Xiao Cheng no longer hesitated, sealed a stream of energy into the boy's body, and then, with a wave of his hand, the bald head Zhang and Mo Jingjing disappeared with him, leaving only Mo Haichuan holding the dagger.

Xiao Cheng's voice sounded in Mo Haichuan's ears.

"I will protect the two of you, you have no worries, the people of the club will arrive soon, it seems that the big leaders are coming,...... Interesting, they are all little friars of the day?

Haichuan, if you want to solve this problem, it's not easy. The path is your own choice, and in the process, if you regret it, just shout to give up, and I will come forward to save you, and then you and your sister can continue to escape."

Xiao Cheng's voice fell into Mo Haichuan's ears, and the little boy's face turned even paler, but he gritted his teeth and looked at the meaning, even if he died in battle, he would not shout the word give up.

On an old building hundreds of meters away, Xiao Cheng put down the bald head Zhang and Mo Jingjing, and the two children looked at each other without making a sound.

They stood on the top of the building and watched condescendingly, but no one could detect them, this method shocked the bald Zhang and Mo Jingjing's hearts, and they didn't dare to make a sound lightly, but Mo Jingjing's little hand holding Xiao Cheng's sleeve still betrayed the tension in her heart.

Condescendingly, it is clear that from the alleys in all directions, tens of thousands of beggars emerge from Hulala, all of whom are older than twelve or thirteen years old, both men and women.

The two men and one woman in the lead were not beggars, they were dressed very gorgeously, and they flew towards Mo Haichuan's place at high speed, and at first glance they were people with high martial arts.

Mo Jingjing was nervous to death.

"However, as long as my brother can't hold on and shouts to give up, this powerful uncle next to him will be able to come to the rescue, so that my brother won't die, that's it." She's a little more at heart.

The bald head Zhang also wants to apprentice, but he is relatively old, and he has not awakened the supernatural attribute so far, he is very self-aware, and knows that his path does not seem to be in the cultivation world, so he has been quietly watching the development of the situation and has not made much noise.

"Bald Zhang, how many evil things did you do before your conscience found out?" A voice suddenly fell into the ears of Bald Zhang, and he couldn't help but speed up his heart and turn pale.

"No need to answer, it's a conscience account. From this day on, you owe a hundred lives, and you must save people to pay back.

Not to pay it back to me, but to atone for myself, for three years, and after three years, I will come to you, and if one less one is saved, I will take your life with my own hands.

Don't doubt my ability, since you know my name, you should know what kind of organization the West Factory is, and what kind of person I am, you should also have heard of it.

The Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion can't escape my pursuit, can you do it? Do you understand what I say?

100 lives, three years, one less, or, if you kill an innocent person, I will take your life."

The bald head and Zhang heartbeat like a drum, and he was about to kneel down to make a statement.

However, an invisible force stopped his behavior, and Xiao Cheng said unhappily: "The man has gold under his knees, I don't like bastards with soft knees the most, you must change this problem, you don't need to say more, we'll see you in three years, we'll see you later."

After saying this, Xiao Cheng slowly patted the little girl Mo Jingjing's head, calmed the child's nervous heart, and no longer paid attention to the bald head Zhang who was covered in cold sweat.

Who is Xiao Cheng? Although the bald head Zhang only knew the approximately, he knew the weight of the name very well, according to his own understanding, these two words stood at the top of the pyramid, no worse than the emperor.

Such a person speaks, and there is no difference between the Holy Decree, and if he dares to disobey or flee, he will not have to think about the consequences, and he will definitely die.

Although he has no life in his hands, he is indeed an accomplice, saving 100 lives to pay off debts, in fact, he is not wronged.

The bald head Zhang figured it out, his expression calmed down, and there was more firmness in it.

Xiao Cheng's mental power has been locking on the bald head, if this kid's eyes appear ruthless and sinister, Xiao Cheng will not hesitate to kill this fight.

The so-called lost way, Xiao Cheng doesn't believe it very much, he has always thought that his nature is difficult to change.

Bald Zhang is used to bullying the weak, and letting him save people is a completely change in nature. In fact, saving people is far more difficult than killing people, and it is not generally difficult to complete this task.

But for the sake of his life, the bald Zhang will grit his teeth and complete it, Xiao Cheng believes that the moment he completes it, this guy who accidentally bursts out with the brilliance of human nature will be completely transformed.

This is the opportunity that Xiao Cheng gave him, if he can't catch it, Xiao Cheng doesn't mind ending his life by himself, he doesn't allow himself to save a hungry wolf.

Observing the telekinesis, he found that the bald head Zhang had made up his mind to complete the task, Xiao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, so he stopped paying attention to him and focused his attention downstairs.

Because, the three leaders of the strange beggar community arrived here first, and then, the dense gang blocked the way out of this small street in all directions, and the surrounding people had already seen the opportunity to avoid it quickly, otherwise, there would be unnecessary casualties.

Mo Haichuan, who was only eight years old, arched his small body, clenched the dagger with his backhand, and his cruel eyes fell on the three leaders.

These three people are all over seventeen or eighteen years old, and for him, the pressure is not ordinary, because these three are all peak one-day cultivators.

Such a little monk, Xiao Cheng was destroyed with his backhand, but compared to Mo Haichuan at this time, it was a horizontal mountain and difficult to overthrow.

