The white-haired young man's face was expressionless, he was obviously the leader of the four people, because he was the first to speak, he just said coldly: "I already know that the two of you are Du Shenfei and Mao Ye. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Du Shenfei said: "It's good that you know! This saves me from introducing myself again." ”

The white-haired young man said, "But you don't seem to know, who are we?"

Du Shenfei said: "I really don't know who you are, and I don't want to know at all." ”

The white-haired young man said slowly, "You must know!"

Du Shenfei smiled and said, "Oh, who are you?"

The white-haired young man's expression was grim, and he just said six words lightly, and said, "Someone who is curious, cut the face with a knife." ”

As soon as Mao Ye heard this name, he immediately gave a "haha" and licked his lips.

The knife cut face but did not smile, but his gaze had fallen on Mao Ye's face, with a color of extreme hatred, and said, "Do you think this name is funny?"

Mao Ye's eyes were also looking at the knife noodles, and said, "Your name is not funny, Lao Tzu is just happy when he hears that there is something to eat." I'm just a little hungry and want to eat a bowl of knife-cut noodles. Luckily, we also brought something more delicious than knife-cut noodles, stir-fried beef and old wine, which is much more interesting than eating knife-cut noodles. ”

The knife cut the face and said: "Who do you say you are Lao Tzu?"

Mao Ye said: "Lao Tzu is your turtle grandson Lao Tzu." ”

The eyes of the knife shaved noodles suddenly emitted a cold light, "I can guarantee that you will not be able to eat it soon." ”

Mao Ye heard this, but he didn't know what he meant, and said, "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Du Shenfei smiled as soon as he heard this title, he remembered the etiquette he had taught him just now, but he didn't expect it to come in handy soon.

The blood droplets in the corners of his eyes twitched, and he said, "Are you calling me uncle?"

Mao Ye said loudly: "You old guy is full of white hair, if my brother hadn't asked me to shout like this, Lao Tzu wouldn't have called you an old man." ”

Dao Jie Mian frowned and said, "Where did you get the idiot?"

Mao Ye was not angry, and said, "Your father is from Pingfeng Barrier." ”

Du Shenfei looked at Mao Ye and said: "Brother, not everyone with white hair is called uncle, just like a white-haired mouse, you can't call him uncle." ”

Du Shenfei coughed lightly, his gaze had become cold, and he fell on the face of the knife, and said, "I can also guarantee that he will definitely be able to eat." It's just that your name is too strange, but I don't know what strange name these three have given themselves?"

As soon as the words fell, the red-haired young man also said coldly: "Wonderful, knife blowing insects." ”

The green-haired young man said word by word: "Weeping wood." ”

The yellow-haired young man also said, "I'm flat-headed. ”

Du Shenfei laughed and said: "Sure enough, it is strange, one is stranger than the other, which is an eye-opener." ”

Knife Noodles didn't get angry, it seemed that everything had nothing to do with him, but said: "You will soon see something more peculiar." ”

Du Shenfei said: "What is it a strange thing?"

The knife shaved the face and said: "A strange way of killing." ”

Du Shenfei asked, "Are you going to kill someone?"

"Because there are people here who should be killed." ”

Du Shenfei asked again: "Who is the one who should be killed?"

"You're one of them!"

With a wave of his hand, the yellow-haired young man called Bianbiantou walked forward.

He walked like a ruffian who had a very moist life, swaying and leisurely, and even his head was gently swaying back and forth, driving the blonde hair on his head, and like the peacock's feathers swaying gently in the breeze.

But his panda-like black eyes radiated a sharp cold light and unquestionable confidence.

Du Shenfei involuntarily grasped the hilt of his scorching sun dark cloud knife.

Flat head is getting closer and closer, Du Shenfei is also ready to draw the knife, he knows that the steel chain wrapped around this person's wrist is his weapon.

Du Shenfei didn't realize until this time that at the end of this chain, there was an awl attached, which looked very sharp, and the weight must not be light.

Flat Head is grasping the awl in his hand, throwing and catching it repeatedly.

At any moment, this fatal awl could be thrown out of the hands of the flattened head and head-directed at the enemy's head.

Du Shenfei still stood still.

At this time, Mao Ye roared, picked up the long-handled sheep's horn muddy hammer in his hand and rushed out.

Du Shenfei wanted to stop him, because in his opinion, although Mao Ye was infinitely powerful, he was definitely not an opponent of Biantou.

But it was too late, Mao Ye's skills were also very fast, his huge body had come to Bian Biantou in an instant, and the hammer in his hand had already been smashed.

His first move, it seems, always relies on brute force, smashing down from above.

This blow was not only heavy, but also very fast, and if his enemy was not careful, his head would be smashed into a paste by this hammer.

Of course, this hammer will not smash the head of the flat head.

When the wild hammer was about to touch his erect blonde hair, his man bowed like a cat and leaped to his feet.

His body was unimaginably fast, and in the blink of an eye, the person had already jumped upside down, and the chain in his hand was shot at the moment when he began to retreat, and it was immediately shaken as straight as a silver spear, and the awl at the front of the chain also went straight to Mao Ye's chest.

Mao Ye did not dodge, the hammer in his hand changed direction at this time, obliquely to the side, the hammer handle hit the silver snake-like chain "seven inches", and the awl at the end of the chain, just like the head of this long snake, under the heavy blow of the Mao wild hammer, the "snake head" suddenly changed direction, as if it had eyes, along the handle of the hammer in Mao Ye's hand, like a snake coil tree, and this terrible "snake head" actually ran to Mao Ye's wrist.

If Mao Ye's wrist is wrapped around such chains, even if it doesn't fly out, it will have to shed a layer of skin.

The chain was not wrapped around the wrist of the hairy wild, for at this very moment he had already grasped the chain made of stainless steel. He suddenly pulled hard, and the flat head at the other end of the chain was already pulled up by the sudden force.

The flat-headed man did not fly out, but at the moment when Mao Ye pulled hard, he had come to Mao Ye's front like a fish that had been fished, and one of his feet had kicked Mao Ye's chest.

The flat head came out quickly, and at this moment, Mao Ye's chest and face had been hit seven or eight times, and Mao Ye's nosebleed had been kicked out.

Mao Ye seemed to have been kicked unconscious, because he didn't even notice that there was a short sword suddenly in his left hand.

The shape of this short sword is also peculiar, the blade is very wide, but it is very short, it looks like a fish, and it is also shiny silver.

I saw a ray of light flash, and the short sword immediately came to Mao Ye's face.

The speed of Bian Biantou's shot is not at all comparable to Xiao Laojiu's Ling Chen who appeared in the Laoguanpu Hotel.