In the battle of Fangcai, Ma Yun increased his strength and speed to the limit, narrowly winning half a move.

It's just that the moment the sword pierced into a little red's body, he lifted the tip of the sword up by half a point, only stabbing the heart, but not piercing.

Over the years, Jack Ma has encountered many assassinations, but a little red is the only one who strikes from the front.

Maybe it's just a little red.

Sometimes, a killer can be above board, and sometimes two upright people can become enemies.

Seriously injuring him is also the best solution to this matter.

A little red martial arts, second only to Yao Gang after madness.

Yao Gang that night, Ma Yun could not match both strength and speed, and finally won by luck by relying on both defeats and the magic of the short sword.

And Ma Yun, who is at full strength, has a speed and strength that is one line higher than a little red. Between masters, the difference between a line is the difference between life and death.

A little red lay quietly in the dilapidated house, recalling his killer's life. Remembering the people he had killed, remembering what he had done.

At this moment, he was asking himself, do you like to kill, do you like money, do you like fame, or do you like status?

It doesn't seem to be, and he not only doesn't like these things, but he hates them very much.

He kills with a sword because he does not want to see bloodshed, nor does he want to listen to their pleadings;

As for money, he never took it to heart, and always threw it aside;

Fame and status, he is so lonely, so withdrawn. What's the use of coming alone?

"Why did that man let me go? ”

Although he had already thought of many ways to die, he would either be killed directly, or he would be arrested and tortured to death.

But I never thought that after failure, I would be let go.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of regret in his brother's words that night.

He staggered to his feet and gave a few taps on his chest to stop the bleeding.

"As of today, a little red is dead. He removed his golden mask, revealing the pale but resolute face underneath.

He threw his mask aside, opened the door and walked out.

Just as a carriage galloped past the door, and when it passed by a little red, the curtain of the carriage was squeezed open through it.

Through that gap, a little red saw two expectant eyes.

Those eyes were full of excitement and eagerness when they saw him.

As a killer, everyone is frightened and panicked, angry and desperate when they see him.

At this moment, he felt very strange. The carriage quickly drove away, and a little red looked at the back of the carriage with a blank expression.

"Look at what, be careful to look blind!" A little red thought was interrupted by two men in green clothes.

It's just that a little red doesn't seem to see the existence of the two, and turns around to leave.

Ignored, the two men in Tsing Yi were very angry.

"It's just that you didn't see it. "Two big knives slashed from behind, and the tiger was vigorous.

A little red didn't turn around, the Nine Curved Snake Sword swung back casually, only to see two sword lights flashing, and the two men in Tsing Yi didn't even make a scream, they had already fallen, and a little bright red blood was deeply pouring out of the throat Tianzhu acupoint.

There is no blood in the killing, and there is a little red under the sword. Just a little bit of bright red blood!

A little red took a few steps, suddenly turned around, and looked in the direction where the carriage had disappeared, with a strange light in his eyes.

Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage stopped for a moment at the door of the Silver Dragon Pavilion, and a woman in green, with her hands tied and a piece of cloth stuffed in her mouth, got out of the carriage and was taken into the house.

The woman's ice muscles and jade bones, willow leaves and curved eyebrows, who is not Wen Wan'er.

Not long after Wen Wan'er was brought into the Silver Dragon Pavilion, at the entrance of the alley, a slender figure appeared.

The man had a green cloth covering his chest, his face was pale, and he stared coldly at the entrance of the Silver Dragon Pavilion, holding a curved serpentine sword in his hand.

In the underground secret room of the Silver Dragon Pavilion, there were many strange things on the ground and on the wall, Wen Wan'er curled up in a corner, looking at the man in front of her in horror.

That person was smiling all over his face, it was Shen Zhenye, the new leader of the Silver Dragon Gang.

"You... Who are you. Wen Wan'er asked in horror.

"Haha, Miss Wen, it's amazing Jiayuan City. Looking closer, it really lives up to its name. Shen Zhenye squinted his eyes, and his flesh trembled.

"What do you want to do? Wen Wan'er curled up her body tighter.

"What are you doing, I just wanted to ask you a question, but now, there are so many things I want to do. Shen Zhenye took two steps forward and rubbed his chin a few times.

"You... How dare you!" sounded so powerless, though it was a scolding.

"Hahahaha, why don't I dare, you are still the eldest lady of the Jiayuan City Lord? Now you are just an ordinary woman, I am afraid that if you are missing, no one will notice or care. Shen Zhenye took two more steps forward.

"Well, it's fragrant, you can smell the body fragrance three steps away, it's really fragrant and lovely. Shen Zhenye smacked his lips.

"You, if you come again, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself. Wen Wan'er looked resolute.

It's just that the next moment, Shen Zhenye stepped forward, pinched Wen Wan'er's face, put a purple pill into her mouth, closed her mouth again, and the pill was swallowed.

"Biting his tongue and committing suicide, I don't know how many times I've seen this kind of situation, so I've been ready for a long time. Are you biting your tongue now?" Shen Zhenye let go of the hand that was holding Wen Wan'er and looked at her with a smirk.

