"Why are the lights out?"

"There's no lamp oil, I'll go add some."

Wei Sihai picked up the extinguished oil lamp and glanced at it, then staggered to his feet and walked outside.

A few other people didn't care, although it was a black light, but they were all people who were grinding skin and practicing flesh and blood, and they would not be blind in the dark, they could still see the wine cup and teacup, and continued to drink and laugh.

However.

waited for a while, but did not see Wei Sihai return.

"Why hasn't the old guard come back yet?"

"Add a little lamp oil in the dark, and you won't fall into the pit."

Sun Jiuli took a sip of wine, and couldn't help laughing as he spoke, but with a smile and a smile, his voice slowly stopped.

Because I don't know when.

Through the window paper on the door, reflecting the dim moonlight outside, I saw a hazy black shadow appear in front of the door, which seemed to have just appeared, and seemed to have stayed for a long time.

"Old Guard, what are you standing at the door?"

Liu Lanshan frowned and shouted at the figure outside the door.

Bang.

The door was pushed open, and a cold wind blew in, and I saw Wei Sihai's figure appear at the door, standing there upright, and then ...... The whole person leaned forward slowly, and fell straight into the room with a bang, and the sound of the impact was like the ice crashing and shattering.

This surprise was not trivial, Sun Jiuli and Liu Lanshan all got up suddenly, each showing a look of horror.

"Who!"

"Who?!"

Neither of them even looked at Wei Sihai, who was straight and upright, falling to the floor like an icicle, but pulled out a blade that they had put aside.

They are all characters who walk the rivers and lakes, mixed between fighting and killing, and they are not frightened when they encounter shocks, but at this time, they are also a little frightened in their hearts, because looking at Wei Sihai's appearance just now, people are afraid that they are already dead!

You must know that Wei Sihai is also a character who has perfected his training, mastered the knife position, and became famous, but he died in the dark without a sound, and he didn't even know who did it, how terrifying.

If it weren't for the presence of Zhang He, the leader of the Wicked Gang, behind them, the two of them would probably not be able to maintain their composure at this time.

But it was precisely because of Zhang He's presence that the two of them were not only shocked at this time, but also angry, and someone actually took advantage of the night to enter the general gang of their wicked gang and attack and kill a deputy gang leader!

There was a brief silence.

Only a whining wind blew.

"I don't know which friend it is, I came uninvited, but I was disappointed."

Zhang He, who was sitting at the top of the table, finally spoke lightly.

In the wind and snow outside the door, a figure in a black robe appeared silently, and just like that, in the dim moonlight, he walked straight forward, stepped over Wei Sihai's corpse, and walked into the house.

"You are the 'Evil Knife' Zhang He?"

Chen Mu looked at Zhang He lightly.

Zhang He got up slowly, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and said, "Yes, what is the matter with Your Excellency?" ”

"Kill."

Chen Mu's voice fell gently, and then the whole person shook suddenly, disappeared in place, and the next moment he came to Sun Jiuli's body like a ghost.

Sun Jiuli's pupils shrank, revealing a look of horror, but after all, he was a good hand who had crawled out of countless lives and deaths, and suddenly shouted angrily, swinging a knife forward with both hands, and at the same time the whole body retreated backwards.

This knife does not seek to be effective, but only to be able to stop Chen Mu in exchange for the opportunity for Zhang Yi to save him.

However.

A scene to his horror appeared.

I saw Chen Mu face his knife, directly pinched it with his bare hands, grabbed the steel knife horizontally with his five fingers, and the whole knife was immediately twisted and deformed, and then sent forward lightly, and the curved steel knife was wrapped in an irresistible force that shattered his hands, breaking from the handle of the knife, and finally the entire knife body directly penetrated his chest.

Bang!

Sun Jiuli flew backwards, hit the wall behind him straight, was nailed to the wall by his own steel knife, and did not move after a few convulsions.

Before he died, there was still a shock and disbelief in his eyes.

When Chen Mu suddenly made a move, he had thought that Chen Mu's tricks would be sharp and difficult to parry, but he didn't expect it to be so rough and direct, and he didn't even show his weapon, this terrifying power is obviously not something that a character who grinds skin and flesh can have, or Zhang He is afraid that it is far inferior!

From Chen Mu's shot to Sun Jiuli's death, it was tedious to say, but in fact it was just an instant.

Liu Lanshan saw that Sun Jiuli couldn't resist a blow, and the horror in his heart was beyond measure, and he didn't dare to stay in the house at the moment, so he rushed out.

However.

At this moment, Chen Mu casually turned around, grabbed a wooden chopstick from the table with a light scoop with his left hand, and then the wooden chopsticks turned in his palm, flung and sent, accompanied by a terrifying sound of breaking the air, the rough wooden chopsticks were like a sharp crossbow, bursting towards Liu Lanshan.

Liu Lanshan only felt a terrifying sense of crisis descending on his body, and almost instinctively reluctantly twisted his body, holding the steel knife in his hand in front of him in an attempt to stop it.

Boom!

It exploded with the sound of gold and iron.

The crumbs of the wooden chopsticks splashed everywhere, and the first half of the chopsticks were broken inch by inch, but in the end, they penetrated the steel knife hard, and the second half directly sank into Liu Lanshan's heart.

