Chapter Twenty-Eight: Encountering the Cult Again
"Do you think you'll be fine if you kidnap me? Once the hall master comes down, you will definitely die! Xiaojuan threatened viciously.
"So what, even if I die, I will definitely pull you, it's good to have beautiful women on Huangquan Road!" Dowling said with a smile, and touched Xiaojuan's cheek with his hand that didn't hold a knife.
"You said you wore a veil because you were too beautiful or because you were too ugly to see people, I'm a little curious!" Dowling leaned closer to Xiaojuan and whispered in her ear.
A faint hot breath spewed on Xiao Juan's ears, making her body tremble slightly.
"Hooligans!" Xiaojuan struggled violently, but to no avail.
The two sides reached an impasse, in fact, after it was determined that the monk who quit drinking and left with Wang Kai and Li Yang, Dao Lin did not plan to fight hard, but at this time, it was not easy to leave by the two, especially if there was a hall master upstairs.
"Let's talk, I'll let her go, you guys back and let me go." Dowling said with a smile.
"You're dreaming! Kill my two brothers, don't you want to leave! Ah Er roared angrily.
"Blame me? Didn't you do it to us first? Is it possible to do what you kill, and not for others to kill you? Dowling said disdainfully.
"That's right, that's what you said!" A cold voice rang out, and the hall master appeared at the top of the stairs with a head in his hand.
"Hall Master!" Xiao Juan and Ah Er Ah Si shouted at the same time.
"A bunch of rubbish! Not even a child can solve it! The hall master looked at the two corpses at Xiao Juan's feet and said angrily.
"I'm sorry hall master, we didn't expect this kid to be a first-class martial artist, Ah Da and Ah San suffered losses under him." Ah Er lowered his head and whispered.
The hall master saw the wound on his chest, his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and he said in his heart that this kid's knife technique is quite exquisite, but this weapon is a kitchen knife, which makes him very incomprehensible.
"Old man, we have no grudges in the past and no hatred in the near future, how about this matter be revealed?" Dowling said with his head tilted.
"You are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me, and we Cult Hidden Treasures Society never negotiate conditions with others!" The hall master sneered and spoke.
The smile on Dao Lin's face disappeared when he heard this, his deep gaze looked at the hall master, and a killing intent rose in his heart, this group of people is also the Evil Hidden Society, so! This group of people should be damned!
Dowling smiled, his laughter was very weird, and the four members of the Cult Hidden Society couldn't help but be stunned.
"Are you sure you're right, you're the Cult?" Dowling said word by word.
"What? Heard of our name? The hall master smiled arrogantly.
"She's also from your cult society?" Dowling nodded, patted Xiaojuan's cheek and asked.
"That's natural, she's the holy daughter of our Luo Youtang, you'd better let her go, otherwise you'll ......" The hall master's eyes widened before he finished speaking.
I saw a strange smile appear on the corner of Daolin's mouth, and his hand holding the kitchen knife slid slightly, and he directly cut Xiaojuan's throat!
Xiao Juan couldn't have imagined that this young man was so bold, surrounded by so many people, and dared to scare himself into a killer, the fear of death made her twitch unconsciously, blood spurted from her throat, her eyes widened and wanted to speak but she couldn't make any sound.
"You dare!" The hall master was furious.
"I've done it all, isn't it a little boring for you to say that?" Dowling smiled and let go of his hand, and Xiaojuan fell weakly, blood staining the ground red.
"Kill him for me!" The hall master waved his hand, Ah Er and Ah Si reacted, and rushed over with a roar.
Dao Lin no longer kept his hand, and the "Naqi Guyuan Fist Method" and "Ku Ding Jie Niu Knife Method" were fully stimulated, and the left fist and right knife met it.
The left fist was punched, and the internal force turned into a white fist shadow to hit the seriously injured Ah Er upside down, and the body turned, and the golden Dao Gang in his right hand swept out continuously, Ah Si resisted with all his strength, and the Dao Gang left a bloody mark on his arm, and the bones were visible.
"Death to the boy!" The hall master slapped a palm in the air, and a huge palm print struck.
As soon as Dao Lin's body turned, the golden knife slashed at the momentum, and the knife burst out and collided with the palm print, and was defeated in just a moment, and the huge force made Dao Lin Zhen's vomit blood fly upside down, until it hit the wall and smashed the wall into a dent.
"Poof~~" Dowling was embedded in the wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes red, and he looked at the hall master with a shocked face.
The fear of death enveloped him, and he knew that this hall master was not something he could fight against at all, and a sense of powerlessness arose.
Ah Er fell to the ground, just now a punch directly broke his ribs, the ribs were inserted into the heart, he spat blood out of his mouth, looking at Dowling who was framed on the wall showed a bloody smile, his head tilted and whimpered.
"Second brother~! Boy, I'm going to kill you! Ah Si let out a sad cry and rushed towards Dowling angrily.
Dowling couldn't move at this time, and he couldn't resist it if he wanted to, so he could only watch his fist fall on his chest, and a huge force hit, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and in the next moment, he was punched through the wall and fell into the street outside.
Dowling fell to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the unbearable pain came from his internal organs, and he began to cough violently, bringing out a mouthful of blood with each cough.
Ah Si slammed through the wall and came out onto the street, his eyes fixed on Dowling, his fists clenched.
"Today, I must kill you to avenge the three brothers and the saint, I will crush all your bones, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood!" Ah Si bent down and lifted Daolin up, and was about to use his strength to tear him in half, but was stopped by the hall master's voice.
"Wait!" The hall master also walked through the wall, holding in his hand the golden sword that Dowling had dropped.
"Don't kill him yet, I didn't expect this kid to be a big fish!" The hall master looked at the kitchen knife in his hand and said in a sly manner.
"Hall Master, he killed the Holy Maiden and my three brothers!" Ah Si roared.
"Shut up, your life is worthless compared to him, I can't kill if I can't kill it!" The hall master glared at him and shouted angrily.
Ah Si shuddered, and put Daolin down hatefully.
Dowling was carried to the ground, he was badly wounded, the worst he had ever been beaten since he became a warrior, and the closest he had ever been to death.
"Boy, let me ask you, where did this knife come from?" The hall master walked over to Dowling and crouched down and asked.
"I picked it up." Dowling asked weakly.
"Hehe~ Do you think anyone will believe this?" The hall master smiled and patted Daolin's face with a golden knife and said.
"Believe it or not, kill or chop whatever you want." Dowling said as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Did you just use the fist technique that only the golden armored cavalry practiced, plus this golden knife that is extraordinary at a glance, boy, to be honest, at least suffer a little less!" The hall master spoke in a flat tone, and took the knife in his hand and slashed at Dowling's body, and blood immediately flowed out.