Looking at Chen Zhen, who was splicing the head of the gun and the barrel of the gun together, the old beggar man also had a gloomy face.

"It's a gold-lettered signboard Zhennan Dart Bureau in Tianguan City of Xinghan Kingdom, I can't imagine that Mr. Chen doesn't even want the life of Dumiao's son. Yuqiu, then you can send Young Master Chen on the road first, and when we take the account books, we will send the chief leader and their father and son to reunite. ”

The old beggar gave an order, and the girl who restrained Chen Lin showed murderous intent in her eyes, and said to Chen Lin with a smile: "Big brother, Qiu'er doesn't want to kill you, you were protecting Qiu'er just now." But your father doesn't want you anymore, then Qiu'er can't help it, big brother, on Huangquan Road, don't blame Qiu'er. ”

As the girl spoke, her right hand stabbed forward. The hand knife that was originally inserted into the boy's chest would be punctured directly if he scored three more points.

Chen Zhen spliced the barrel of the gun in his hand and stared at the group of people opposite with red eyes.

The town of his own town was founded by Chen Zhen's grandfather and father, and after three generations of operation, it was not easy to gain a firm foothold in Xinghan. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren exchanged their lives for the gold-lettered signboard, people are darts, and darts are destroyed. His father and grandfather died badly, his grandfather was attacked by the enemy on a rainy night and died, and his father died on a dart trip, and was killed and robbed. I couldn't do anything to exchange darts for my son's life, so I could only watch my only son's life die in front of me.

"Kill!"

Chen Zhen shouted angrily, stepped on the table, and the whole person flew away with a gun, and the tip of the gun was pointed directly at the mountain.

Chen Lin knew that his father would not bend down because of himself, and he was ready to lose his life. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for acting recklessly and crashing headlong into the trap of these thieves.

When the young man was dying, he couldn't help but turn his head to look back, he wanted to take one last look at the woman in white before he died. Since the strange encounter, the figure of the woman with a beautiful and indifferent face has been firmly imprinted in her heart. Even if the other party has never taken care of him along the way, the young man who knows and loves for the first time can't help but take a peek at the afterglow.

It's just that the young man glanced at it, but the woman's figure was gone, and only the scholar in Tsing Yi was still sitting in place.

The white shadow flashed, and only a muffled sound was heard. The girl disguised as the killer flew out upside down and smashed a big tree in the distance surrounded by two people. The girl fell to the ground and rolled several times with her face facing the sky. I saw that his face was covered with blood, his eyes were wide, and he had no breath.

Suddenly such a change occurred, and everyone in the audience was shocked.

Looking over, I saw a tall woman in white standing where the girl was before, holding the young man's shoulder with one hand and maintaining a fist-struck posture with the other.

It turned out that just when the girl was about to increase the strength of her hand and take the boy's life, the woman in white got up from the bench, instantly crossed a distance of four or five zhang, came to the boy's side, knocked the girl away with a punch, and saved the only son of the head of the Zhennan Dart Bureau.

After the woman in white punched the killer, she turned into a grab, grabbed the young man's shoulder, flew away, and returned to the table. After the boy landed, his body was unstable, and he actually sat directly at the woman's feet.

The young man looked up at the woman who had reseated herself, and his mind went blank.

After meeting these two a few days ago, Chen Zhen did say to himself privately that the scholar surnamed Chen must be an ordinary person, but the girl named Jin Ran is likely to be a practitioner. It's just that Chen Zhen can't see her specific cultivation, and it is completely based on the only feeling of a martial artist to make this conclusion. Chen Lin himself guessed that even if Miss Jin had practiced her fists and feet, she should have only practiced some tricks to strengthen her body, otherwise how could her father, who is a fourth-grade martial artist, not be able to see through her cultivation.

But this pretty girl, who looked to be only in her twenties, appeared in front of her like a divine soldier just now, and beat the killer to the point of life and death with one punch. Before he came back to his senses, she brushed it back to the table. Could it be that this golden girl is a great master with a high level of cultivation?

The sudden change did not make everyone on the field stop making peace. After a brief moment of consternation, the two sides were in a scuffle. Especially when Chen Zhen saw that his son was out of trouble, he had no worries at the moment, and a silver iron spear was impenetrable, covering the old beggar who was known as the mountain in the gun.

Shan Zhong Su is a five-grade martial artist, and his own cultivation realm is higher than Chen Zhen, but he was shocked that the woman just now directly killed his subordinates in an instant, and he was still a little panicked in his heart. After the woman had saved someone, he returned to the tea table, and it seemed that he did not intend to interfere in the fight between himself and the others, so he had the courage to snatch the account book. Otherwise, no matter how high the price offered by the employer, he would have to go back and get it.

During the fight, Shan Zhongsuo always paid most of his attention to the woman's movements, and for a while, Chen Zhen, who was a four-grade cultivator, had some upper hand.

"Shouldn't you have done it?"

The woman in white named Jin Ran asked lightly.

The scholar in Tsing Yi smiled, and looked at the woman in white with a slightly playful look. "Wufu punches, sword cultivation swords, has always only relied on the word from the heart, when do you still ask whether it should or shouldn't?"

When the woman in white heard this, she actually knew in her heart that the other party must have found the clue at the first time when the pair of ancestors and grandchildren appeared, and she also signaled to her eyes not to interfere. Originally, the woman also nodded, and she really didn't plan to get involved in such grievances and vendettas on the rivers and lakes.

But when Chen Zhen chose the latter between her son's life and the dart, a certain string in her heart was instantly touched. Without any thoughts, she almost relied on her physical instinct to kill and save people. It wasn't until everyone's eyes focused on her that they suddenly woke up, because after she saved Chen Lin, she didn't make a move, just sat at the table.

This female martial artist, Jin Ran, and Chen Gongzi, who was dressed as a scholar, were Shu Jinran and Zhuo Yuming, who went all the way north from the town demon city. The two of them came across the dart team in a field and joined them. One is to find someone to be a guide to lead the way, and the other is that Zhuo Yuming has talked many times about the fun of walking in the world in various identities, which really aroused Shu Jinran's interest.

"Since you have rescued people, then let's just be a good person to the end, otherwise Mr. Chen will not be able to support his head. ”

Zhuo Yuming reminded with a smile, and surged in the direction of Chen Zhen with his chin.

Shu Jinran frowned at the beautiful willow eyebrows and looked around the scene. The group of people who robbed the darts seemed to be generally higher than the dart masters of the Zhennan Dart Bureau, and in the time of a few words from the two of them, many people on the side of the Dart Bureau were already injured.

The woman in white sighed lightly and slowly stood up.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a strong wind blowing, whistling and turning, and then silent again.

Zhuo Yuming looked at a woman who returned to the table again in a breath, the corners of her mouth raised a curvature, how beautiful she looked, even when she killed someone, she looked like she was out of the dust. No wonder Chen Lin, the hairy boy who was just starting to fall in love, always went to see her secretly.