"Poof."

Liu Lanshan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out of the door and knelt down in the snow.

He was not dead yet, and looked down at the steel knife in front of him that had been pierced by wooden chopsticks, his eyes full of disbelief.

Inside the house.

Zhang He's whole person was frozen in place, and the full moon scimitar in his hand was also frozen there, and his eyes looking at Chen Mu were full of shock, and he no longer had the calmness and depth just now.

"You...... Who is you? ”

He is not Liu Lanshan and Sun Jiuli, as the leader of the Wicked Gang, he has stepped into the existence of the Yijin Realm, although he has never had the opportunity to really climb to the upper echelons of this Yu City, but he has seen the world above.

Chen Mu's method of killing Sun Jiuli was okay, but the scene of killing Liu Lanshan with a wooden chopstick made his spine chill for a moment.

Artistic conception!

A mere piece of wooden chopsticks can penetrate steel, this means of turning decay into magic, and only by mastering the existence of artistic conception can it be displayed.

And looking at the entire Yucheng, how many characters have mastered the artistic conception, every one of them is a big person in the inner city, and they are far from the existence that he can provoke.

How could I be targeted by such a character?!

Zhang He's thoughts were spinning wildly, but he never thought of when he had done something to provoke such a character.

"Where are all the money that the Wicked Gang has earned recently?"

Chen Mu only looked at Zhang He at this time, still empty-handed, and asked very plainly.

Zhang He barely squeezed out a stiff expression and said, "Most of them have been given to Mr. He, and some are here......

"Oh."

Chen Mu nodded slightly.

Zhang He held his full moon scimitar tightly in his right hand, and seeing that Chen Mu didn't speak, his heart gradually sank, and his left hand slowly touched his arms.

Bang!

The next moment, Zhang He suddenly burst up, turned out a black ball in his hand, threw it suddenly, and after it exploded with a bang, a gray mist enveloped the entire room in an instant.

At this time, Zhang He had already retreated backwards, his back smashed into the wall, and the whole person disappeared directly into the night, running frantically without looking back.

In front of a character who has mastered the artistic conception, he has no idea of confrontation at all, and only hopes that his corpse poison jade can delay for a moment or two, so that he has a chance to escape.

However.

Only a few hundred meters away, under the dim moonlight, a little ghost light broke through the sky from behind, and under the reflection of the snow, it was like a beam of meteors cutting through hell.

Zhang He's whole body suddenly tensed, the muscles of his body swelled suddenly, and under the traction of the big tendons around his body, all his strength was condensed in one place, and the full moon scimitar in his hand slashed backwards fiercely.

Qiang !!

Sparks fly.

Chen Mu's figure quietly crossed Zhang He, and a wisp of blood appeared on the rough rusty sword in his hand.

Zhang He's whole person stiffened there, the full moon scimitar in his hand fell to the ground, he covered his neck with one hand, and looked at Chen Mu behind him with difficulty, but in the end he couldn't see Chen Mu's appearance clearly, after the whole person shook, he fell into the snow with a pop, and the blood quickly stained the snow red.

"Easy tendon small into ......"

Chen Mu turned around, lowered the rusty sword in his hand slightly, looked at Zhang He's corpse, and shook his head slightly.

is also Yi Jin Xiaocheng, Zhang He, a character with the name of 'evil knife', is indeed so vulnerable in his hands that he can't even make a move.

Of course, this is due to his golden body, and the speed of his physical explosion is almost not inferior to that of Yi Jin Dacheng, but it is more because of the artistic conception, compared with the knife momentum, the artistic conception is completely different from cloud and mud, and it is more like the separation of immortals.

If there is no artistic conception.

Even if he was a Yi Jin Cheng and wanted to kill Zhang He, he would not kill so easily and casually, and he would be killed in one move.

Chen Mu put away the rusty sword, looked at Zhang He's corpse and leaned over, and briefly groped for it, but did not grope for the silver money, only found a thin account book, which seemed to have something in it, but it was not clear under the dim moonlight.

Chen Mu shook his head, didn't look closely, put it away, and then went back, and soon returned to the Wicked Gang's station.

At this time.

In the courtyard where the Wicked Gang was stationed, there were already more than a dozen figures, and the movement just now had already awakened many people.

However, when they rushed to the courtyard, they were all shocked at this moment, not knowing what was happening here, and looking at the corpse of Liu Lanshan, who was kneeling in the snow and already dead, with a frightened face.

Quietly.

Chen Mu appeared in the crowd, his eyes indifferently waving the rusty sword.

A wisp of dark clouds covered the dim moonlight, making the courtyard completely dark, and when a faint ray of moonlight finally reflected through the edge of the dark clouds, there was only a corpse left in the courtyard, the blood flowed and melted some of the snow, and then froze with the snow and turned into pieces of blood-colored ice, and Chen Mu's figure had long since disappeared.

Until the next morning.

The news that the headquarters of the Wicked Gang's headquarters was slaughtered, and the gang leader 'Evil Knife' Zhang He, as well as several deputy gang leaders, and hundreds of gang members all died, finally spread quickly.

All of a sudden, the entire west of the city was shaken!

(End of chapter)