The people in the courtyard outside were all gathered outside, staring at the more than ten bandits in the circle who suddenly lost their fighting spirit, but the eyes of Qin Ling and Zhou Xian's wife kept staring at the inside of the lobby.

Bai Zhengyang has been in for a while, and there is no movement at all.

In their hearts, they go up and down.

This guy usually doesn't make trouble, and when he does, the sky will fall apart.

Qin Ling doesn't feel this way for the time being, but the group of people in the Flying Eagle Regiment have been messing with him for a long time, but whenever this guy makes a move, it will not be a small matter in the end.

Zhou Xian asked the man opposite: Where is the little fat man?

I didn't see it.

Zhou Xian's mind turned, this guy hid the little fat man, could it be that something happened again?

Bai Zhengyang gently took the Xuantie rope and pumped it at the position where the dust had just fallen.

There was a click.

Bai Zhengyang was overjoyed, this is to show that there is something strange behind the board, put away the rope, the head and tail knives are out of the sheath, and they are pierced in the cracks of the floor, and the wooden board is really loose, and finally it droops down, not directly down, but directly opening a gap.

It was so dark inside that I couldn't see it at all.

When Bai Zhengyang clutch changed back the knife, he had already risen in response to his thoughts and began to detect the movement inside.

Good fellow, this one opened the plank, and the situation inside was full of consciousness.

More than a dozen Yuan Energy Energy Bodies flashed into his sea of consciousness, and two of them were very familiar to him, it was that Zhao Sanhun, and the leader of the riding bandits, the powerhouse of the Eight Solid True Realm.

There are also more than a dozen energy bodies, motionless, I don't know what the situation is.

I can't see what kind of realm it is. It's a bit similar to the Yuan Energy Stone that the old man gave him before.

Bai Zhengyang stopped talking, and directly drew the knife in his hand, the other side was in front, the head and tail were behind, and he flew into the hole above his head.

Zhou Xian outside glanced at the man's mother-in-law.

The man's wife understood, instructed his teammates, stared at something, drew a knife in his hand, said hello to Qin Ling, and also stepped into the store.

As soon as Bai Zhengyang ran up, he found that something was not quite right.

Where is there a hiding place, is it open up?

It's too mysterious, isn't it?

But fortunately, there was a clutch to explore the way in front of the change, a turn, almost half an inch did not hit the plank on the upper floor, and a ninety-degree turn of the plank passage appeared in front of him.

Two meters further, another flap opened down, and there was already a bright light below, and more than a dozen guys with energy bodies were here. Bai Zhengyang didn't think about it, and went straight down.

It almost flew down more than ten meters before it reached the end.

In the air, he could already see clearly that the stunned Zhao Sanhun was entangled with his leader.

It seemed that he was going to cut something with a knife, and his boss wouldn't let him cut it.

In the end, he saw two unidentified objects lying on the two sheets, covered with white cloths, and one of them had been lifted a little half, and the one that came into view was actually the blood wolf guard that Bai Zhengyang had seen before.

At this time, lying motionless on the bed.

On the side, the cloth is tightly covered, and you can't see what is inside. On the side of the bed, there were more than a dozen blood wolf stones. The thing that was printed on his consciousness was indeed this thing.

It's just that this thing has a huge amount of energy, much stronger than the thing I've seen before.

The two were entangled there, but they didn't notice that in the dark room hidden in the depths, there was suddenly one more person.

Bai Zhengyang saw that they were still doing things within themselves, so he didn't bother to cut them first.

One dodged and lifted another white cloth.

The body of a half-adult human race in his teens, lying on the bed, his flesh and blood were blurred, and the ribs were full of long knife wounds, leaving no blood, and it seemed that he had not just been cut by that Zhao Sanhun.

Looking at the position of this knife edge, Bai Zhengyang felt that it was too familiar.

Why does this location feel so familiar?

It always felt like something had been cut off from his back.

What can be cut out of a human race?

"Boss, don't stop me. These bastards, they are hiding from us to get these things here, so we have no way to live, and I won't let them have any better time, these two disgusting things, I have to cut them!"

Zhao Sanhun has a lot of strength, if it weren't for the boss realm to stabilize him by one level, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stop him at all.

"Sanhun, don't make a mistake, if this is cut, we people will not be able to speak clearly. ”

"Damn, Luo Sanpao and Big Foot, they didn't distinguish between what was right and wrong, they were all hacked to death, and they said a fart! Those bunches of goods, dare to kill our mouths like this, if I don't cut these bunch of goods, I won't be surnamed Zhao!"

"Sanhun, what's the use of you cutting it? Those useful things, they all got them away in advance, leaving only these two dead things, leaving us here, isn't this deliberately making us speechless, if you cut it again, where can we reason?"

"I, I don't cut, I can't hold this breath, damn it!"

Bai Zhengyang's heart was shocked, this store, this group of people, is there really a hidden secret?

"Hey, don't cut it, two, put down the knife, let's talk. ”

Sanhun and the bandit boss suddenly discovered that there was suddenly one more person in the house.

Sanhun directly swung his knife and slashed up.

Bai Zhengyang also knew that this guy was confused and stunned, how could he have thought that he would cut without saying a word?

Directly stepped forward, the handle of the knife hit him directly on the surface of the knife, and then kicked him into the corner.

Sanhun's strength, the boss knows, and he was kicked back into the corner by the young man in front of him, and he closed his breath directly, how strong is that strength.

Just fought with himself, it seems that he hasn't done his best yet.

It's quiet now, Bai Zhengyang and the other head look at me, and it seems that they can't fight.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The leader calculated in his heart, knowing that he was not an opponent, and he fought in vain.

threw away the knife, and said with a gloomy face: "I, Meng Heizi, have confessed it, but I hope you will be kind and let go of my brothers!"

Huh? Where is this style like a mad bandit?

How is it a bit like a gang man?

"I really can't imagine that there are such righteous bandits?" Bai Zhengyang sneered.

Meng Heizi's eyes widened, and when he heard what Bai Zhengyang said, his face darkened.

Anger surged: "Let your mother's fart, Lao Tzu Xing won't change his name, he won't change his surname, just get a shop here, and give his brothers a mouthful of food, where are the bandits?

As he spoke, his anger surged upward, and he picked up a knife on the ground again, ready to fight with Bai Zhengyang.

Bai Zhengyang was a little scolded stupid.

Why is this guy so angry?

You're a bandit, and you're still so grumpy?

Hey, no, what he just meant, he didn't say that he was a bandit!

Is there some misunderstanding here?

Bai Zhengyang has always been vigilant about this matter, seeing this man's style, it seems that there is really something greasy in this?