It's just that when I looked closely, I found that this woman was just similar to the "teacher". (Cang)

Suddenly, a complex emotion suddenly rose in my heart, there was a sense of loss, but also a trace of peace of mind, and at the same time, I was also sighing at the woman's appearance, it was really amazing, beautiful, of course, there was more respect in it.

The woman didn't know what kind of torture she had endured, except for a little strangulation on her bare skin, there were no other injuries, and besides, the woman's expression didn't look like she was injured, but horror took up a large part of it.

With a flash of light on my hand, a long robe appeared on my hand, and then I put the caftan over the woman's body, and also cut the rope that bound the woman's hands.

And just as I was doing this, more than a dozen strong men suddenly rushed into the hall.

More than a dozen strong men were all about two meters tall, full of bulging muscles, naked and naked, and their bronzed skin shone in the bright hall.

Is Lao Tzu on the set? Nima, why is this plot trend getting more and more wrong?

Just as I was confused, the strong man who took the lead suddenly shouted.

"Shameless, what are you going to do to this girl?"

Hey, I'm going to be your uncle, are you blind? Don't you see that the clothes on the girl's body are all Lao Tzu's style? Moreover, have you ever seen a "bad thing" that is so far away from the girl? If you do a bad thing, can Lao Tzu be in this posture? Don't you understand this common sense?

"I save her. I gestured to the high platform behind me.

"I don't believe it. The strong man frowned, then his gaze crossed over to me, and fell on the girl behind him with a serious face.

"Help!" the girl's delicate voice suddenly sounded behind her, sounding like a heartbreak.

Well, it's on the set. With this cry, I have already determined the situation I am in.

I was about to stretch out my hand to protect the girl, but unexpectedly, the girl's figure shook and rushed out of my side, and then fell behind the strong man, looking at me with a look of fear.

Nani?

In an instant, my mood had changed from surging at the beginning to a stagnant heart.

Nima, what do you mean? Immortals, jumping?

I looked at the girl's real frightened eyes, as well as the angry expression on the strong man's face, and couldn't help but praise in my heart: Yes, there are acting skills, quality, and I think of myself as a victim all the time, and at the same time I am strict with myself, which is much better than those little fresh meat.

"What else do you have to say?" said the strong man pointed straight at me with his finger like a sword.

"If I say I've been wronged, how will this plot develop?" I said, looking at the strong man.

"Leave three thousand taels of gold, and then we'll beat you. ”

Isn't this horse stepping too ruthless, Lao Tzu now has 3,000 taels of gold all over his body, even 3,000 yuan, I can't take it out.

"Shall we call the police?" I asked tentatively.

"There's no signal here. ”

I'm completely confused, there is still a shield in the underworld, or is this scene too remote?

Above!

The strong man who took the lead seemed to have lost interest in "chatting" with me, and with a wave of his palm, he had already ordered the people around him to rush towards me, while he himself hugged the waist of the girl next to him and retreated to the door of the main hall.

"Girl, you go. The strong man said to the girl with a serious face, but the palm of his hand pinched the girl's ass fiercely from a very hidden angle.

The girl twisted her ass and walked away, but I was instantly burned with rage like the one who had been crucified.

I'll go to your uncle!

A punch was thrown, and the furious roar rushed into the face of the strong man closest to me.

The next moment, the strong man's head burst open like a watermelon, and red and white sprinkled all over the ground.

And I was stunned.

Nima, what do you mean? Don't you know martial arts? You don't know martial arts, you can be a fart hooligan? Just be a thug and stand on the ground for others.

Seeing this scene in front of me, the rest of the strong men did not flinch, and still rushed towards me with a fierce face.

But I was out of the way.

This horse-riding person, compared to me, is not even unarmed, such a person, how can I do it.

Unfortunately, while I was trying to dodge, the strong man at the door shouted at the top of his voice. 100 Literature

"Murdered!"

The voice is high-pitched and loud, reaching into the sky. I even wonder if Ya specializes in tenor, this tone, the fast horse to drive Pavarotti, not to sing a song "My Sun" is a pity.

As soon as the man finished shouting, he looked at me with a defiant expression.

The roots of my hated teeth are itching. If you have a real sword and a real gun with me, I'm not afraid, if you can fight, we will fight, if you can't beat us, we will die, what a big deal. But you have made it difficult for me to come here with such a whole group of "civilians".

