After Dong Chang took all the family members away from Russell, he and Wang Meng were left here.

"Lord, it's time for me to move on to the next step."

Wang Meng said, took out a Tangmen iron thorn from his arms, and stabbed it into the palm of his right hand with a "poof".

His gaze did not change in the slightest, as if it was not his own who was pierced through the palm of his hand.

"Lord, I'm going."

Russell nodded, his mind focused on the stewards of the other sects.

Wang Meng knelt down and saluted again, then turned around and ran towards the Wang Family Branch.

The resolute look on his face slowly melted during the run.

A look of fear began to appear on his face, and he looked back from time to time, snot and tears scattered everywhere.

Others looked at it, as if there was really an invisible tiger chasing him.

After running for three or four kilometers, Wang Meng deliberately fell a few more times, making his body embarrassed.

Approaching the Wang Family Branch, Wang Meng began to shout heartbreakingly, "Come on!" Kill! The people of the Tang Sect want to kill me! Help me! ”

Wang Meng ran in stride, turned around in three steps, and shouted twice back.

In the quiet night sky, the screams like being cleansed were particularly harsh.

"Who!?" The patrol officers of the Wang Family Branch were quickly put on alert.

They divided two people to wake up the resting people, and the remaining five formed a fish-shaped formation and quickly rushed in the direction of the sound source.

The awakened man immediately put on his clothes, picked up the guy and rushed out.

The speed and discipline of the Inhumans in the Wang Family Branch are not bad compared to the elite of the Dongying Special Attack Team.

It can be described as well-trained.

The people guarding the courtyard quickly gathered, and the leader Wang Shou was lying on the wall with a spear, looking ahead vigilantly.

Wang Shou is burly, but he looks like a thief.

But his strength is very strong, stronger than Yang Xing, the president of the Iron Spear Society, and he is the backbone of the Wang family, and he can be regarded as a first-class master in the flower alien world.

If Wang Shou wore the black armor he bought from the Tang Sect, he would even be able to suppress Yang Xing and Tie Yi to help Li Heng, two first-class masters, fight.

Holding the iron spear in his hand and pressing it to the ground, the tip of the two-foot-long spear was more than half sunk into the ground due to gravity.

"Did you hear me clearly? What is he shouting? Wang Shou's voice was a little coquettish, like a sister in Hualou soliciting customers, and the red handkerchief went straight to her face.

But this "red handkerchief" was thrown out by Wang Shou's five big and three thick bodies, like a gorilla teasing a boring child.

The other guards shook their heads, indicating that they couldn't hear clearly.

Their faces tightened, and none of them laughed.

They are highly trained.

Of course, the laughing grave grass is already a foot high.

"The Tang Sect wants to kill me! Help me! ”

The terrible howl of the king's steward reached Wang Shou's ears.

Karamon!

This voice is the king's steward!?

Wang Shou's mind turned sharply, and he made a gesture and ordered everyone to be on guard.

He touched the black armor on his body, and his eyes were deep.

He is also a middle and high-level member of the Wang family, and he knows more things than ordinary people.

He knew the horror of the Tang Gate.

Whether it's a technique that comes and goes without a trace, or an invisible poison that kills people.

Endless mechanisms, or unfathomable alchemy.

Pick out any one to start a sect, and you can rank among the first-class level of the flower planting world.

Not to mention the four in one.

This kind of unbelievable strength, Dongying Yiren has been tested with blood, and no one will question it.

In this land, there are very few people who can withstand the attack of Dongying Inhumans, and the Wang family is counted as one.

But the Wang family also has a lot of losses, otherwise they wouldn't have frantically absorbed other strangers.

But the Tang Gate is different.

Every time I fight, it's the hard stubble of Dongying Infan, and every time I win, I can get stronger.

Incredible.

Because the gap between the Tang Sect and them in the past was not so big.

All these incredible beginnings are because of one person.

Wang Shou instantly flashed a name in his mind - Russell.

Ever since Russell broke into the field of vision of various sects under the name of "Hidden Knife", he didn't give anyone else a chance to react, and directly soared into the sky.

The current Russell is the head of the Tang Sect, and he is also the first person in the world of cultivating flowers.

Of course, this first is still doubtful, and he Wang Shou is the first to deny it.

I haven't fought face-to-face, how can I think of him as the first?

There is no first, and there is no second!

But he doesn't underestimate Russell's strength.

The strong in the Inhuman world are respected, if Russell is weak, how can he be the door chief?

"Pull up the protective net and be careful, the person who is shouting now is likely to be disguised by someone from the Tang Sect."

Wang Shou's eyes swept around coldly.

A few people who wanted to remind him that it was the king were in charge, but under the pressure of his gaze, they chose to remain silent.

Wang Meng performed alone, not relaxed because of the audience's coldness.

Every movement, every expression, and even every shout is a sprint towards perfection.

Wang Shou's ruthless heart rarely fluctuated a little.

He actually gave birth to compassion, as if it would be intolerable for heaven not to save such a miserable person.

Wang Shou said expressionlessly: "Prepare crossbow arrows!" ”

"Steward Wang is being chased and killed by the Tang Sect, and it is likely that someone is invisibly behind Steward Wang."

"Cover the king with crossbow arrows a meter away!"

"Be careful, if I miss, I'll avenge my cousin."

After Wang Shou finished speaking, he held the iron spear with his hand, and his eyes widened to the maximum, like sesame seeds turning into mung beans.

Crossbow arrows began to fall around Wang Meng, and there was no sign of hitting people except for the dead grass being cut off.

Wang Meng was taken aback, and scolded directly: "You bastards, do you want Lao Tzu's life!?" ”

"If you let Lao Tzu break a little skin, grandpa will definitely not give you good juice to eat!"

The guards breathed as their muscles tensed again.

The title of Wang Papi is not only famous externally, but also internally.

Not to mention that he broke his skin, or let him break his clothes, three-quarters of the offerings within three years could be deducted for various reasons.

For a while, the crossbow arrows did not dare to fall within three meters of Wang Meng.

Wang Shou frowned and didn't speak.

Wang Meng's expression in the moonlight was indeed a familiar sense of lack of beating, and the disguise technique would never be so vivid.

And where the crossbow bolt fell, there was no trace of a person's existence.

Farther away, there was no sign of the dead grass being pressed down.

Safe!

Wang Shou beckoned the two of them to go outside and lead Steward Wang in.

A hundred meters around the branch, there are the organs he deployed.

According to Wang Meng's cultivation level, it is estimated that he will not be able to walk 80 meters in front of the branch.

Soon after, Wang Meng was scolded and swept in by two guards.

As soon as he saw Wang Shou, he immediately said with a nose that was not a nose, and an eye that was not an eye: "Wang Dashou, is your cousin relationship with me real?" ”

"Do you really want to shoot me so you can inherit my family property?"

Wang Shou snorted, his eyes fixed on the protective net pulled up in front of the branch.

There was no movement in the net, and the people of the Tang Sect did not continue to chase after the crossbow bolts stopped.

"Uncle Cousin, you have to be considerate and considerate of me. Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. Wang Shou saw the iron thorn in Wang Meng's palm, and his pupils shrank.

"Uncle Cousin, can you show me the guy in your hand?"

(End of chapter)