"You despicable villain!" As soon as Tang Qing turned around, he met the stern and angry stick. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info at the same time, a figure "swished" past, as if trying to grab Gu Zilong's body that slowly slid down the sloping roof. But when he arrived, Gu Zilong just slid down the eaves completely. Wang Chen's hand was empty in the night.

The scene of Tang Qing's assassination of Gu Zilong happened to be seen by Yan Hou, who was chasing him. I thought it was a deep brotherhood, but it turned out to be a hidden knife in a smile in an instant. This made this upright young man furious, picked up his stick and rushed towards Tang Qing,

Tang Qing shrank suddenly, and a thick stick slashed over his head. With a stick in the air, Yan Hou was even more angry, so he simply rushed up directly, and flew up and kicked him in the face.

"Even kill your own friends! Beasts!" Wang Chen's anger soared to a new height. Looking at Tang Qing who flew over, he also jumped high and kicked him towards Yan Hou again with a roundabout kick. Yan Hou beat him back with another stick. The two kicked Tang Qing back and forth for several rounds like kicking balls. But I still don't get angry.

Yan Hou plucked onions on dry land, rushed into the sky, grabbed his collar, slammed him in the air, and a Tarzan pressed the top, slammed him through the roof, and pressed him directly to the floor.

"Uncle Yan, you have wronged me!" Seeing that Yan's iron fist was about to hit again, Tang Qing hurriedly lay on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Huh?" Yan Yan's fist loosened.

"I didn't do anything!" Tang Qing cried out.

"Nonsense! I saw it all!" Yan Hou stopped his fist, but still pressed him tightly to the ground.

"What did you see?" Tang Qing asked rhetorically with a sad face. Yan Hou was stunned for a moment, in fact, he really didn't see it too clearly, he only saw the two walking together intimately, and then Gu Zilong leaned over and stood beside him, and then fell down, Tang Qing stood up and kicked him twice, thinking that Tang Qing must have killed him.

Tang Qing saw that he was stunned, and felt that there was a drama in his heart, and his tone suddenly turned sad, "Okay! My good brother died at your hands, I can't avenge him, and it's not interesting to live." Shoot me!" He struggled desperately, and as soon as he stood up, he was about to hit the thick fist.

Looking at his appearance, Yan Hou hesitated a little. Holding Tang Qing's hand, he couldn't help but loosen a little. However, suddenly, with a "sudden" sound, a black cloth upper kicked him in the face fiercely, Tang Qing flew out all the way, hit the wooden wall, struggled for a long time, and spit out a front tooth.

"Ah Chen!" Yan Hou was stunned, turned his head to look at Wang Chen, who had slipped off the beam, and shouted.

"He's lying!" Wang Chen frowned, "Just now I saw an iron nail on the back of Gu Zilong's neck, the same as the one on Liu Xiaotian's neck!" he said as he turned his head to look at Tang Qing.

It didn't matter what he looked at, a chill rushed to his heart, "Ah Hou, be careful!" He didn't have time to make any thoughts, his body had already honestly followed his instincts, and he quickly pounced forward, knocking Yan Hou to the side. "Xiu Xiu Xiu" Countless small needles as thin as cow hair were inserted into his body.

In the distance, Tang Qing, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was holding a small crossbow and laughed wildly.

"Ten Thousand Divine Crossbows!" Yan Hou jumped up, his face distorted with anger. He looked at Wang Chen, who was shrunk in pain, and Tang Qing, who was holding a small crossbow and laughing wildly, his eyes could almost erupt with fire. If the stick was still in his hand, he would have beaten him into a patty with two sticks.

This Ten Thousand Divine Crossbow is a very vicious secret weapon of the Tang family, and there are hundreds of small silver needles as thin as cow hair hidden in a small crossbow. Once pierced into the enemy's body, these silver needles will follow the muscles into the meridians, enter the bloodstream, and slowly collect into the heart. The more you exercise, the faster the blood flows, and the shorter the time it takes for the silver needles to reach the heart. In this process, the silver needle travels in the body, which will continue to stimulate the blood vessels and meridians, making people extremely painful and helpless.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard!" There was no stick or fist, Yan Hou was like an angry tiger, and he rushed in front of Tang Qing with a "poof", punching his left and right, and his nose bleeded.

