The direction that Qian Yiyun and Ling Yebing rushed to happened to be the direction where Yuan Qiyun was.

As the saying goes, it's not that enemies don't get together, and that's true!

Yuan Qiyun put his hands in his pockets, and came to a gorgeous and extraordinary building, only to see that the door was closed, and there was silence around.

Squinted, walked to the door, looked up and down, bumpered around, seemed to be looking for something to get out, and after a while, he stopped.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry to interrupt."

"Bang ————"

A pleasant voice sounded in the silent woods, and as soon as the words fell, a great bang followed, stirring up dust in the sky.

After a while, the dust gradually dispersed, and I saw that the door that was originally closed was now only partially debris still hanging on the door frame, and the door panel had been broken and lying on the ground, and Yuan Qiyun at the door still maintained the posture of kicking the door.

This way of opening the door is really simple, direct and rude!

Yuan Qiyun glanced at the hall of this building, it was empty, there was no one, not even a corpse, and there was not a trace of blood!

It's really weird!

Yuan Qiyun frowned, everything in front of him made him feel puzzled, and a trace of uneasiness crossed his heart.

Walking towards the hall, Yuan Qiyun looked around the hall, except for a large wooden box placed in the center of the hall, there was basically nothing else.

Frowning, Yuan Qiyun came to the front of the wooden box, and after hesitating again and again, Yuan Qiyun cautiously opened the wooden box that looked very shabby.

As soon as the box was opened, the strong smell of blood and a disgusting sour smell from the pavement made Yuan Qiyun's internal organs churn for a while, and he almost didn't vomit, so he hurriedly ran to the side to hold on to the pillar and retched for a while.

After retching for a while, Yuan Qiyun felt a little better, and his body didn't feel a little weak, so he sat in the hall with his support for the pillar.

Looking at the big wooden box, just looking at it like this, that disgusting feeling came up again, the stomach kept rolling, and there was a burst of retching, which was difficult to calm down.

The big wooden box, which was a little shabby, was full of stumps and broken remains, mixed with blood and water, emitting a disgusting smell, which was secondary, the key was that the methods of these people were really cruel and outrageous! It's disgusting and disgusting!

And on the top of the inside of the big wooden box, there is also a photo of Yuan Qiyun wearing women's clothes, and there is a flying knife standing on the photo.

Originally, he just planned to join in the fun, and didn't care much about the safety and survival of these so-called hidden clans, but now, it seems that he can't afford to watch him retreat, and these people clearly want to drag him into the water!

The purpose behind this is somewhat intriguing.

Good!

Very good!

Okay very!

Since you want to drag him into the water so much, he just accompanies him!

Yuan Qiyun's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of coldness, a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he was dyed with a bit of bloodlust, and his hands hanging on both sides were unconsciously clenched into fists, and the green tendons on his hands burst out.

He's not a good guy!

Sneering, Yuan Qiyun got up, loosened his muscles, took out two of the weird flying knives that Ling Yebing and Qian Yiyun threw at him from the back pocket of his pants, walked to the big wooden box with bated breath, rubbed the two flying knives, and then threw them into the box, and then ran out quickly and found a place to lie down.

"Boom-"

didn't run far, a deafening explosion sound came from behind Yuan Qiyun, and the entire building with the box was blown up in smoke.

When the blasting sound stopped, Yuan Qiyun staggered up from the ground, patted the ashes on his body, and took out a note from his pocket with a bright smile.

That note is exactly how to use this throwing knife.

Tear up the strip of paper, raise your hand, and fill the floor with confetti.

Yuan Qiyun put his hand in his pocket, turned around, and left indifferently, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.