Zhu Meng is here.

The people in the street all stared at him.

Although he is still unkempt and indestructible, he already has a different momentum, a lion-like momentum.

"Who dares to touch my friend Zhu Meng?!"

Zhu Meng strode and roared.

This roar is very similar to the sentence on the red flower collection outside Chang'an City: "Zhu Meng's head is here, if you have the ability, take it!" ”。

When Su Weiyun saw him, he knew that Zhu Meng was back again. He couldn't watch his friends die for him, he was still the lion!

Maybe he was only temporarily extinguished before, lacking a fire guide, and Su Weiyun's arrival had already ignited this pile of dry firewood!

Some of the people on the street are the subordinates of the Lion Hall, they are not not heroes, but the situation is forced to turn back. But after seeing Zhu Meng, they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look directly at his majesty.

There are also some people who are different, they are thugs recruited by Cai Chong from other places, and they don't recognize people because they recognize money, and a few people immediately look at each other and are eager to try.

They also want to try to take the old lion's place!

Hula!

In an instant, more than a dozen people rushed up, besieging Zhu Meng, Spikes, Gao Yanfei, and Su Weiyun.

The two thin swords were the most vicious, and they pierced Zhu Meng's ribs with a "bang", and his clothes were originally covered with mud and dust, but they were washed by the blood gushing out at this moment.

And Zhu Meng didn't even care, he didn't even frown, his two big hands held the heads of the two assassins, staggered with each other, and closed violently!

Bang!

Their heads collided together, and the two assassins almost and urinated, and collapsed on the ground, unable to get up again!

Spikes use guns, high and fly to draw swords, each dealing with the thugs around them.

Among them, Su Weiyun killed the most fiercely, almost slaughtering seven people in just a few breaths!

These seven people simply didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, and they were slaughtered to death as if they were being slaughtered by chickens and dogs.

Su Weiyun tore off the mask, revealing his true appearance, and stood with his sword in his hand.

The eyes of the people on the street looking at him suddenly became very frightened, frightened, panicked.

Some of them were even glad that they didn't go to war with this god of killing yesterday. Otherwise, even if they can work together to kill this person, there will inevitably be a river of blood in the copper camel alley, and corpses will be everywhere!

Su Weiyun killed the last person beside him, suddenly put the sword at his side, sank into the dantian, gathered the internal force in his chest, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen to me, it's not too late to do it again!" ”

- The people who should be walking on this street have fled far away, but the crowd left behind is like a barrel of explosives that can be ignited at any moment, and the slightest mistake will immediately detonate the entire market!

But as soon as Su Weiyun's words came out, whether it was a disciple of the Lion Hall or a thug who was destined to die at the end of the world, everyone's emotions calmed down slightly.

——Just because Su Weiyun killed too fast and killed too hard, no one dared to ignore what he said, and no one dared to doubt whether that Xiaoxiang sword would be stabbed in their hearts the next moment.

Things are often so wonderful.

Just now, he was an inconsequential, despicable character in a big street drama; But in the blink of an eye, he has stood in the center of the world, becoming the protagonist, and no one dares to challenge his position.

Su Weiyun said slowly: "You are all disciples of the Lion Hall....... When Hall Master Zhu was driven away, you didn't kill Cai Chong; Now that Cai Chong is dead, it seems that there is no need for you to kill Hall Master Zhu completely, right? ”

This sentence is very unrighteous, but it is very 100% reasonable!

The disciples of the Lion Hall were full of shame, and they had no face to look at Zhu Meng again.

- When they came out to mingle with the rivers and lakes, they were already paying attention to a lot of blood, a sense of righteousness, drinking together, eating meat together, and swearing together; And now, they are capricious, yin and yang.

They are breaking the dreams and persistence that they once had.

At this moment, whether it is worthy of Zhu Meng or not, it really doesn't matter anymore; The important thing is that they don't seem to be quite worthy of themselves!

The spiked shoes were stained with blood, as were their bodies, and their faces were also stained with blood.

