The broken wooden door crumbled, and shards of wood splattered everywhere and littered the ground.

The two people who were originally hiding behind the door were now embedded in the north wall of the house, and the blood was left along the wall and accumulated on the ground.

Two men in yellow robes walked in as if they were strolling in. One of them had a red flower embroidered on his robe, which was extremely charming.

The perspective looked around, and finally settled on Hu Wanqiu in the corner.

"Are you Hu Enjue or Hu Wanqiu?"

Huen is definitely in the name of the gang leader.

Hu Wanqiu looked at the two people in front of him and shouted: "If I'm not mistaken, you are from the Heavenly Dao Sect." ”

The relationship between the city lord Sun Xianbin and the Heavenly Dao Sect is well known, and this action suddenly appeared two ruthless corners of unknown origin, and it is thought that the sect is also helping.

However, the Heavenly Dao Sect has always regarded itself as a famous and orthodox sect, and will never interfere too much in the world. Hu Wanqiu looked at the undisguised two and understood their self-confidence.

As long as everyone is made a corpse, it is not considered to interfere with the world.

The decent sect is doing the same thing as our Black Wolf Gang.

The tallest man among the two was expressionless, "Judging from the cultivation of the second stage of your Spirit Pattern Master, it should be Hu Wanqiu." ”

The other said impatiently, "What should I do if the Lord is missing one?"

"No matter what, when he came, the sect only promised to help him once. People don't complain about us, just kill the present. ”

After that, he didn't see any movement, and the dozens of remaining gangsters in the house choked their throats at the same time, unable to breathe.

Outside the house, the master personally led the Praetorian Guards to guard the door, and once someone who couldn't stand the pain ran out, it would be a slashing and killing.

Hu Wanqiu watched as the arms of the crowd became more and more forceful, and the green tendons burst out. Even if the eyes are white and the mouth is foaming at the mouth, there is no relief.

After a while, everyone strangled themselves alive until they suffocated and fainted.

A silver embroidered needle flew out of the sleeve of the tall man, and a white silk thread dragged from the tail. In the blink of an eye, he shuttled between the bodies of all the people on the ground. For each person who passed, the silver needle was three points faster.

When it returned to its hand, the thread was dyed red.

Looking at the gang brothers who had fainted, they were out of breath.

Hu Wanqiu looked at the tall man dumbfounded, "Are you ..... Red Embroidery!"

Even if the Black Wolf Gang is on the safe side, Hu Wanqiu has also heard of this person's deeds. Under the door of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Discipline Hall, one of the hundred and eight walks. Tattoo master level powerhouse!

The favorite embroidered female red, it is said that the red flowers under her hands are delicate and lifelike, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. The reason is that the red thread used is dyed with the blood of the heart of others before his death.

No one knows his real name, but the name of the red embroidered man in his heart has spread all over the world over the years. Some people said that his methods and methods did not match the orthodox identity of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and later those people became a touch of red on the silk thread.

The blood of the heart is dyed red.

The red embroiderer put the red thread into his sleeve and took out a new white thread. I put the thread in my mouth and licked it twice, and carefully threaded the wet and sharpened thread into the silver pinhole with the help of the light in the room. Then he said, "Now that you know me, you should know that there is no chance of victory." ”

The gap between the tattoo master and the tattoo master is ten times better than the gap between the tattoo master and the tattoo master.

This is Hu Wanqiu's natural way, but he has already let go of everything at this time, and sneered:

"It's always good to be alive, I still want to try. ”

The knife is unsheathed, and the light is scorching. The speed of the spirit blade, which was unattainable with the naked eye, went straight to the throat of the person beside Hong Xiulang.

He saw the spatula light, slowly cutting through the space in the streamer, getting longer and longer in the field of vision. It was as if the whole world had been slowed down, leaving only ripples of air that had swept away.

One hand, with five thick and short fingers, opened out against the light of the knife. The index finger and thumb are aligned up and down, waiting for the arrival.

The sword light got closer and closer, and the distance between the two fingers continued to shrink until it was just enough to accommodate the existence of that knife light.

Finally, the two came together, leaving no room for a single point. The man's two fingers were to clamp the light of the knife and let it dissipate like smoke.

Hu Wanqiu didn't look at it again, and the knife in his right hand was finally sheathed.

"Hurry!"

The sword light between the two fingers broke free from the quagmire of time, and the speed instantly exceeded the limit of everyone's naked eye capture, becoming a real light.

The light passed through the palm of his hand and came to the man, his eyes still open. The first strand of light was no more than half a palm from his throat, but unfortunately he was still caught up.

After that, the two fingers had already arrived, and this time they didn't let it escape, just pinched it gently, the light dispersed, and the aura brushed the hairs on the neck, which was a little comfortable.

One of the hundred and eight walks, King Kong refers to Cui Tong.

Rubbing the touch between his fingers, he looked at Hu Wanqiu in the corner.

A silk thread on the chest is snow-white, without any stray down. Bright red emerges from the left chest and slides little by little along the silk thread.

Red Xiulang had another red thread, but he wasn't too happy.

"The wind is greedy for wolves, and the five-grade spirit pattern is high. ”

Recently, in the cultivation world, many sect disciples have been killed, all of them died from the flash of light of this spirit pattern, a total of thirteen people. Among them, there are three people in the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The killer has never been found, and he only knows that the spirit pattern of the wind greedy wolf is very rare.

At this time and now, the speculations of the two coincide, and the murderer should be called Hu Enjue.

Cui Tong said, "You shouldn't have killed him. ”

Hong Xiulang frowned slightly and did not speak.

Killing, sometimes too fast is not good.

..........

Castle Lord's Mansion.

It's been three watches, and the study is still brightly lit.

The master pushed the door in and said, "My lord, it's done." It's a pity that the gang leader Huon is never there, otherwise he will never be able to suffer from future troubles. ”

No matter what happened before, after tonight, the Black Wolf Gang will be removed from Tianshui City forever. Tomorrow morning, the whole city will know the inviolability of the City Lord's Mansion.

Sun Xianbin covered the envelope with fire paint and blew on it.

"What about the two?"

The master replied: "The two masters have left. But..... Before leaving, he also took away the body of Hu Wanqiu. ”

Sun Xianbin waved his hand, "Let them be." ”

"Starting tomorrow, you will take the lead in integrating the Black Wolf Gang's industry. I'll pick some people from the Praetorian Guard to take over. ”

After hearing this, the master understood in his heart.

Business is business, what the Black Wolf Gang can do, so can he Sun Xianbin.

"I almost forgot to congratulate you. After this battle, there will be no internal troubles in Tianshui City, and all of them will be in the hands of adults. ”

In order to invite Hong Xiulang and King Kong to refer to Cui Tong, only Sun Xianbin himself knows how much price he paid. The current harvest is just a small profit.

Sun Xianbin sighed meaningfully: "Yes, there is finally no more checks and balances." ”

"You've worked hard these days, go down and rest. ”

The master resigned with interest.

Looking at the letter on the table, there was not a trace of joy on his face.

"It turns out that there is still this move ..... dark chess"