However, the following scene made him suddenly realize, only to see Cao Dajiao and Yuan Laosi collide with each other, there was no earth-shattering sound, and there was no scene of spark sputtering, but Yuan Laosi stumbled and almost fell to the ground, when Yuan Laosi staggered to stand up, Cao Dajiao remembered that he was poisoned but was not in a hurry to do it. He put his hands around his chest and pouted Yuan Cheng, who was no threat to him at this time, and pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Yuan Cheng, I will cut your flesh with a knife, if you stab my brother back then, I will let you return it with a thousand knives, and I will let you go to reunite with your dead ghost family, you can thank me." ”

"Haha......" Yuan Laosi was very open at this moment, since he had come to this point, he simply chiced, he looked at Cao Dajiao, with a compassionate and sympathetic look, he squeezed his eyes hard, and he had begun to see things clearly: "Cao Dajiao, you and I knew very well what happened back then, yes, Cao Xiaojiao was killed by me, but how was he killed by me? I think you often dream of that scene, did Cao Xiaojiao ask you why?"

"Shut up!" Cao Dajiao's expression instantly became hideous, the things of the year have been pierced in his heart like a thorn, and he can't pull it out, what makes him even more painful is that it is the same as Yuan Cheng said, he has nightmares almost every night, dreaming of the picture of him pushing his younger brother towards Yuan Cheng at that time, and even in the dream he clearly saw his brother's despair and disbelief. Cao Dajiao stabbed Yuan Laosi with a knife, Yuan Laosi swung his knife to block but blocked in the air because he couldn't see it, "Puff puff!", Cao Dajiao slashed Yuan Laosi's body three times in a row, and then kicked Yuan Laosi to the ground, he gritted his teeth and said gloomily: "Xiao Jiao was killed by you, it was you, you chased me to my house and killed Xiao Jiao!" Saying that, he stabbed Yuan Laosi in the stomach with a knife.

"Haha...... Do you think you'll be at peace if you kill me? No? You can't do it for the rest of your life. Yuan Laosi kept laughing, the blood in his mouth stained his white teeth red, and then flowed down the corners of his mouth and dyed his clothes red.

"Shut up! Shut up......" Cao Dajiao shouted, he kept stabbing Yuan Laosi's body, as if he was enchanted, even if Yuan Laosi on the side was already silent.

Tang Che looked at all this, Zhang Cheng, who was still alive and frolicking just now, and Brother Zhang Sheng died. Feng Qu, who had always been silent but had hopes for his son, died. Hou Ping, who was waiting to go home to marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, also died, even the calm and calm Yuan Laosi, his sworn eldest brother, he never thought that this man would die so aggrieved. Tang Che's eyes were split, and his heart was like a knife, but he didn't shout out a person's name, nor did he shout heartbreakingly, he knew what the end of the world was, and the brothers who were close in front of him died in front of him, but he was just powerless.

Tang Che clenched the green mang's gun, he saw the cold masked man, his eyes were cold and indifferent, it seemed that the life and death of these people had nothing to do with him, he should die! Tang Che saw the three men and one woman holding swords and iron bumps, they had been pestering Tang Che to death, looking at Tang Che's eyes full of banter, like looking at a tiger struggling in an iron cage, now that they are dead, these people seem to have a sense of relief? Is this celebrating their death? These people deserve to die! Tang Che saw Cao Dajiao who was still stabbing Yuan Laosi with a knife over there, this person was ruthless, he first killed everyone in the Yuan family, and today he killed his brother here, and tortured the corpse of the fourth brother like a madman, he deserved to die! Tang Che saw everyone, they were all the culprits, they all deserved to die!

Suddenly, Tang Che's eyes turned red, covered with manic blood, and those bloodshots seemed to drip blood. Tang Che suddenly blocked the two slashed swords, bowed his back and grabbed the slashed blade, raised a kick and kicked the iron pimple man away. He threw a punch at the barrel of the Qingmang gun, and the barrel of the gun slammed forward and hit the two men with swords in the chest, shocking them to vomit blood and fly. Then Tang Che turned around suddenly, and when the woman with the knife was about to draw the knife and withdraw, he grabbed the blade and pulled it back, the woman was involuntarily pulled down by Tang Che's side, Tang Che reached out and grabbed the woman's neck, the woman was frightened and panicked, and beat Tang Che's body hard, it was not the powder fist of a shy woman that people thought, but a heavy blow that hit the flesh like a heavy hammer hitting iron. But Tang Che's face sank like water, his eyes were dead, he turned a deaf ear to the sound of the drum beating gold, and ignored the pain that was enough to break the skin and bones, it was not that he couldn't feel the pain, but the pain in the flesh was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

Tang Che grabbed the woman's throat and saw that the woman's face turned from red to bruised, and finally turned pale. The woman's eyes went from panic at first to panic, and finally to despair and tears. This woman is not very old, she should be less than thirty years old, and she looks delicate, if it was Tang Che before today, she would make some jokes with her, and occasionally there would be sighs from the juniors of the rivers and lakes. There are probably two kinds of machismo, one is the cold-blooded tyrant who feels that he is a head above a woman in everything and is just an accessory to a woman. One is for the sake of women everywhere, thinking that men are the soft chivalrous bones that want to stand in front of women. And Tang Che is the latter kind of person, looking at his arrogance in front of Song Yao, although he is a man, it is more of a responsibility, but at this time, Tang Che is just the damned person in his eyes, so he chooses to destroy the flowers with his spicy hands.

Suddenly, the iron pimple man behind him took the opportunity to throw an iron pimple in his hand and smashed it into Tang Che's back, forty catties of thorny iron pimples came with the wind whistling, Tang Che threw out the woman's corpse and threw it towards the iron pimple without looking back, also carrying the power of the thrower, forty catties of iron pimple is naturally no more than a hundred catties of the human body, at most it is a hard iron pimple that will smash the woman's skin and flesh, but who cares about this now? Sure enough, the woman's corpse was wrapped in an iron lump and smashed back, the man hurriedly dodged sideways, but unexpectedly the green mang gun followed, the man hurriedly raised another iron pimple to block, and was hit by the huge force from the head of the gun, after falling to the ground, the man couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, he just wanted to get up but felt something on the top of his head pressed down, looking up at his liver and gall, Tang Che's green mang gun was like a South Heavenly Pillar falling from the sky at the moment, and then there was the most tragic picture "Ah~~~!" That man was smashed in half from the middle.