"Yan Shifan's favor has been sold big. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Mu Zhan didn't know when he came to Bai Mosheng's side again, "Although Jiang Feifei is rumored to be from a lowly background and is moody, he is righteous. Yan Shifan is doing this now, Jiang Feifei is hard to fly and is driven by his life. ”

Chu Boyi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Zhan, and teased: "Master Mu, can you tell us how we can retreat today?" Nan Yanfeng has quietly left after dividing the victory and defeat just now, and there will be a big battle here. ”

Mu Zhan replied confidently: "Old Chu, what you said is too insightful. With Lao Bai by his side, I haven't been afraid of anyone. Besides, haven't you already asked people to call for helpers, even if we can't kill them, it's not difficult to hold on for a while. ”

"Cheng Liang's side also doesn't know the situation, and can't be completely counted on. Wait a minute, if the distribution is difficult, we still need to protect the Dream Villa, this time the equipment has not yet been delivered, it is a matter of anti-Japanese plan, and there is no room for failure. Bai Mosheng said.

As expected by Bai Mosheng and the others, Ling Changqiu waved his hand, and more than a dozen Snow City disciples wearing fur coats surrounded the people of Yemeng Mountain Villa.

The fifth Tongzhi asked stiffly, "Ling City Lord, what does this mean?"

Ling Changqiu smiled coldly and said, "I have no other intentions, avenge my son!"

"Didn't the governor of Nandu already say that Ling Gongzi was killed by the water bandits, and I also helped to exterminate the Dream Villa!" replied the fifth Tongzhi.

"Hmph! Just now, my Snow City disciple disciple came to report, according to my Snow City disciple's investigation, that group of water bandits have handed over monthly profits to you in the Dream Villa every year, and the Gang Gathering Hall has the words 'Loyalty and Righteousness First' inscribed by the elder of your Dream Villa!" Ling Changqiu became more and more vocal as he spoke.

Ignoring the loopholes in Ling Changqiu's excuses, the fifth Tongzhi horizontal gun was in his hand, and he shouted in a low voice: "Yu!"

After hearing the order, the disciples of Yemeng Villa took out the split spears from their backpacks and put them together, lined up with horizontal spears, guarding the corpse of the fifth Tao.

Ling Changqiu calmly looked at the battle of the trapped beasts made by the Fifth Tongzhi and the others, and waved his hand: "Kill!"

The disciples of Snow City also drew out the short spike, the signature weapon of Snow City, and rushed forward, attacking like thunder, and they all went straight to the key points of the disciples of Yemeng Mountain Villa.

In just a few moments, there were already many people lying on the ground.

The green tendons on the face of the fifth Tongzhi bulged, beating his heart one by one.

Ling Changqiu's face was also pale, the disciples of Yemeng Villa broke out with amazing combat power against the trend in a desperate situation, and the disciples he brought this time were the most elite disciples in Snow City, but they still suffered heavy casualties.

Ling Changqiu turned his head to Song Zhiyu and Ying Zhifei and shouted, "Help the fist!"

Song Zhiyu and Ying Zhifei nodded solemnly, without hesitation, and said to the disciples gathered behind them: "Kill!"

The Fifth Tongzhi did not sit still, and shouted at the more than 30 people who were still standing in the building at this time and had not retreated: "Shoot!"

I saw that the more than 30 people who came in under the name of other Jianghu individual guests also took out their spear combinations from their bags, and instantly joined the battle formation, which was obviously the secret seed buried before the Dream Villa. It's a pity that Fifth Tao is already hateful, and the fate of these dark sons will only be sacrificed.

For a moment, the cold light of the gun, the cold light of the short thorn, the red edge of the saber and the various weapons of the Salt Gang shone brightly under the cover of the lights, and the light in the building was staggered, as if it was daytime.

At this time, the battle was not as good as the master of the party, there was still a little temptation, the swords of the two sides went straight to the point, and the fists went straight to the heart, which was tragic and abnormal. It's just a matter of time, and there are only a dozen people left on both sides who can fight in the field.

Bai Mosheng's heart jumped suddenly, and the fierceness of the two sides really frightened him. However, at this time, the heat is almost over, and the strength of the ink pavilion is not damaged, and he ordered Changqiu and the others to let him and others throw the rat trap, and save the fifth Tongzhi and others to ensure that the delivery of weapons can still proceed smoothly. The concept of singing chivalry and sacrificing oneself for others may still be rooted in Bai Mosheng's heart, but now that he is the head of the Mo Pavilion, he can't ignore the overall situation, if Li Chengliang is here, maybe Bai Mosheng can still use Li Chengliang's mouth to help Ye Meng Villa early, but the matter has come to this point, and he can't change it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are many misunderstandings about today's events. I couldn't verify whether the water bandit really had a so-called dirt with the Dream Villa. Please rest easy, put down your sword, find out the facts, and clear up the misunderstanding. Bai Mo said loudly.

"This friend asked me to stop for no reason! The blood feud is over, how can I stop easily! How can I be worthy of my disciple's heroic spirit!" Ling Changqiu said sharply.

"That's right! Since the friends of Moge are watching from the wall, don't worry about my own affairs in the Dream Villa at this time!" Fifth Tongzhi wiped the blood stains on the door and shouted in a low voice.

Bai Mosheng was choked by the two of them for a while, and he was not embarrassed: "What the two of them said has their own sense. It's just that if you continue to kill, you won't just lose both, but the fish will die and the net will be broken. Moge has always put chivalry first, making the city lord avenge his son, and protecting the fifth owner of Yemeng Villa, there is no mistake in chivalry, so he didn't want to stop it. But now that blood is splattered in all directions, it is not what the hero wants, so please stop. ”

"Who are you, and what is your name? You giants haven't spoken, where is your turn to speak out?" Song Zhiyu said disdainfully.

"Bai Mosheng, the new head of the Lower Ink Pavilion, has only been in office for ten months, and it is normal for the Song Gang Leader to fail to recognize it. Bai Mosheng didn't think it was wrong, and replied indifferently, "I don't know Bai's suggestion, how are you thinking about it?"

"Master!" a young man's crisp voice sounded, and he hammered through the door with rumbling footsteps.

Everyone turned their heads, and Bai Mosheng and Chu Boyi all looked at the person who came with kind faces—it was Li Chengliang, and behind Li Chengliang, there were sixty or seventy Mo Pavilion disciples in green ink robes and more than a dozen Mo Pavilion elite disciples in ink green robes. The crowd surrounded the door of the building and stood in the open space in the courtyard in front of the building.