Before the sun had fully risen, it was obscured by heavy dark clouds.

The black and oppressive clouds seemed to pull the canopy low, and it was overwhelming.

The clouds are surging and unpredictable, and the rumbling roar seems to have been transmitted to the world since eternity.

There was a wind blowing, and there was a rattle.

Shopkeepers and sellers who had just set up their stalls cleaned up their stalls and closed their windows to collect their clothes.

The middle-aged man who was killed was carried away by the Suzhou Prefecture Yamen, and there were still uncleaned blood stains on the ground, which was hideous and terrifying.

The wind was blowing, and the streets became more and more sparsely populated, and soon it began to rain.

The rain washed the streets, washed away the blood stains, and diluted the fear of the people of Suzhou.

Not far from the Juxianzhuang Restaurant, there is a private house, in which Tie Ying, who moved out of Su Mansion, and a group of his subordinates lived.

At this time, there were seven or eight corpses lying in the house, and more than 20 black-clothed people surrounded the remaining five people.

A man with a hideous ghost mask sat at the gate crookedly, with a long knife in his hand, sneering at Iron Eagle.

Tie Ying was covered in blood, looked straight at the ghost-faced man not far away, and asked puzzledly: "Who is Your Excellency, why is he the enemy of us and the others, and the killer is painful." ”

The ghost-faced man just snorted, and the long knife in his hand slashed horizontally through the air, and then the tip of the knife touched the ground, shaking the entire house.

Seeing the no fancy knife, Tie Ying's heart tightened, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he waved the iron whip in his hand and threw it at the man.

There was a sneering sound from where the iron whip broke through the air, and the shadow of the whip left traces in the air, and finally overlapped again, gathering all the strength to hit the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man was holding a long knife, seeing that the whip was so powerful, he put away his contempt, his body left the seat, fell back, his right hand had already pulled out the long knife, and danced more than ten knives in the air in an instant, the knife hit the whip, and the whip that wanted to change direction was blocked by the long knife, and it was difficult to move an inch for a while.

The other four people fought with the other men in black, and the men in black were so numerous that four or five people besieged one.

Iron Eagle, who was fighting with the Ghost-Faced Man, was entangled by the Ghost-Faced Man, and every time he wanted to be distracted to help his subordinates, he was stopped by the Ghost-faced man with a long knife in his hand.

The space of the house is not large, and everyone fights each other, only to see the shadow of the knife and the whip coming and going, some directly cut on the beams and pillars, and some directly on the green tile.

Others stabbed directly into the opponent's chest, and the blood stains sprayed all over the face.

The man in black seemed to have no emotion, and let the blood slide down his cheeks and fall into the muddy water.

Iron Eagle's subordinates had all fallen in a pool of blood, and when the rain washed away, the courtyard was full of endless red.

On the walls, on the beams, on the pillars, in the muddy water, there was blood everywhere.

Iron Eagle was on par with the ghost-faced man, but he fell down everywhere because of distraction, and suffered a lot, at this time, leaning on a broken beam, looking at his lifeless subordinates lying in a pool of blood, his heart swelled with infinite grief, he hated his incompetence, and hated this group of people in black who killed innocents indiscriminately.

With red eyes staring directly at the ghost-faced man who was walking with a knife, Tie Ying knew in his heart that his opponent had no intention of letting him leave this courtyard from the beginning, but the more this happened, the more he needed to go out and report the news.

Looking at the roof, it was empty, the rain flowed into the house, into the courtyard, into his cold heart, he didn't want to sit still, so when the ghost-faced man was only a foot away from him, he used his last internal strength, and the iron whip in his hand seemed to turn into a sharp sword, shaking and stabbing towards the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man had long prevented him from jumping over the wall in a hurry to exchange his life for his life, so when he saw the iron whip stabbing like a sharp sword, the long knife in his hand danced instantly, drawing a perfect arc, imprisoning the iron whip in the knife momentum of the long knife, this trick is rarely used by the ghost-faced man, and this time it received excellent results.

