The bearded man ran in terror and ran towards a corner of the wall outside the Dali monastery.

He was good at his work, but he always felt that his pace was too slow, for fear that the strange man with golden eyes behind him would catch up the next moment.

He had already made the next calculations in his mind, and if he was not mistaken, he still had twenty-seven brothers on standby. As long as these brothers follow him, they may have a chance to escape.

Perhaps because he was too panicked, he didn't pay too much attention to the road under his feet, and his toes seemed to have kicked on the soft object, and his body was unbalanced towards the front of the run, causing him to almost fall.

He looked down and found by the moonlight that the thing under his feet was actually the lying body of his third brother.

His third brother was lying soundly asleep on the cold stone floor in the moonlight, with no intention of waking up.

He knew that there was a difference, and he didn't care about waking up the third brother, so he carried the person on his shoulder, jumped forward a few times, and ran away a little further.

At last he came to the place where the remaining twenty-seven brothers were hiding, and saw that the twenty-seven were still gathered together, bowing their heads and not moving until he came to him.

He was very surprised in his heart, and said secretly: "No, these brothers of mine are all very shrewd, and besides, I didn't deliberately slow down the footsteps just now, why didn't they stand up when they saw me?"

He walked forward quickly with the third brother on his shoulder, and pushed the arm of one of them, "Hey, what are the brothers doing in a daze, wake up!"

Instead of answering his calls, the brother he pushed fell to the ground like a sack and remained silent.

Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem, and hurriedly put the third brother, who was also unconscious, off his back, and looked around vigilantly, trying to find out who was behind the scenes.

At that moment, the leaves above his head rustled. A figure loomed in the shadows of the trees moving, approaching his direction.

He said in his heart: "I really said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, I didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly, so it is better to fight them to the death than to be captured and tortured!"

Without further ado, if he misses the slightest, he and his brothers will be buried here.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, and with a wave of his arm, three shiny flying knives came out of his hand, and shot straight at the person who was moving quickly among the leaves.

In the moonlight, the three throwing knives left a silvery trail in their tracks, as beautiful as a meteor piercing the night sky.

It's a pity that the person who was running in the shadows of the trees obviously didn't have the heart to appreciate this beautiful scenery, and his voice was quite panicked, "Big brother, it's me, be merciful!"

When the bearded man heard the voice, he immediately recognized that the person who came was actually his second brother, and he was taken aback.

With a wave of his hurried hand, another throwing knife shot out of his sleeve, surprisingly fast, and he came first, catching up with the three flying knives flying in front of him, and knocked them down one by one.

The figure running among the leaves flipped over in mid-air and leaped down, the moonlight showing that the man's face was quite white, with only a few sparse whiskers on his jaw.

"Big brother, I heard the rumbling sound of fighting in the lobby, and then I saw that Liu Yu came out, so I knew that something was wrong, and I didn't care about the officials who took care of the Dali Temple in the courtyard, so I thought I would hurry up here and ask the brothers to help, but I didn't expect you to get here one step ahead of me. The white man let out a long sigh of relief, and his face looked relaxed as if the hanging heart had finally landed.

Unfortunately, his relief did not last long, and the next glance he saw the third brother lying unconscious on the ground, and the other twenty-seven brothers who were all sleeping like dead pigs.

There was a nervous look on his face again, and his expression was even more ugly than just now, "Big ...... Big brother, this ...... How is it all ...... What's going on...... ...... thing"

Before he could finish his sentence, he rolled the whites of his eyes, then fell backwards and fell to the ground with a thud. The back of his head slammed heavily on the slate, but even then, he didn't let out a single shout.

The bearded man has been through all of this with his own eyes, and he can't believe it's all true. He and his 29 brothers are first-class in martial arts, and they have been dominating the world for more than 10 years, and have fought more than 100 fierce battles, but they have never encountered such a situation today.

In the whole world, he has only seen His Royal Highness King Kui have this kind of ability to indirectly overturn nearly thirty top masters in a row without realizing it, and there is no one else!

His face turned pale due to fright, and his whole person began to become neurotic, and he shouted desperately at the distant bright moon in the sky: "What kind of person is it, you have the ability to come out openly, don't hide behind your back and make a ...... Beat...... Trickster ......"

He felt his throat and eyes swell, as if he had been stuffed with a rag, and it was difficult to breathe, and then he saw the sky shaking in front of him, and the shadows of the black trees in the moonlight spun rapidly above his head, turning faster and faster.

Boom!

Like a stone pier that would not bend, he fell straight to the ground, losing the last of his senses.

In the night, the insects were chirping, and the sound was long and monotonous, which made the silence of the atmosphere even more apparent.

After about half a cup of tea, the three shops across the street that often serve charity porridge opened their windows. The three heads invariably stretched out of the window, all looking in this direction, and they looked like the three leaders who led many people to make trouble at the gate of Dali Temple during the day.

The three of them gestured to each other from a distance, and winked at each other for a moment. After confirming that the situation was safe, the three of them opened the door of the store and swaggered towards the corner of the street.

One of them turned over the bearded man who fell to the ground, pointed to the bearded face and asked the other two, "This person is Tang Biao, a disciple of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong?"

"That's him, there's nothing wrong with that. Do you want to tie him up and send him to Jiangnan Meizhen?"

"Don't do this, Yu Er Gongzi said, Mr. Fu doesn't want to have a grudge with that Kui Wang Li Zi at the moment. As long as these people don't spoil Mr. Fu's big business, then spare their lives first. "The rest of the humanity.

"Okay, let's not listen to Mr. Fu's words, it's a good fate for these kids. At first the man nodded heavily.

The three of them were obviously veterans of dealing with this kind of thing, and they turned around and waved their hands in the direction of their respective shops.

It didn't take long for a total of dozens of men to pour out of the three shops, as if they were already waiting for the order of this moment.

Some of them were carrying sacks, others were pulling carts, and they quietly gathered here.

"They packed them up in sacks and threw them in the garbage dump on the other side of Dead Man's Street. One of the three, who seemed to be the leading brother, gave the order.

"Well, this ...... What will they do if they wake up tomorrow?" the other two were a little uneasy, and one of them couldn't help but ask.

"What are you afraid of, with Mr. Fu supporting us, I promise that they won't even dare to put a fart when they wake up tomorrow. The leading brother smiled.

"That is, there is no need for Mr. Fu to come out, just finding a few of the loyal ministers who have taken refuge in us in Chang'an City is enough for these guys to drink a pot!" the two hurriedly responded. 17010