Chapter 27: The Man Who Is Not Wrong

Han Zhang is here to kill, he is here to kill Yang Jian, Zhuo Donglai, Sima Chaoqun, if there is a chance, he even wants to kill the people up and down the big dart game, now he has the opportunity to kill a few people in the big dart game, but he must hold back not to make a move, he must not make a move, because as long as he makes a move, he will expose himself, once he exposes himself, then he will not want to kill anyone up and down the big dart game, a person who loses his life cannot kill.

Han Zhang is not afraid of death, Zhu Meng's subordinates in the Lion Hall are all good men, and none of them are afraid of death, in fact, he was ready to die when he asked to come to the territory of the Chang'an Dart Bureau, but he hoped that he could die worthwhile, at least not because of people other than Yang Jian, Zhuo Donglai, and Sima Chaoqun, if none of these three people were killed, how could he die?

Therefore, he must not expose himself now, not at all, he is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to get rid of the staring at others all these days since he stepped into Chang'an.

Now the opportunity has finally come, on this day of September 13, at the end of noon, almost everyone paid attention to Gao Yanfei, Mu Ji, and Xiao Tear Blood, so he easily killed a few people, and then according to the road map of the house layout of the big dart bureau that he had already inquired about, he was like a sparrow in the sun very directly but no one paid attention to the big dart game.

The rain was pouring down, and there was a water thorn in Han Zhang's sleeve, and he was ready to take it out all the time, but he didn't come to kill people. He didn't kill any of Yang Jian, Zhuo Donglai, or Sima Chaoqun, he was here to find someone, to find a woman who could cheer up Zhu Meng, the hall master of the hall that he respected and feared the most, and who could spare everything to fight the big dart game.

Not only are there not many women in heaven and earth who make Zhu Meng nostalgic, to be precise, there is only one, this person is the butterfly dance, which is the unparalleled butterfly dance that Di Xiaohou Di Qinglin evaluates as a **** dance posture.

-- There are very few people in the world who can not be captivated by the graceful and free dance of the butterfly dance and the face of the country and the city, whether it is a hero or a hero, it is difficult not to be captivated by the dance of the butterfly dance, and Zhu Meng is no exception.

Zhu Meng was fascinated by the butterfly dance, so Zhu Meng could only be helpless in the face of the current big dart game, Han Zhang took a deep breath, he held the umbrella, looking at the room that he had already inquired about countless times, he even felt that his breath was almost as heavy as the rain in the sky.

There were quite a few people patrolling around, and he had already inquired about all these patrols, so he did not alarm anyone to enter the courtyard of the ashram filled with the smell of flowers, and when his feet had just stepped into the ashram, his heart was already beating much faster.

There are three fast horses prepared in a small alley outside the big dart bureau, each of which is a very noble BMW, and the carriage of the carriage is very clean and comfortable.

As long as the butterfly dance is brought out of the ancient city of Chang'an, then there will naturally be the brothers of the Lion Hall to respond, how can Zhu Meng be afraid of the big dart game at that time?

The big dart game and the lion hall can finally fight to the death, and they can fight to the death in the open. Thinking of this, Han Zhang, who had already calmed down and had no emotional changes, couldn't help but start to be happy, and his blood was already boiling at this time.

As long as Butterfly Dance can be brought back to the Lion Hall safely, all the costs are worth it, whether it is sacrificing Gao Wanfei, Muji or Xiao Tears, this price is worth it.

Crossing the wall full of flowers and vines, Han Zhang immediately saw Butterfly Dance, he had seen Butterfly Dance before, so he only knew at first glance that Butterfly Dance was the woman carrying the flower basket in the courtyard was Butterfly Dance.

Butterfly Dance was burying flowers, Han Zhang couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this, women always like sad spring and autumn, he now doesn't understand why the hall master likes this kind of woman with sadness and despair in her bones? Maybe this kind of woman is too pitiful.

He didn't go down immediately, but quietly observed for half an hour, and determined that there was only Butterfly Dance carrying a basket of flowers in the courtyard, he jumped down, appeared in front of Butterfly Dance, and said with his fists clenched: "The villain Han Zhang was ordered by Zhu Ye to take the Butterfly Dance girl back to the Lion Hall." ”

He wanted to say this, but his person hadn't landed yet, and he couldn't say this sentence anymore, to be precise, his person had just landed and was hit by a flying iron ball in the waist, and now he couldn't use any strength in his body, and he couldn't move.

His pupils shrank sharply, and at this moment, a very warm voice sounded in his ears, and two people appeared in front of him.

"This time I'm still not wrong, Zhu Meng's real purpose is not to cut off our heads, but to take this woman. ”

The other man sighed: "Yes, you are not wrong, but I hope that you are not wrong anywhere, Mo Dumping Pool can really deal with Xiao Tear Blood, Xiao Tear Blood, who has the most terrible weapon in the sky and on the earth." ”

The person who spoke was naturally no one else, and the person who could make Han Zhang so afraid and jealous was only Zhuo Donglai and Sima Chaoqun in Chang'an.

