The moonlight poured down, and the earth was silvery white.

The young man under the moon was holding a steel knife in his hand and galloped down the road, leaving only a series of bloody footprints behind him.

In front of and behind the young man, many red-eyed demons were closely followed, and the young man looked like a hellish Shura at this time.

The lights in Hongfu Building were brilliant, and a middle-aged man with glasses and a big oily hair was holding a magnifying glass in his hand and carefully playing with a blue and white porcelain, and he couldn't stop saying: "Good things, really good things......

This person is not an outsider, it is Wang Xuejun, the sworn enemy of the three madmen, but he is the only one, and he has not seen any trace of the fat man.

At this time, the night was not deep, and the watchman was rhythmically knocking on the bang in the distance.

"When! While! When ......"

Suddenly, the sound was broken, and it seemed that he saw the three madmen......

The moon and stars are scarce, and I saw a black shadow flashing, and the three madmen actually thundered on the ground, and rose into the air as if they had cast some spell, and fell straight outside Wang Xuejun's window.

"I'm a good ......," Bagan looked at the back of the three madmen with envy on his face.

"Let's not go up, let's wait here for him to come back!" King Yama seemed to have expected this to be the case, and said casually.

"Why don't you go up? What if something happens to the three madmen......"

"What could happen to him?"

"......"

"Hmm!"

Bagen was scolded by the villain-like Yama King, and he actually admitted it, and he didn't say anything, and his appearance looked quite funny.

Besides, the three madmen kicked open the window and appeared in front of Wang Xuejun like a bandit, but Wang Xuejun was only startled, but the thing he was holding in his hand was indeed tighter.

"Brother, which way?" Wang Xuejun took two steps back and said, probably because the three madmen were standing with their backs to the light, and Wang Xuejun didn't recognize him.

"Humph!" The three madmen snorted coldly, and walked forward with the bright and dangling big knife.

"Brother is easy to talk to, easy to talk to, don't hurt the harmony, you can tell a price how much it costs, it's easy to discuss." Wang Xuejun said flatteringly.

"You don't know me so soon?" The three madmen said and took a step forward.

Wang Xuejun only felt familiar when he heard the steel knife boy say this, but there were too many people who spoke like him, and he couldn't remember which one it was for a while, so he continued to say tentatively: "Since my brother is an acquaintance, what else is there to solve, why bother to come in person." Wang Xuejun laughed.

"Wang Xuejun, Wang Xuejun, you are hiding deep enough!" The three madmen shouted loudly after speaking, and slashed down with the steel knife.

Although Wang Xuejun said it easily, he was always on guard in his heart, and when he saw the head-on knife, he subconsciously raised the Yuan Qinghua in his hand to meet him. But this Wang Xuejun is a master who sacrifices his life and money, and as soon as his arm is stretched out halfway, he immediately takes it back, and he holds the Yuan Qinghua in his arms in distress.

Where do the three madmen care so much, this is the person in front of him who has a blood feud with him, the big knife fell on one of Wang Xuejun's arms and flew out, and the blood at the opening was sprayed like a water pipe.

"Ahh Wang Xuejun, who lost his arm, shouted and fell to the ground, but the treasure in his hand was unwilling to drop it.

Seeing Wang Xuejun's arm fly out, the three madmen had a feeling of revenge, the redness in his eyes was less, and the person calmed down. But the evil spirits in the room were all red-eyed, and the smell of blood was like a grand dinner, and many evil spirits had already surrounded the severed arm and sucked there......

"Where's my family?" The three madmen kicked the blue and white jar with a steel knife, only put the knife against Wang Xuejun's chest, and said half-bent over.

"It turns out that it was you ......" Wang Xuejun couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the appearance of the three madmen.

"Looks like you're disappointed!" The three madmen stabbed the steel knife down a little as they spoke.

"You, you're still alive......" Wang Xuejun was full of horror, because the fat man had already told them what happened that night, and he swore that the three boys of the Zhang family would definitely not live long.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is my family?" The three madmen said coldly.

"Haha, haha......" At this time, Wang Xuejun was not sad but happy, and laughed.

Hearing Wang Xuejun laughing at the three madmen, he was even more disgusted in his heart, and stepped on the broken arm with one foot.

"Ah......" Wang Xuejun screamed again.

"Where's my family?" The three madmen asked again with red eyes.

"Haha, do you think they're still alive?" Wang Xuejun smiled slyly, as if he had the upper hand at this time.

"What!" The three madmen only felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, their eyes were red, and they waved their knives and cut off Wang Xuejun's other arm.

"Haha, haha......" Wang Xuejun laughed like a madman.

"No, you can't just die like that, you should be tortured." The three madmen gritted their teeth and said, and the hundred ghosts behind him seemed to have felt this violent aura, and they suddenly became unstable.

Suddenly, an evil ghost saw the opportunity and pounced on the three madmen, and the three madmen also changed their temperament all of a sudden, found a sharp dagger in the house, squatted beside Wang Xuejun with a perverted smile in their eyes, and then said viciously: "You should die late." ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Kill me, kill me and I'll be famous in history, kill me, haha......" Wang Xuejun looked at the three madmen and said excitedly, not afraid of death at all.

It turns out that this Wang Xuejun is a member of a certain faction in the Kuomintang, and he is mainly responsible for some feng shui and tomb robbing, but the most important thing is to find a dragon's lair before the world is completely chaotic, and Wang Zhuang is a good dragon's lair if nothing else......

The three madmen who were possessed, like a butcher, lit the lamp, burned the dagger, and slashed Wang Xuejun's body one by one.

"Don't you want to know what your parents were like when they died? If you beg me now, maybe I'll tell you......" Wang Xuejun said one by one, now he was also scared, he wanted to have a good time, so he could only keep provoking the three madmen.

But where do the three madmen care what he says, now he thinks that the most correct thing is to torture Wang Xuejun, which is the only thing he can be happy about.

As if he was peeling an onion, the three madmen scraped Wang Xuejun one by one, even if Wang Xuejun passed out several times in the middle, the three madmen woke him up and kept him awake, don't say that the three madmen are perverted, because you haven't experienced what he went through.

"One thousand seven hundred and forty-two, one thousand seven hundred and forty-three......" The three madmen counted each more knife in their hearts, and each of these knives was paid back by him for the villagers in Zhuangzi......