He suddenly said loudly: "Those are not all disciples of the Lion Hall, there are many people I haven't seen, and they are other thugs found by Cai Chong!" ”

Su Weiyun looked at the group of thugs, and couldn't help laughing: "You are just green forest men who collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others." Now that Cai Chong is dead, he can't afford to pay for it, why do you need to help him? ”

One of the leaders, a man in black with a big iron hook and sickle, hesitated again and again, and finally stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "There are so many of us, are we still afraid of the four of them?" Let's go up and chop them up! ”

"I think what you want is probably to kill Zhu Meng and become the master of the Lion Hall yourself!"

Su Weiyun had already made a move when he said the first word, and by the time he said the word "kill", he had already arrived in front of the black-clothed leader.

The black-clothed leader was shocked, his reaction was not slow, and he subconsciously hooked Su Weiyun's sword with a hook and sickle.

However, the sword seemed to be dodged by him, and he clearly felt that he had used his weapon to hold the blue sword, but when he looked again, the sword was already in his chest.

Phew.

There was a soft sound, and the streets were silent.

The black-clad leader slowly fell.

As soon as the black-clothed leader died, the rest of the people did not dare to move.

Su Weiyun asked, "Now that your leader is also dead, who else do you plan to make the hall master?" ”

The crows were silent, and no one dared to speak.

"Then what is the Lion Hall still trying to kill us? It's better to disband on the spot. ”

After a long time, a mysterious voice sounded: "Whoever kills this kid is the new hall master!" ”

The voice came from the crowd discreetly, as if it was deliberately concealed.

Before Su Weiyun could speak, the spikes rushed into the crowd!

Click! Click!

A sword was stabbed in the waist of the spikes, and he was shot in the shoulder by a hidden arrow from nowhere!

But he still gritted his teeth, grabbed the person who spoke, and pulled it out!

"You are also worthy of being the hall master of the Lion Hall?!"

Spikes blushed, grabbed the placket of his shirt, and roared loudly.

Su Weiyun sighed: "It turns out that the disciples of the Lion Hall would rather let a group of outlaw killers be the hall masters. I'd rather let a bunch of garbage ride on my head, Brother Zhu, or let's go. ”

As soon as these words came out, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the impact was even greater than that of killing Cai Chong!

"Who wants this bunch of dog mongrels to be the head of the hall? I disagree! ”

"This group of bastards is also worthy?!"

"Lao Tzu has long seen that they are unhappy!"

“......”

“......”

Someone drew a knife directly and slashed into the face of the person who spoke!

"Ahh

The long knife was embedded in his face, and after the person who spoke screamed, he was not dead, but his expression was even more indescribably terrifying.

Spikes endured the pain, took out the dark arrow from his shoulder, and drew the sword at his waist.

"I know that the general trend is coming, everyone is forced to be helpless, but Hall Master Zhu has returned, if you are still willing, you can put down your weapons......"

Bang!

The arrow was poisonous, and he fell.

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On the eighth day of February, heavy snow fell again.

In the cold wind and freezing snow, four carrier pigeons set off and flew from Luoyang to the white Chang'an.

It was cold all the way, and it was difficult along the way, and in the end, only two carrier pigeons flew to the destination - Chang'an City, the big dart game.

Zhuo Donglai opened the envelope and said slowly to Sima Chaoqun: "Cai Chong is dead." ”

Sima Chaoqun was slightly startled: "He doesn't look like a person who will die soon." ”

Zhuo Donglai said: "Anyone who meets that Master Su in Chang'anju will become very easy to die. ”

Sima Chaoqun frowned and said, "Did he do it again?" ”

Zhuo Donglai sighed: "He just went to find Zhu Meng, but Cai Chong did it to him without knowing whether he was alive or dead." ”

Sima Chaoqun said silently: "Then Cai Chong died unjustly. ”

Zhuo Donglai said: "But now that the Lion Hall has been integrated again, the former Lion Zhu Meng seems to be back. ”

Sima Chaoqun sneered: "But you still have a way, don't you?" ”

Zhuo Donglai said: "I still have two killer features. ”

Sima Chaoqun drank a bowl of hot burning knives, seemed a little unwilling and reluctant, and asked loudly: "Butterfly Dance is used to deal with Zhu Meng?" What else is there? ”

Zhuo Donglai put on a purple mink coat and slowly turned around and left: "There is another one that is used to kill that Master Su within seven days." ”

Sima Chaoqun didn't need to ask anymore.

If Zhuo Donglai said that he would let a person die within seven days, it would not be one more day, not even an hour, a quarter of an hour!