There is one gang in Sangcheng, and there is only one gang, called the "Dragon and Tiger Gang", which controls the underground forces of the entire Sangcheng.

The boss is obviously like a Confucian scholar, but he is the head of a notorious gang. The second child is as thin as a bamboo pole, but he is infinitely powerful. The third child is even more peculiar, obviously a lame man, but he has to take the help of the herald to send news.

"Helper, helper......"

A galloping figure on the road came to the front, one step ahead of the little monkey and rushed to the hill where five hundred people were ambushed, shouting: "Helper, helper, come out, no need to ambush, fly, have flown ......"

"Tell me clearly, what flew?"

The green-shirted boss emerged from behind the hill with a grim face.

The two men flew into the sky and flew away directly on the clouds. "The lame man is out of breath and out of breath.

"Fuck, do you really have wings to fly?" the second child followed, his eyes widening.

"Tengyun, so he is still a master of the Heavenly Immortal Realm?" the green shirt boss was shocked.

"What are you afraid of? Boss, you're not a master of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. In addition, the third child and I are afraid that we will not be able to deal with him, boss, dare to chase after him?"

"You know what? He can take a man to the clouds, but I can't. The green-shirted boss said heavily: "That person is not simple, at least his cultivation is above me, Young Master Yang's information is wrong." ”

"It doesn't matter if he makes a mistake or not, if he can't do what he tells us, we won't have any good fruit to eat. ”

The thin bamboo pole said impatiently, and suddenly a slap was raised on the face of the lame third child, and he scolded:

"Damn, why didn't you report it earlier? ”

The lame man had a gold star on his head and looked at the thin bamboo pole aggrievedly. He wants to cry without tears, he runs on the ground alone, and he has a lame leg, how can he be faster than others flying in the sky?

"What do you see? If it were someone else, Lao Tzu would greet him directly with a sledgehammer. The thin bamboo pole danced with a sledgehammer, puzzled by the airway.

The cripple also knows the seriousness of the matter, whether it is his fault or not, this time the Dragon and Tiger Gang messed up the matter, and everyone had to walk around without eating.

Thinking about the consequences of messing things up, they must be angry.

Cripple, he himself has fire.

"It's all to blame, if it weren't for the troubled little beast, they wouldn't have flown away. ”

The lame man moved his body and stopped in front of the little monkey who was running desperately towards this side, and before the little monkey could react, he smiled hideously, grabbed it with his big hand, and pinched the little monkey's head and lifted it up.

"Boss, second brother, I forgot to say, this little animal is still a monster!"

The boss in the green shirt glanced at the little monkey, just a psychic little monkey. It's naturally rare among humans, but on the outside, it's like a weed, and it's everywhere you go.

What he had to think about now was how to explain to Lord Yang Shaocheng. In the final analysis, in fact, the entire black and white Sangcheng is controlled by the Yang family, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the emperor of the soil.

The thin bamboo pole couldn't find a place to vent his anger, so he smashed the little monkey in the cripple's hand into the air with a hammer, and said viciously: "Damn, call you a bad thing." ”

The little monkey flipped several times on the ground before stopping, and the ground was covered with blood from the scraping of the scab.

He struggled, but he couldn't get up. The thin bamboo pole was hammered down, not to mention a thousand catties, and the bones in his chest were almost broken.

He had never practiced, and this heavy blow, this kind of injury, was already fatal.

The little monkey kept vomiting blood, and the bad luck came so suddenly that he was caught off guard. He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he could only stare at the thin bamboo pole with wide eyes.

Seeing that the little monkey still had one breath left, and that the eyes were staring at him faintly hairy in his heart, the thin bamboo pole became angry and angry, rushed up, picked up the sledgehammer, and smashed it down on the little monkey's head.

"Damn it, eat Lao Tzu again!"

The sledgehammer is like a mountain, whistling like the wind.

"Bang!"

There was a dull loud bang.

The thin bamboo pole felt like it had smashed on an iron lump, and the sledgehammer was difficult to enter, and a huge force of shock came. His jaw was torn apart, and the sledgehammer flew backwards.

In his moment's astonishment, the sledgehammer smashed impartially on his face. In the screams, the sound of broken bones, blood burst, and the thin bamboo pole fell to the ground.

"Dick!"

The boss in the green shirt stared at the golden monkey in clothes who suddenly appeared and stopped in front of the little monkey.

"Who are you?"

"Aren't you looking for me?" the monkey grinned.

"You're ......" the green shirt boss was startled.

"That's right, that's me. ”

The monkey smiled sinisterly.

stepped on the head of the thin bamboo pole that was dizzy, decisive and ruthless, without dragging mud and water.

"Click!"

Brains splashed.

As soon as the monkey stepped down, the head of the thin bamboo pole was like a watermelon, bursting in response to the sound and stepping on it to pieces.

The little monkey looked at the head of the thin bamboo pole in front of him, blooming like a blood flower, and suddenly let out a faint laugh.

"King, he's dying. Yu'er checked the little monkey's injuries, his organs and lungs were cracked, and his heart was broken, but he didn't swallow his last breath.

The monkey didn't look back, and said indifferently: "I told him that we will die with us, and he will die by himself, and I can't save him." ”

He crushed the soles of his feet, crushed the last piece of broken bone under his feet into powder, and said expressionlessly:

"I will only kill, not save people. ”

The brilliance in the little monkey's eyes gradually dimmed, and he knew that he would not survive.

He thought that the demon really didn't end well, whether it was fighting with the heavenly soldiers, or ...... I didn't even think about who to fight.

One of his hands was clenched tightly.

In the palm of his hand, he is holding the seed of the little demon sister.

"I beg you, bury me in the ground, and plant her on my bones. With the last of his strength, he pleaded.

Every time he said a word, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and this body was so painful that it didn't belong to him anymore.

In a word, it's over.

He closed his eyes.

The hand raised in mid-air was still clenched into a fist.

Yu'er hugged his fist, but couldn't break it.

"The king......" she looked at the monkey pleadingly.

"It's really unlucky, it's all about Lao Tzu when he dies. The monkey snorted coldly: "Lao Shan should answer." ”

It's also strange to say, the monkey's words fell, and the little monkey's fist also loosened.