"You... You..."Wen Wan'er really opened her mouth and bit the root of her tongue twice.

"Sure enough, it's a fierce woman, Uncle Ben likes it. You like to bite so much, that uncle will let you bite enough in a while. Shen Zhenye touched Wen Wan'er's cheek.

"You..." In this situation, Wen Wan'er had nothing to say, so she could only look at Shen Zhenye angrily.

"Uncle Ben asks you something, if you tell me honestly, I can let you go. Shen Zhenye's face changed and he said in a solemn voice.

"What's the matter?" Wen Wan'er seemed to see hope and hurriedly asked.

"The matter of your Wen family's treasures. ”

"What kind of literary treasure, I don't know. Wen Wan'er's eyes flickered, and her face was nervous.

"Haha, I don't know. It will remind you in a moment. Shen Zhenye looked at Wen Wan'er's expression and judged that she must know.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful face is burned if it is burned. Shen Zhenye picked up an iron clip with a piece of burnt red iron on it.

"You know what it is? The ten fingers were slowly clipped, and at last only the skin was attached to the hand, and it must have tasted very pleasant. ”

"This is for cramps, and the freshly drawn tendons are simmered over low heat, and the taste is excellent. ”

"This is ....." Shen Zhenye took the trouble to introduce the strange torture instruments in the house.

The cruelty of those torture instruments, let alone bearing, just sounded like vomiting.

Wen Wan'er looked at the room full of torture instruments with a desperate expression, and couldn't help but leave tears.

"But before that, Uncle Ben will let you have a good time, and only after pleasure can you better experience the pain, and you will be able to remember. ”

Shen Zhenye stepped forward and lifted Wen Wan'er up like a chicken, tying her hands to the wooden frame.

With a "bang", Wen Wan'er's clothes were torn off, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

"Do you remember?"

I said. Wen Wan'er's face kept changing, and finally gave in.

"It's good to say it earlier, I'm really reluctant to let me do it to a beauty like you. I'm a notoriously merciful man. ”

"The treasure is in the mansion next to the City Lord's Mansion. There is a secret passage in the house, and at the end is the treasure. However, to open the treasure, you need a key, and I only have half of the key, and the other half is on the current city lord. ”

"The current city lord, you won't lie to me to send me to death. Shen Zhenye's eyes rolled a few times and said in a cold voice.

In desperation, Wen Wan'er told Ma Yun about killing the deadly scholar and other things, but she did not hide it at all.

After listening, Shen Zhenye showed a look of thought.

"Judging by your description, it doesn't seem like a lie, and now things are going to be difficult. It didn't take long for a smile to appear.

"As long as you find the treasure house, it's a big deal to dig up the treasure house, and the gold and silver inside can still fly. Shen Zhenye's words were exactly the same as the previous fatal scholars.

After speaking, his eyes narrowed and swept towards Wen Wan'er's body.

"You... What are you going to do, I haven't already told you where the treasure is. ”

"I said let you go, but Uncle Ben has to be happy before you let go. I'm afraid that you will be reluctant to leave after tasting Uncle Ben's methods. ”

After speaking, he grabbed his hand, and ripped off a large amount of clothes, revealing Wen Wan'er's jade-like upper body.

At this time, Wen Wan'er's eyes widened, and she almost wanted to breathe fire.

"Wonderful, it's too second!" Shen Zhenye's eyes lit up, he took off his robe and pounced.

Wen Wan'er closed her eyes, tears sliding down her cheeks like beads. The moment she closed her eyes, she vaguely saw a slender shadow appear behind Shin Jinye.

"What person!" Shen Zhenye, who was on the rise, noticed something strange behind him and hurriedly turned around. A sword light flashed, and before he could see the situation behind him, he slowly fell to the ground.

"It's you!" Wen Wan'er recognized the tall and thin man in front of her, the one who was staring through the gap in the carriage.

"It's her!" A little red also recognized the topless woman in front of him, the woman he saw in the middle of the night when he spied on the City Lord's Mansion that night.

Two sword lights flashed, and the rope that bound Wen Wan'er's hands was cut.

Wen Wan'er fell down weakly. A little red hesitated, reached out to catch her, gently placed it on the ground, and covered Shen Zhenye's taken off robe over her.

After doing this, a little red turned and left.

Wen Wan'er looked at the red back with a complicated face, and was silent.

Suddenly, a little red and white face turned red, his hands were on his chest, and he fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, his eyes closed and motionless.

Between the fingers that covered his chest, blood gushed out.

"You... What's wrong with you....." Looking at the blood flowing from her red chest, Wen Wan'er used all her strength and slowly crawled over.

She clutched her hand to her reddened chest in a panic, but without the slightest strength, the blood continued to flow out.

Wen Wan'er's face flashed with determination, and she sat up little by little, and then slowly lay on her chest with a little red.

The blood that came out of his chest, it was a little less.

The fate in life is so strange, a city lord and eldest lady are lying on the body of a famous killer, willingly!