Zhuo Donglai looked at the courtyard in the direction of Yang Jian in the distance, smiled softly, and said, "I know that Xiao Tear's box can crack the world's sword technique, but does he have time to crack the sword of the Ink Dumping Pool?" He sneered on his face and said: "This battle of the Ink Dumping Pool will never be defeated, and the person who is defeated is Xiao Tear Blood, now I only ask for a little." ”

"Which point?" asked Sima Chaoqun, he already believed Zhuo Donglai's words, no matter how ridiculous Zhuo Donglai's words were, he would believe them.

- Zhuo Donglai has never missed it, Zhuo Donglai is the only friend and brother in his life, so how can he not believe Zhuo Donglai?

September 13, before the time, before the time has passed, Han Zhang has already appeared in the courtyard of Butterfly Dance, and in a way that can never leave the courtyard of Butterfly Dance, it is impossible for him to kill Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Dong, and now he can't even control his own life.

On the same day, at the same time, September 13, Deuteronomy.

Yang Jian's whole body was already steaming, and the sweat on his body kept flowing, so not only was he soaked, but the chuang who sat down was also soaked.

Now he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't, because Xiao opened his mouth with tears, and the owner of the old and ordinary box opened his mouth to let him close his eyes, so he could only close his eyes, no matter how reluctant he was, no matter how much he wanted to take a look at the weapons in the box.

The chest has been opened, a crack has been opened.

The crack was like the gate of the underworld and the yang world, and there seemed to be a terrible ghost released from the crack, a powerful ghost that would drag a living person into the underworld once it appeared in the yang world.

Mo Tingchi's heart couldn't help beating faster, he originally thought that he would never be affected by that box, but now it seems that that the box seems to have a very wonderful magic, and anyone who sees that box can't help but be affected by that box.

He was the same.

It's just that he is the person who has seen the weakest influence on the box in more than 20 years, but the one who calms down the fastest.

Mo Dump Chi held his sword.

The sword is in the sheath, ready to be unsheathed, but not unsheathed.

At this moment, anyone can see the meaning of Mo Dump Chi's words, and Ink Dump Chi definitely wants to see the contents of the box before he will make a move, otherwise he will definitely not make a move.

The box slowly opened, and the contents of the box also appeared in front of Mo Dump Chi in an instant, and he finally saw the contents of the box, which was called the number one powerful weapon in the sky and on the ground by Zhuo Donglai.

As it deserves, this is Mo Dump Chi's evaluation of the contents of the box, and he can even say with certainty that the contents of the box can definitely restrain any weapon in the heavens and the earth, whether it is the mainstream knives and swords, or spears, clubs and many other Qimen weapons.

Now he can finally be sure that Zhuo Donglai did not deceive him, a silent and ordinary person, an old and ordinary box, is indeed qualified to harvest the life of anyone in the world, but it is only qualified.

Lingering on death, the red-clothed beauty who was as docile as a sheep and as beautiful as jasper, now she had no strength in her body, she could only lie quietly on the chuang, and she couldn't move at all, she looked at the man who had completely calmed down from the passion just now with a look of respect and fear and great admiration.

Women are very curious and very careful, and the woman in red is a very curious and very careful woman, so she hugged Di Qinglin, who was definitely not in a bad mood, and asked: "I can see that you are more excited than usual, I have never seen you so excited." ”

Di Qinglin glanced at the woman beside him, and asked rhetorically, "Can you see it?"

The woman in red smiled and said, "I'm not stupid, and I'm not too stupid. ”

Di Qinglin also smiled, he gently touched the woman's hair, touched the hair of the woman who was destined to be abandoned by him, looked at the woman in red with a smile, and said softly: "You read it right, I am indeed very excited, I am thinking about something." ”

"Can I know?" the woman in red knew she shouldn't have asked the question, but he asked anyway.

Di Qinglin said lightly: "That's a box, the most mysterious and probably the most terrifying box in the sky and on the ground." ”

The woman in red said, "That's the box that Zhuo Dong mentioned when he came to Zhuo Erye?"

Di Qinglin nodded, he could see that this woman was not stupid, a woman who was not stupid would remember so many things, which was why the time of half a month was almost up, and he had not sent this woman away, it was not easy to meet such a woman in the rivers and lakes.

Di Qinglin nodded and said, "Yes, it's that box." ”

"Why do you want to think about that box?"

Di Qinglin was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "Because I want to know what is in that box and what kind of terrible weapon it contains." ”

The woman in red suddenly hugged Di Qinglin tightly, and said with great certainty: "No matter what is in the box, I believe that it is not your opponent." ”

Di Qinglin smiled again, the woman in red didn't see it, this time the smile on Di Qinglin's delicate face was with a faint bitter smile, and at this moment Di Qinglin also thought of a person, a weapon.

- Yang Zheng, parting hook.

If I get the box made by Master Shao Kongzi, can I kill Yang Zheng? Di Qinglin's mind couldn't help but think.

At this moment, if Zhuo Dong came here, he would not be surprised, because he had already seen that he was definitely not the only one who knew the box, at least Shangguan Jinhong and Di Qinglin must know, but they pretended not to know. (To be continued.) )