice, full of ruthlessness, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

He thought that Wen Yan would not have the strength to fight back when facing the enemy, but he didn't expect that one person and one cat, with proper cooperation, would be quite like that.

A thug jumped down, and now was really not the time to speak.

Even, from other parts of the dark and unlit Zhuangzi, there were people rushing out one after another.

Huo Yixiao's face sank violently, and his movements opened and closed widely, and for a while, he stopped people to death, not telling them to get close to the carriage.

It's spacious, and it's easier to play than in a private room.

But the difference in numbers is too great.

Of course, he can get out of the way, but what about Wen Yan?

It was a surprise and took the lead before, and when it really fell into the chaos, Wen Yan was bound to suffer.

Even, as long as the other party captures Wen Yan......

No, when these people rushed into the private room, Xu Qirun was also invincible to more than a dozen hands, the Fang family brothers did not know martial arts, and the other party picked up Xu Qize and Huo Yixuan, who were drunk and unconscious, and the victory and defeat were already divided.

Wen Yan also knows the situation.

She grabbed a few pieces tightly and said quickly: "Hold on for a while, I just set off fireworks, and Hidden Thunder will definitely bring people to support." ”

Canglangzhuang is in such a remote place, if they didn't have Xu Qize to lead the way, they wouldn't have found this place at all.

In case something goes wrong, there is no backup, and the situation is critical.

Therefore, when Huo Yixiao followed Xu Qize up, Wen Yan had already lit fireworks.

The fireworks that soared into the sky were very clear in such darkness, and once the hidden thunder saw it, he knew that they were in trouble and immediately came to the rescue.

Huo Yixiao listened, and he had some bottom in his heart, and explained to Wen Yan: "You hide by yourself!" ”

There must be a limit of people he can stop, and such a large courtyard, going around to the side of Wen Yan, he can't reach it.

Wen Yan does not hide.

She drew a dagger and severed the rope twice, separating the horse from the carriage.

Then, she rolled over and jumped on the horse's back, patted the horse's neck, and clamped the horse's belly between her legs.

Phew—

The horse lifted its two front hooves, quickly landed again, and rushed forward.

As if he had taken off the reins, he went on a rampage, even until he reached the tear-mole man, and knocked the man out with one butt on the side of the horse.

The Tear Mole Man was so entangled in Ebony that he couldn't completely avoid it when the horse came crashing into him.

After taking seven or eight steps back, he barely managed to stabilize his body, half-kneeling to support his body.

Wen Yan commanded the horse and continued to collide forward, knocking three or four people in a row.

In the flower hall upstairs, Xu Qirun seemed to be about to lose it.

He set up the round table with one hand, rushed forward, and squeezed the thugs to the door, leaving a piece of ground under the window.

Then, he quickly lifted Huo Yixuan's back collar and threw the person downstairs from the window with all his strength.

Thanks to this, this is a second floor, and you can't fall to death if you throw it down.

It's better to suffer some skin injuries than to be killed by these crazy people.

threw Huo Yixuan, and he went to mention Xu Qize again.

Xu Qi is a martial artist, tall and big, and his muscles are strong, much heavier than Huo Yixuan.

Xu Qirun didn't even mention it for the first time.

He regained his strength, threw people out, and couldn't stop slandering: If you don't wake up like this, how much did you drink? It's not very useful when it matters! If they were awake, they would have been able to get out a long time ago, as for being trapped by these little minions in front of them?

Xu Qirun dealt with the two drunks, preventing the thugs from rushing over, and saying to the Fang brothers: "Jump by yourself, or will I throw it?" ”

The Fang brothers almost cried, trembling their limbs, crawling to the window, and jumping down with their eyes closed.

Xu Qirun followed closely to the ground.

He wanted to throw everyone into the carriage, but when he saw it, he was shocked.

A rook is a car, and a horse is a horse.

The car did not move on the side, and the horse was driven on a rampage by Wen Yan.

What to do now!