All the depression and resentment in the past few days were vented in the killing, and Song Yi found the feeling of wielding a knife that was extremely difficult to find.

Brave and fluent.

A knife went down, bringing out a canopy of blood and a scream.

The leader of the dwarf was stunned, he had seen Song Yi's madness and ferocity that night, but tonight's Song Yi was undoubtedly much more crazy and restless than he was then, and even the dwarf saw his red eyes, like a beast that chose to devour people.

More than 10 people, all of them are good hands. But under Song Yi and Fuyao's fierce offensive, they soon didn't even have the strength to parry. Because Fuyao is also angry.

Fuyao has never fallen into such a crisis, and he was trapped in the sea of fire and his life was in danger. Maybe Song Yi has a grudge against these people, but Fuyao has no grudge against these people. So Fuyao felt that he was wronged, so Fuyao was full of murder.

Although it will not kill the sword, anyone who touches the tip of the sword will either be disabled or injured

Song Yi has never lost the time to exercise, he also has the time to insist on exercising, and he is originally a person with a strong heart, which is the concept that he likes to hike. Men always have a masculine side in their hearts.

Masculine, on the other hand, is a symbol of male strength.

Song Yi is a scholar and a genius in the eyes of others, but he himself prefers to see himself as a man, a majestic man.

The sound of knives mixed with screams spread in all directions, and the people of the Yamen were rushing to this side, but more than half of them rushed to the Song Mansion halfway, because there was a bigger fight there

The fire is extinguished.

The leader of the short man, who had been cold and rampant before, was as cold as ashes, hugging the wound of one of his lost arms and curling up on the ground trembling.

All he could see in his eyes was a shiny blade, and a drop of warm blood that fell on his face after the tip of the blade had slid down the blade.

Every drop of blood dropped on his face, and he trembled violently, as if the smiling blood beads contained an inexplicable terrifying power.

Song Yi gasped and brutally grabbed his body like a dead dog and dragged him, and then beckoned Fuyao to leave quickly.

Although "those silver" Fuyao didn't value it much, it was still five thousand taels of snowflake silver after all, and at this time he muttered slightly reluctantly.

"Don't worry about the silver, sooner or later someone will pay for this fire, I promise!" Song Yi said calmly, dragging the short man's body without stopping for a moment, trying to choose a secluded and uninhabited alley to leave.

Fortunately, this is a short man, and one of his arms was cut off, which made Song Yi not feel too tired in the process, so Song Yi felt that it was a wise choice to cut off one of this person's hands before

"What does it mean to pay?" After walking for a while, Fuyao seemed to realize that Song Yi had said a word that he couldn't quite understand.

"Paying is what it means to settle the bill." Song Yi said with a wry smile. I feel that I should be more rigorous in my speech in the future, otherwise sooner or later Fuyao will feel like a freak.

But in fact, Song Yi didn't know that Fuyao had always thought that he was a weirdo, otherwise it would not have been possible to stay by his side for so long.

Because Fuyao believes that weirdos are always a more interesting type of people, when the master tells interesting stories about the rivers and lakes, those weird people in the rivers and lakes are often people with stories and skills

Yang San was in a dark and dark room, experiencing a huge torment in his heart, and he was waiting. But this waiting was extremely painful, his mouth was gagged, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't see anything, and worse still, his wounds didn't help him, he kept bleeding

The feeling of bleeding was more frightening than the pain, because he could feel his own bleeding. And he couldn't faint, because the bleeding would carry a continuous tingling pain, and he could clearly feel his blood slowly flowing out. He scolded Song Yi 10,000 times in his heart and received a thousand knives, that is, Song Yi should have suffered at least 10 million knives in his heart, and his resentment was even more hateful than Ling Chi and Song Yi.

But he was still waiting, he considered himself a cautious person, and he also thought that he had always been a smart person.

Listening to the faint shouting and killing outside the Song Mansion, he suddenly had a spirit, and then he felt that his follow-up plan had begun to take effect, he endured the fear of bleeding, and even felt faintly excited.

Because of the excitement, he was bleeding faster, he felt as if he was a little dizzy, listening to the shouting that had lasted for a long time, he suddenly felt that he was a little confused. Otherwise, the shouting for what would have lasted for so long

For so long, it was so long that Yang San was restless and had a greater panic.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the door, Yang San was in good spirits, he felt that he was finally saved, and a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.

The door opened, Yang San was so shaken by the candlelight that he couldn't see anything clearly, he suddenly became excited, and the blocked mouth made a 'hmm' sound to show his existence.

Then, a voice came and pulled him back to hell! Yang San's whole body shook, and his body suddenly became cold, and at this time, he finally realized that he really felt like he was about to pass out because of excessive blood loss.

"Yang San, I'll bring your subordinates to be your companions."

What sounded was Song Yi's cold voice, which came into Yang San's ears, and it was no different from the demon's voice, and then Yang San's pupils contracted violently, and finally vaguely saw that Song Yi had thrown a dwarf in.

Shorty one-armed. But Yang San would never think that this was the Zhanpeng beside Song Yi, because the short man was too short, and Yang San was too familiar with him

Yang San, desperate.

He wanted to faint, and then Song Yi poured a basin of ice water on his face, causing him to suddenly shake his whole body, and he suddenly became extremely conscious.

"Yang San. You owe me two lives, and I should have cut you with a thousand knives, but I'll give you a chance at the end. Tell me all, and the place of delivery agreed between Mrs. Greiko and you, otherwise, you should know that you won't even die happily! You also heard the sound outside, it was your people and Yu Tou Zhang's people were killing, and the yamen would not help you or Yu Tou Zhang, so the yamen would not ask. In the end, all these forces and personnel that you have secretly cultivated over the years will be cut down and eradicated, and Yu Touzhang is not a person who can hide sand in his eyes, you feel this matter more than me! Song Yi stared at Yang San with a sneer and said, taking advantage of the situation to wipe the blood on his hands on Yang San's clothes!

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The latest chapter of the high-speed debut Merry Exploration Flower, this chapter is the two hundred and eleventh chapter Yang San is desperate! If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in the QQ group and Weibo!