"It's too late to think about regret now."

Su Heng sighed with a little pity on his face.

Leg up, forward.

Rumble!

The huge solid wood square table in front of him was kicked away by Su Heng, spun half a circle, and made a dull whistling sound, only then did it slam on the back of one of them.

The man screamed and threw himself forward, blood spurting from his mouth.

The body was also submerged under the broken wooden blocks of tables and chairs, and after two struggles, it gradually lost its movement.

As for the last one.

It was the tall, thin altar master with a straw hat on his head.

was caught up by Su Heng from behind, stretched out his hand and slammed it to the ground, the left side of his face was attached to the cold ground, and in front of him was the miserable face of his companion.

The rich smell of blood lingered in the nostrils.

His mind seemed to have completely collapsed, and he was a second-time blood refining master, but at this time, he was constantly trembling and begging for mercy.

"Who instructed you to harm my sister?" Su Heng asked.

He strained his hands.

The straw hat man only felt that he was gradually unable to breathe, and there was a tingling sensation in his neck and spine as if it was about to break.

"It's the deputy leader of the Qingcheng Gang, Luhu." He struggled to speak.

"Luhu."

Su Heng's brows furrowed slightly.

More than two months have passed since that incident.

He thought that this would be the end of the curtain completely. But what I didn't expect was that this person was so ghostly... Still refusing to give up.

"Click!"

Ignore the straw hat man's pleadings.

Su Heng exerted force in his hand, and the straw hat man's cervical vertebrae were easily broken by him like dead wood.

After doing these things.

Su Heng clapped his hands, stood up, and looked at the messy house ground in front of him, looking a little distressed.

Although the public security environment in the county is getting worse and worse.

But now.

There was such a big commotion.

It's hard to say, whether it will attract masters from the government, if it is seen positively, it will always be a little troublesome.

Hurry up and search for valuables. Get out of here.

He was just about to leave.

I saw the candlelight flickering at the door, and a middle-aged man wearing a gray short, showing strong muscles, appeared in front of the door.

Seeing the corpses and blood stains everywhere in the room, as well as Su Heng standing on the broken ruins.

The middle-aged man's face showed a look of shock.

But...

He reacts extremely quickly.

The subtle expression on his face was deliberately concealed in an instant, replaced by an unfathomable smile.

"Yes, the young man is strong and strong, and he is quite willing to reach out."

He said.

He also clapped his hands slightly.

Its demeanor, even if Old Man Mei, who is a martial arts refining martial artist, came here, it was not as good as that.

It's just that before he could finish his words, Su Heng's figure in front of him flickered, and when he came back to his senses, his figure had already appeared in front of him.

This man's body size is already tall in Deling County.

He is close to 1.8 meters tall.

But when his eyes were flat, he could only see Su Heng's broad chest, well-developed neck muscles, and some contours on his chin.

"You!"

The man's gaze changed suddenly, and a bad feeling came over him.

Bang!

Don't give him a chance to shoot.

Su Heng was already a straight leg, and he flew forward and kicked out.

The middle-aged man's whole body flew into the air uncontrollably, and when he was in mid-air, he heard the sound of bones shattering from his waist, and then the entire lower half of his body lost consciousness.

Crash!

He slammed into an abandoned cart on the street outside the door.

The old cart was smashed and shattered under the man, and the broken wooden thorns pierced through the back and out of the chest, and the blood stained the man's clothes red.

The man clutched his chest and struggled twice.

But the strength kept passing, and finally he couldn't hold on, his eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

"That's a lot of nonsense."

The light in the room was too dim.

Su Heng didn't notice the subtle change in expression on the man's face at all.

It's just, empathy.

If he really had the certainty of victory, seeing this scene in the room, he would have stepped forward to avenge his companion without saying a word.

This man talks so much nonsense.

On the contrary, it is a manifestation of a weak heart.

was spotted by Su Heng on the spot and killed in two moves.

"The thieves have done a lot of evil, and they must have accumulated a lot of money, this is one of their important strongholds, and there should be a lot of good things in it."

Su Heng rummaged through the bodies of several members of the thief gang for a long time and found several money bags.

Then find a dark compartment in the corner of the room.

Open the dark grid.

Inside, there were two dusty books.

With the help of the flickering candle flame, Su Heng saw the handwriting on the cover of the book.

"Bone shrinking skills, disguise techniques...", his face immediately showed a look of joy: "The thieves gang this group of people, specializing in the business of abduction and deception. It is reasonable to have such a technology to hide your identity. ”

Now Su Heng's figure is getting taller and taller.

Even if he is wearing a night suit, a hat, and a mask.

It is also difficult to hide your identity, and it is easy for people to see through it.

The two cheats found from the robbers' strongholds now are of great use to Su Heng.

At this time.

Su Heng heard footsteps coming from the street corner.

The footsteps were dull and chaotic, mixed with the crisp sound of armor clashing.

If nothing else, it should be that the people from the government were attracted by the movement here, and they brought a lot of people with them.

Su Heng didn't dare to stay for a long time.

With two books in his arms, he carried a few money bags, broke through the wall, and escaped into the block behind him.

In the blink of an eye, its tall figure disappeared into the darkness.

At this time.

A group of officials in shabby armor and rusty swords in their hands rushed over and surrounded the place.

The leading official was as strong as a ball, with a round hat on his head, a dark red and rough complexion, small eyes, and a low nose bridge, which was the standard appearance of a Southern Barbarian.

He looked at the bloody scene of the crime in front of him.

The stubby fingers clenched the long knife in his hand, released it again, and repeated it twice before he sighed heavily.

"The way of this world..."

The vendetta between these gangs often makes even the masters of three blood refining have to die tragically in them.

And in the entire Deling County government office, the top powerhouse is only refining blood three times.

Something like that.

Even if some people in the government want to manage it, they can't do anything about it.

The Dayue Dynasty was founded for more than 300 years, and it has come to an end. Order collapses, like wild horses break free, floods burst banks, and the will and strength of individuals are in the face of such a general trend.

Too small, too fragile.

"Collect the troops!"

The leader of the Southern Barbarian Servants, raised his hand and shouted, pressing down heavily.

The thin servants behind him suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, talking and laughing all the way, and trotting back with their shoulders hooked.