readx;? The reason why the king catcher is called the king of the king is not only because he is the king of the head, but also because he is the king of the bandits. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are murderers in Luzhou, **, between the twelve richest households, and the chickens and dogs are not left.

This group of murderers is cruel in their methods, leaving no room for doing things, carrying a million taels of money, sneaking into Guilu Mountain, known as the twelve giant murderers.

Hunting Wang Sang Buqiu alone, he tracked him into Guilu Mountain and killed the twelve murderers one by one.

When Sang Buqiu came back from Guilushan with scars, he was not praised by his boss because he did not bring back the dirty silver that the twelve giants swept away.

That huge amount of money, the filth of the twelve big boxes of thieves, disappeared in Guilu Mountain.

Xiao Ruoli was reluctant to take over this case, and since the twelve murderers had been beheaded, it was inconvenient for him to offend the king.

But the adults in the law department regard the thieves as more concerned than the murderers themselves. Naturally, they suspected that it was the king who had captured the thief and embezzled the stolen goods. Since you can kill the twelve murderers, how can you not bring back the twelve big boxes that have no long legs.

That was the first time Xiao Ruoli had seen the king of fishing, and he had heard of his name before he debuted, and he sincerely admired him.

Before the four leaks became famous, the name of the king of capture was like thunder in the Luzhou area, not to mention the god Xiao Ruoli as a rising star.

"You're here to track down the dirty silver. ”

Xiao Ruoli said, "Yes." ”

"Those people always value money more than people. ”

Xiao Ruoli continued, "Yes. ”

"So, you find out the silver, to whom to give it to, the law department, or to return it to the bitter master, but it seems that there is no bitter master, and the bitter master has been killed and killed. ”

"None of this is what I have to think about, what I want to do is to find the twelve chests, so I ask you to cooperate with the king. ”

The king of the catcher sighed faintly, "Young man, sure enough, the blood is strong, we both belong to the Department of Law and the Department of Arrest, how can I not help you." ”

You know, there are twelve of them, each of them has unique skills, and with my own strength, I can't help these twelve people join forces.

But these twelve people did not join forces, they were scattered in the Guilu Mountain, each with a box, waiting for me to break them one by one.

When I killed the first person and got the first chest, my whole eyes were red. The treasure in the box is not enough for me to save up all my life. At that moment, I had the idea of stopping the hunt and fleeing with this box of treasure.

But man's greed is endless, and with the first box of treasure, then the second box can be plundered.

The minds of the twelve giants have a problem for me, either take a box of treasure and retreat. Either drag the treasure and continue to hunt it down, which will undoubtedly become a burden. In the rest of the hunt, it will slow me down, and the chances of my death will increase exponentially.

The chests don't have long legs, so I can move them back after all the twelve giants have their hands on them.

So I ignored it and continued to hunt down the rest of the Twelve.

When I dragged my tired body and killed eleven people, the last leader was already around.

The leader of the Twelve Giants did not bring a box, and he knew that carrying these burdens would drag down his journey. Discarding these boxes can disrupt your opponents, so why not.

The box is always there, it doesn't have long legs, it can't walk, it can't run, and in the end, it's up to you to take it with you.

Only those who live to the end, those who laugh to the end, will be able to take these boxes away.

After seeing the eleven boxes, the king was curious that the leaders of the twelve murders did not bring the boxes.

The leader of the giant murderer was as cold as frost, "Lord Hunter, you are too greedy, you have robbed the treasures of eleven boxes, and you are not satisfied, so you will not even let go of the twelfth." ”

Every inch of Sang Buqiu's skin hurt, every cell trembled, but his hands holding the double hook remained motionless, and he would never show his fragility when the enemy had not fallen. He always had to watch the enemy fall before him, so that he could relax with confidence.

The trees in Guilu Mountain are very tall, but no matter how tall the trees are, they can't stop the brilliance refracted by the hot sun.

Sang Buqiu only felt cold sweat, the other party was waiting, and when he showed his flaws, he would be killed with one blow.

He is also waiting, he only has the power of one blow, after one blow, either the other party dies, or he dies, this move, as if desperate, you live and I live, or, I live and you die, there is no third choice question to do.

Although they didn't move, it definitely consumed more energy than moving.

On a July day, even if you stand under a big tree, you can't escape the scorching sun.

A gust of wind blew from the mountains and forests. On such a hot day, the wind should not be called wind at all, it should be called a heat wave, and the heat wave is rolling.

The heat wave passes through the shade of the trees, layered on top of each other, and when it blows on the face, it is no longer so hot, and there is still a feeling of coolness.

This wind is like a signal, a signal to do it, and the two of them moved together after relieving their spirits.

The unique blades in the hands of the twelve giant murderers, like delicate flowers, suddenly opened.

When it was opened, there was a dense hidden weapon towards Sang Buqiu****, and the injured Sang Buqiu would definitely not be able to escape the attack range of the hidden weapon.

Sang Buqiu didn't dodge and advanced, and crashed into the hidden weapon.

His double hooks were quickly spliced in the process of running, and when the hidden weapon hit him, his hook stabbed into the opponent's body for no reason.

With such a short hook, at such a distance, it is simply impossible to stab.

Because his hook has grown.

The moment he rushed over, his double hooks began to be spliged together to form a spear.

Catch Wang Sang Buqiu's double hook, hook the soul, hook the murderer to chase his life, and make others frightened. But he had a final move with his double hook, called the Hook and Sickle Shot, and when he tried to use it, no one could escape it.

The leader of the Twelve Giants was no exception, he had too much advantage, but he was afraid of Sang Buqiu's fame, and he made some secret weapons to do some secret kung fu, and was killed by a shot from the suddenly lengthened hook and sickle.

Sang Buqiu lay straight under the scorching sun, he couldn't close his eyes, he didn't dare to close his eyes, he instinctively felt the crisis. But he no longer had the strength to resist, and now, even a child could kill him.

The voice was so desperate and cruel, "You really think that there are only twelve of the twelve murderers, then you are very wrong, and there is a thirteenth person. ”

"Tsk, I could only get one box of treasures, and I could keep all these treasures for myself. (To be continued.) )