Tie Ying's face was pale, and he couldn't take back the iron whip for a while, even the hand he was holding was trembling faintly, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he said in shock: "Liu Family Knife Technique, who are you, you can use the deepest Liu Family Knife Technique." ”

The ghost-faced man sneered and said hoarsely, "If you want to know who I am, go to hell to find it?"

After the ghost-faced man finished speaking, the long knife in his hand suddenly changed, as if there was a suction force to suck back the iron whip that Iron Eagle was holding tightly, and the iron whip left his hand, and Iron Eagle's internal strength was even more severe, and he no longer dared to fight, and stomped on the ground under his feet, and swept towards the roof.

The ghost-faced man didn't chase after him, even the other black-clothed people didn't move, only indifferently looked at the iron eagle who jumped on the roof, the iron eagle was about to sweep away in the distance under the pouring rain, but just jumped on the roof, and before he could take a few steps, he saw a man wearing a cloak and a hat standing on the roof not far away, one right arm was broken at the shoulder, and his left hand was gently patting with a short sword on his body.

Smack, smack, smack.

Once, nowhere, again.

Mixed with the sound of the wind and the sound of the rain.

It's like a note of death.

Iron Eagle's eyes were blurred by the rain, and with a miserable roar, he ran in the opposite direction.

A slender woman in red was holding a red oil-paper umbrella, smiling at the rushing iron eagle, and the oil-paper umbrella in her hand turned slightly, blocking the rain from several meters away.

When Tie Ying saw the woman in red, the despair on his face became even stronger, and he said miserably: "I didn't expect to kill me Tie Ying, and he actually dispatched the two major protectors of the Demon Sect, the Red Lady and the Lovebreaker." ”

A blood-stained red coat and an oil-paper umbrella used as a sword.

A self-chopped arm, a short sword sharpened from human bones.

The Heavenly Demon Sect is the left and right protectors, and they are also the two major killing gods.

In this wind and rain, he looked at the iron eagle coldly, as if he was looking at another prey in his hand.

Iron Eagle was completely desperate, he didn't want to be caught by these two, and when he looked at the ghost-faced man who was staring at him coldly below, he let out a loud cry and swept towards the man.

Iron Eagle held the heart of death, fell in the rain, soared in the wind, the Ghostface threw out the iron whip that he had snatched, and struck him fiercely, Iron Eagle's body was slightly blocked, but still crashed towards the Ghostface, and the moment he approached the Ghostface, he tore off his mask regardless of the long knife that was already on his side.

With a bang, Iron Eagle was slashed to the ground by the long knife, a huge wound was opened in his chest, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were round, looking straight at the man under the mask.

It was a terrible face, criss-crossing wounds all over the face like ravines, one by one, striking Iron Eagle's heart piece by piece.

"You, you..."

Iron Eagle was speechless in shock, and despite his injuries, his body moved backwards on the ground in a hurry.

The man was drenched in rain, and the water droplets converged and dripped down the criss-crossing scars on his face, he touched his face, and said self-deprecatingly: "Tie Ying, Brother Tie, is it scaring you." ”

"Poof. ”

As soon as Tie Ying covered his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he saw that he was about to die, but he still held back his fear and roared: "Impossible... It can't be, you're not already..."

"It's dead, isn't it? ”

The scarface man laughed, suddenly leaned forward, punched his wound, and a stream of rich blood sprayed directly on the scarface man's face, he didn't care about hatred and said: "Back then, in the battle of the Heavenly Demon Cliff, if it wasn't for the fact that you and Su Wuyi were greedy and wanted to kill people in the end, how could I be like this? It was you who ruined my face, but I had a big life and survived, so you and he had to die." ”

After the scarface man finished speaking, he reached out and washed his face with rainwater, took out a delicate mask from his arms, shook it in front of the dying Iron Eagle, and slowly applied it to his face in his puzzled gaze, and an almost identical face appeared in front of Iron Eagle's eyes, and Iron Eagle made a grunting sound in his throat, and his head hit the ground with a pop.