The bald head Zhang told Xiao Cheng about the names of the three presidents, and Xiao Cheng had a little understanding.

The only female leader among them, with a peach blossom face, a little beauty, a convex and backward figure, wearing a well-trimmed purple and red dress, her breasts are too full, almost stretching the front chest of the dress, extremely seductive.

However, there are dense gangs around, and no one dares to peek at this woman, and everyone knows the cruel methods of this vice president, and everyone knows her nickname 'Purple Red Rose'.

Roses are thorny, and this one is no exception.

The other vice president is a big man, his face is no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is more than 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black tights, and his muscles are highlighted under the clothes, which has strong explosive power.

He carried an axe on his back and looked extremely violent. His nickname is 'Eighteen Axes', and it is said that a set of 'Eighteen Splits in a Chain' axe method has slashed and killed thousands of people.

The president is a gentle and elegant young man, very handsome, but his eyes are slender and cunning.

He was carrying a sword in his hand, the cold light was shining, this is a seemingly gentle but actually ruthless character, nicknamed 'Lightning Sword', it can be seen that a set of swordsmanship is famous for being fast.

These three people should be the outer disciples of a certain sect, in charge of the affairs of such a small gang, and they are not allowed to use their names, only their nicknames, which shows that the sect behind the Qi Beggars Society is very careful not to let people catch the handle.

It's hard to say that this kind of thing is good-looking, but it's still necessary to cover your ears and steal the bell.

"Vice president, it's this kid, he used a wooden stick to sneak attack and kill Guo Wucub ......."

The older children who had fled came up from the crowd and pointed to the little boy who was waiting for him.

Bang bang bang ......!

A series of big mouths slapped the cheeks of these little minions, and in the screams, blood flew out with big teeth, and several minions fell to the ground in an instant.

The 'Eighteen Axes' with the big hands of the fan spitted fiercely and scolded: "Guo Wucub is also what you can say? Bastard, follow the eldest brother out, the eldest brother died, but you came back unharmed? When this matter is over, I will personally enforce the gang rules."

A few minions covered their faces and got up, kneeling there in unison, kowtowing like pounding garlic and begging for mercy, the burly 'eighteen axes' kicked away one by one, and the gangsters holding daggers and swords looked indifferently, as if only a few flies were kicked away.

Lightning Sword didn't even have the interest to take a look at it, and he squinted at the little boy who didn't move, and squeezed out a sinister smile after half a sound.

"What a little wolf cub, what about the president, I am in a good mood today, although you killed Guo Wucub, as long as you kneel in front of me and belong to this society, I will spare your life. Your fugitive sister and the defected bald Zhang, I can spare my life, not only that, but you can also take the place of Guo Wucub, what, do you want to belong to it?"

After the lightning sword asked this, the surrounding gang members clenched their swords tightly, and if the child didn't know what to do, then go up and cut it into mashed meat.

"I have met a master who will not bow down when he encounters the forces of evil, and I am determined to learn from him, so I understand your kindness, and I will not join him." Mo Haichuan replied coldly, categorically.

Lightning Sword was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that a seven or eight-year-old child could have such hard bones?

'Giggle' laughed, the purple rose smiled charmingly, the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, looked back and gave the lightning sword a wink, and said: "Senior brother, this kid doesn't look at you in his eyes, hehehe."

Lightning Sword's handsome face flushed.

"Kill him!" the lightning sword waved at the little boy.

Here!

With a bang, countless people ran forward with swords, looking like they were going to kill them in one fell swoop.

Shout!

The little boy moved, he didn't look at the ordinary gang around him, there was only one person in his eyes - the lightning sword.

At that moment, he burned all the energy that Xiao Cheng had sealed in his body, turning into a bolt of lightning, and in a series of sword breaks, he flew in front of him in the lightning sword's disbelieving eyes, and the dagger stabbed into the chest of the lightning sword with a 'poof'.

The sword of the lightning sword had been drawn and three transparent holes were stabbed on the child's body, but instead of stabbing the vital point, he was killed by the child with a dagger.

Then, the lightning did not stop, and after being slashed three times by the Eighteen Axes, a dagger pierced the throat of the Eighteen Axes.

With a kick, he flew into his tall body and rebounded to the side of Purple Rose, and at the same time that Purple Rose's two short knives stabbed under his left and right ribs, the dagger was nailed into the center of Purple Rose's eyebrows!

The child with the knife in his ribs straightened up, drew his dagger, raised the knife in his hand, and cut off the head of the lightning sword, carried it in his hand, and demonstrated to the surrounding people who did not dare to step forward.

"Come on, there's a kind, come on!"

Mo Haichuan was about to be hurt to death, but he couldn't bear to faint, carrying his head, and the frightened surrounding gangs kept retreating. This evil aura was so thick that the gang was frightened.

When!

There was the sound of blades falling to the ground, and then, one after another, the weapons landed, and the dense crowd dispersed.

The tree is falling and scattering, and this is the most accurate way to describe the situation at this time.

But for a moment, in addition to corpses, broken blades and weapons everywhere, there was only Mo Haichuan who had been standing.

After a few moments, the little boy couldn't hold on anymore and fainted gorgeously. The head of the lightning sword fell to the ground, stained with dust and blood.

"Born King of Killers!"

Xiao Cheng saw it in his eyes, and muttered in his heart, he led Mo Jingjing, who was crying into tears, and his pale bald head to fall down. R1058