Of course, I'm not stupid, and naturally I try to stun them with the lowest force, but unfortunately, after only one try, I have already given up this idea, the reason is very simple: as soon as I pointed out, the strong man I pointed out, his head tilted, and he fell down with a poof, and in a blink of an eye, he was already lifeless.

So, I could only escape, but unfortunately, although these strong men are not strong, but the technique of encircling and chasing and intercepting is practiced well, and it always encloses me in a narrow range, making it difficult for me to run.

Leaping up and kicking my feet hard against the walls of the main hall, I had already rushed towards the door of the main hall.

can't hide, Lao Tzu Fei is always okay.

But who knows, just when I rushed to the door of the main hall, a group of "aunts" holding pots and pans in their hands rushed in front of me in the air, and without moving, their chests were straightened, and they pushed towards my hands.

I looked at the chest that was about to drop down to my waist, and I could only curse fiercely in my heart, and then quickly retracted my palm. The figure also reversed in an instant.

What are these horses? I looked around. The strong man who died with one finger had a bit of kung fu, but it was the aunt who was holding the pots and pans, and the strong man who was leaning against the door of the hall and looking at me with a provocative face.

I felt as if I had suddenly fallen into a quagmire, surrounded by soft mud, and I had a thousand strengths, but I couldn't exert even a single one.

The figure dodged left and right for a long time, and finally saw a gap again, suddenly, the thunder flashed under my feet, and the next moment I had appeared beside the strong man, as long as I took another step, I could rush out of the hall in front of me.

Unfortunately, just as I was about to step out, a figure appeared in front of me, leaning over, trembling hands and legs, and the crutches in my hands trembled and knocked on my head.

In desperation, my figure turned upside down again.

This time, the old, weak, sick and disabled rushed in again.

At this point, I was in such a situation: a group of strong men chased me. A group of aunts with pots and pans surrounded me everywhere. A group of dying old men trembled and blocked the door of the main hall. The strong men leaning on the pillars at the entrance of the main hall shouted "murder" without a match.

Nima, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are here, what do you mean? Is it the day for the identification of sick and disabled criminals today? Neatly placed here, to show Lao Tzu your physical condition?

I even saw a person sitting at the door of the main hall, are you too unqualified, this kind of collective activity, everyone is working hard to play their own role, you are good, you just sit there like that, what kind of system.

It wasn't until the figure circled around him again that I realized that this old man was actually standing, but his legs had been broken at the root, and with the cover of the high threshold of the hall, it didn't look like he was sitting there.

Dude, I blame you wrong,

I apologized silently in my heart, but my figure kept jumping out again.

I don't know how much time passed, but the hall was finally crowded with people, and the inner and outer three floors finally surrounded me on the high platform of the main hall.

"Can you make a face? I'm going to do it if you do this again. I yelled loudly.

"You still dare to do it, you touched the top girl in our village, just like this patted your ass and left, you think beautifully, if you don't leave six thousand taels of gold today, you don't want to go out of this door. "An aunt with an oil-stained shovel in her hand brandished the shovel and yelled at me.

Your sister, it was three thousand taels just now, and this will become six thousand taels, do you have such a starting price?

"You also killed both of us. Someone shouted.

"That's six thousand two hundred taels. Auntie continued to wield the shovel.

I almost fell headlong off the platform.

Eldest sister, I will endure the fact that you call the girl in your village the top card, you say that I touched the girl in your village, and I also put up with the matter of sitting on the ground for no reason, and the death of the girl is two, why did it only rise by 200 to you?

"Lao Tzu has no money. "I'm telling the truth, since I came to the underworld and met Wan Lingxin, I really don't have any money, let alone six thousand taels, Lao Tzu can now take out a bus card out of it is a huge amount of money.

"If you don't have any money, you will leave people behind, drag them to the back to do things, and then let you go after you have made enough six thousand two hundred taels of gold. The aunt continued to shout.

"Sister, how much do I earn a day?"

"A tael of gold. ”

"Where's the food and lodging for a day?"

"Ten taels of gold. ”

Damn! Working with Lao Tzu is to work until death, and this account can't be repaid? Moreover, there are a lot of posts that have to be posted upside down.

Suddenly, anger rose from my heart, and evil arose to the side of my guts.

I drink ...... A mouthful of sticky phlegm spit out, and with the sound of breaking wind, it went to the aunt with the shovel...... The shovel in his hand flew over.