"Humph!"

Matt snorted coldly, pulled directly hard, and pulled the stick unexpectedly towards him, and at the same time, his strong thigh was lifted violently, and he slammed his knee into the stick. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The bald old man, who was called Master Yizang by the stick, frowned slightly, Matt's knees had already hit the hands that the sticks hurriedly put out, and the sticks only felt that the palms of the hands were instantly numb, and there was an unspeakable sharp pain in the wrists, which seemed to be broken by Matt's hard bang, and immediately retreated with strength.

However, at this moment, Matt's previously amputated arm was stretched out, directly clasping the wrist of the stick, and the other fist had immediately followed, and suddenly there was a muffled bang.

Matt's fist didn't hit the stick as it was intercepted again.

A tall man with a strong figure suddenly rushed up, his thick arm was directly inserted between Matt and the stick, and his wrist was flipped and forced, directly discharging Matt's palm that was holding the stick's wrist, and the muscular knotted body stepped forward, and the body suddenly squeezed away from the stick, and at the same time the other arm stretched out, and the powerful big hand directly grabbed Matt's fist, and by this heavy blow, the muscular man didn't even shake it.

The muscular man's face was cold, or he was actually slightly paralyzed, and he was looking at Matt with a cold expression at this time, as if he had been twisted together by the thick eyebrows that had been deeply drawn, and said to Matt indifferently: "You should stop, now, it's not too late." ”

Matt didn't react to this, he wrestled his fist, but the muscular man's thick five fingers were like tightly clamped pliers that made him unable to break free, so he no longer broke free, but stepped back with one thigh, clenched his fist around his waist, his body was like a strong bow that was pulled away, and suddenly he screamed violently, and a punch was punched out!

"Humph!" The muscular man's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed, and a cold snort suddenly came out of his mouth, and at the moment when Matt's fist was about to hit his waist and abdomen, he suddenly opened the palm that was holding Matt's fist, and pushed hard, and in an instant, a powerful force was released from his palm, directly knocking Matt's entire arm away and even the whole person flew out, and it took two turns in the air before falling heavily to the ground, raising a puff of dust.

"It's gas! Master of Stone......"

The stickman on the side glared in panic, and couldn't help but step forward to look at Matt's situation.

"He's fine." The muscular man known as the stone raised his arm to block the stick, and said in a faint voice, "I left my hand." ”

Hearing this, he didn't question it, and nodded.

Master Shi is a master of qigong, proficient in the use of qi, and his combat power can be called the number one master of the Holy Society except for the most mysterious master of the Holy Society, and he is also the most loyal, brave, and honest person, especially he never lies.

And sure enough, Matt was about to get up again soon after the end, he didn't seem to feel the numb arm, just pulled it casually, and the other palm was pushed hard when he turned down, and he got up directly, shouting angrily: "Your war, this is your war!" ”

Roaring, he had already rushed towards the stone again, but this time the people present had already prepared, and immediately two white-clothed ninjas pounced on him, and in the exchange of fists and feet, Matt was pressed to the ground again.

But his face was still angry, his body was pressed to the ground, his neck was lifted hard, and a pair of empty eyes seemed to flash with some emotion at this moment, looking at the stone, the stick, and the master of Ezang behind him, and roared angrily: "You don't belong here, you bring only death and blood, and you rely on the same strength, you are no different from those criminals, the same murder, they are even more frank than you!" You should get out of here! Get out of here! ”

"What are you talking about? Our enemies aren't the thugs you're dealing with, they're killers! The most professional and vicious killer! And the real enemy we have to guard against is not these guys......"

"Shut up! Star Darts! Stone suddenly frowned and let out a low snort, and the white-clothed ninja who was called the Star Dart who held Matt also instantly realized that he seemed to be talking too much and talking too much, and immediately silenced.

"Alas!" With a sad sigh, the stick said impassionedly to Matt: "Matt, the Holy Society has never been an organization that will provoke war, we advocate peace and live in seclusion in the mountains, but we must also follow the ancient tradition to stop the evil Hand Society, even at the cost of our lives!" ”

"Does Erica need to follow your traditions as well?"

Hearing this, the stick's face darkened, and he sighed after a long time.

Erica was taught by him himself, like Matt, Erica is also a talent he cultivated for the Holy Society to deal with the Hand Order, but he has dedicated his life to the Holy Society, and the disciple is obviously not complimentary, Matt needless to say, he is extremely resistant to the style of the stick, and he has made an appointment with him a long time ago and will never see him again, even the more obedient Erica is not so worry-free.

Originally, he was extremely optimistic about Erica, and thought that this decisive child with a trace of ruthlessness would inevitably become a sharp spear for them to deal with the Hand Club, but when he brought Erica back, he found that this spear was a little too sharp.

In the process of training, the darkness hidden in Erica's heart was gradually exposed, and the ruthlessness in her temperament was not only ruthless, but even completely vicious, so in the end, Erica was sent out by him personally, so Erica was indeed not their person, but in the previous battle, this did not belong to the Holy Society, and only after she landed on the battlefield with the Hand as a disciple of the stick, she could never leave the battlefield again.

At this time, Matt's words were undoubtedly a heavy blow to the stick, and he was silent for a moment, and he only felt a feeling of uncomfortable guilt for Erica.

"Humph!" Matt snorted disdainfully, continued to struggle, and yelled, "Let go of me!" ”

It's just that the two white-clothed ninjas who pressed on him pressed him to the ground, making him unable to struggle.

"Alas!" Master Ezang suddenly sighed, walked out from behind the stone, and saw Matt's angry face, a trace of sadness flashed on the old man's face, but he still waved his hand and said, "Let him go, let him go." ”

The two white-clothed ninjas had no objection, got up directly, and retreated as they said.

The muscular stone glanced back at the old Master Yizang, and when his eyes met, Master Yizang shook his head gently.