Seeing that Iron Eagle was out of breath and completely dead, the masked Scarface man looked up and let the rain wash his face and blood from his body.

There was no hint of pleasure in him, but rather a little sadness.

Looking at the enemy who once wanted to kill himself, thinking of the happy years when he had drunk and talked happily, his eyes were slightly red, and the rain mixed with tears flowed and dripped on the ground, and also dripped on his cold heart.

The rain was so heavy that it didn't stop for three days.

The rain flooded most of the city, and many houses were washed away and collapsed.

Juxianzhuang Restaurant still stands in Suzhou City, becoming the only place for many wealthy people to spend their time, and many people look at the private house not far from Juxianzhuang.

It is said that yesterday the wind was strong and the rain was sufficient, and the house was in disrepair for a long time and was soon washed down, and more than a dozen corpses were washed out of the collapsed house, each with blurred flesh and blood, and the original appearance could not be distinguished.

Dongcheng is a prosperous and wealthy place, especially close to the location of Juxianzhuang, and it is even more expensive, and now it is rumored that the collapsed houses and so many people have died, which naturally attracts the attention of many people.

It's just that the rain is accumulated, and he can't travel for a while, so he let those corpses rush out of Dongcheng and Suzhou with the water potential, even if some people have doubts, they will not check and explore at this moment.

Several other urban areas also suffered heavy casualties, especially in the slums, where houses were almost completely destroyed, and life became a problem in the moment.

If it weren't for the Su family and the government to open a warehouse and release grain in time, I am afraid that there would be a lot of unjust souls in the past few days.

The lives of these poor people were rarely paid attention to by the rich sons in Juxianzhuang, and as soon as the rain stopped that day, seven or eight big men walked in from outside, the first of whom had an iron whip pinned to his waist, and there were some droplets of water hanging on his gray beard.

Dahan walked into Juxianzhuang, and muttered bad luck in his mouth while walking towards the second floor, really bad luck.

Sharp-eyed people recognized at a glance that this was the person who called the old lady Su a brother and brother in Su Mansion that day, and the iron whip and iron eagle who was known as the iron whip and silver spear of the Yellow River hero, looking at his muttering anger, I am afraid that he has suffered a lot of grievances.

On the second floor, there is a young man in a golden coat, holding a fan of white jade, walking slowly towards the 'Iron Eagle', under the attention of many visitors in the restaurant, and Tie Ying collided with him, Tie Ying was hit by someone, he was very angry, grabbed the man in front of him and was going to beat him, the man took the jade fan and apologized vigorously, Tie Ying just shouldn't, he had to learn from him before he gave up.

The young man's head shook like a rattle, and he didn't want to fight him.

Many spectators pointed fingers, mostly saying that the iron eagle was bullying.

It is also said that he looks like a hero on weekdays, but he didn't expect to be such a stingy person.

Finger pointing, and so on.

Tie Eagle saw that many of the spectators were saying that they were bullying, and his heart was crossed, so he snatched the folding fan from the scholar's hand, and then pushed the scolding scholar aside and left directly.

"This is a hero? This is a robber. A middle-aged visitor on the third floor said angrily.

Someone chimed in: "This is the act of banditry, I didn't expect the Yellow River hero to be so famous, it turned out to be such a person, hey, it's really wrong." ”

"Who said no, the Yellow River hero ranks ninth in martial arts, and he is also a well-known, I originally wanted to go to learn from a teacher, but now it seems that I have forgotten it. ”

"It's better to be famous than to meet, and it's better to be famous than to meet." There was a sigh from upstairs.

A lot of unbearable remarks are gradually making the reputation of the Yellow River hero Tie Ying stinky and rotten.

Who remembers paying attention to the more than a dozen corpses floating out of the house.

Iron Eagle led his men through the hallway and into his private room, closing the door as soon as he entered.

Complaints arose outside the door, leaving his flat body completely useless and useless.

But he didn't care, and stared at the jade fan in his hand in a daze.