"I ??? I was wrong!" Tang Qing was knocked down by Yan Hou, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't say a complete sentence at all, and soon begged for mercy, "I??? Can I save him?" he said.

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yan's fist stopped in mid-air and couldn't fight anymore. He turned his head to look at Wang Chen, his hands clenched into fists on the ground, his mouth gasping heavily, beads of sweat falling like rain.

"Say!" he turned, shouted loudly, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up. Tang Qing only felt that his brain was buzzing as if it had been blown up by thunder.

"You let me go, I'll give him the antidote. Tang Qing said strugglingly.

Yan Hou stared at him for a long time, and the hand holding his neck slowly let go, just before he was about to let go. Wang Chen let out a painful groan, and then turned his head.

"Can't put it!" he said.

"Ah Chen, how are you. Hearing this, Yan Hou's hand tightened, grabbed Tang Qing and ran to Wang Chen's side. Squatting beside Wang Chen, the anger in Yan Hou's eyes was completely replaced by anxiety and worry, he looked at Wang Chen, wanting to touch him but afraid of aggravating his injury, like a child who was at a loss. However, as soon as he turned his head to face Tang Qing, he instantly returned to the face of a Hell Shura.

With that strange look, Wang Chen couldn't help laughing. This smile touched the silver needle in his body, and a huge pain struck, and he couldn't help but let out another moan.

"I'm fine!" Wang Chen tried to turn over, lay on the ground, and took a few breaths, fighting the pain consumed too much of his strength, "I have read about the Ten Thousand Divine Crossbows in books, because the size of the needle is too small, so it is not quenched. How can there be an antidote?" he said with a smile as he looked at Yan Hou.

"What should I do then?" Yan Hou was about to cry, he could fight, but when he encountered this kind of meticulous work, he was really at a loss.

"Don't worry. I've read about the solution in a book. Wang Chen smiled again, "This is not such a high-level secret weapon. As long as you don't move, find a place to use the qi in your body to pop the silver needle out of your body. I have just been hit by the needles, and I am afraid that these small needles are still in the muscles, and have not entered the meridians and blood vessels. Give me a little time, and I'm sure I'll be able to pop them out. ”

"Then what can I do?" asked Yan Hou with a sad face.

"Do you need to say that?" Wang Chen's eyes lit up, "During the time I am healing, the task of blowing up this bastard's dog head will be handed over to you." Beat him so much that he doesn't even know the!"

"Ahh

Yan Hou stood up and looked at Tang Qing coldly. That look was like looking at a punching bag. Tang Qing's eyes darkened, and he finally fainted.

Watching Yan Hou carry Tang Qing out of the house, Wang Chen finally couldn't hold back the pain and curled up in a ball. Damn!

After another sharp pain passed, Wang Chen sat up strongly, luckily looking for those small needles that were invisible. Every time the breath passed through, it was a piercing pain, and when the pain was at its most intense, it shook it out of the body with a wave of luck.

Although I have read about these methods in books, it is not easy to put them into practice. Every time a thin needle kicks out, the pain makes him sweat profusely. The clothes were wet and dry, dry and wet, and slowly a thin layer of salt formed. When the silver needle was finally shaken out, it was already dawn.

Wang Chen stretched his muscles and bones, and it seemed that he couldn't feel obvious pain. He got up and walked outside. I didn't see Yan Hou, I don't know why, I actually felt a little lost in my heart.

He walked up the boardwalk to the distance of two rooms, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Yan Hou was sitting at the door of a room, holding a stick and napping. He smiled slightly and walked towards Yan Hou.

Who knew that there was still a difference of two or three meters, but Yan Hou, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly woke up, and a harrier turned over, picked up a stick and threw himself at Wang Chen. Halfway through, he found out that this was Wang Chen, the kid suddenly retracted his strength in the air, and he fell backwards.

"What are you doing?" Wang Chen really couldn't laugh or cry.

"How are you?" asked Yan Hou, touching his bald head, and getting up happily.

"Well, it's not a big deal. Wang Chen nodded, pointed to a large bundle of sticks behind him, and asked, "What the hell is this doing?"

"Oh, when you were healing, I had a fight with Situ, and the stick broke, so I went to the martial arts training ground to find a bunch of spare ones. Yan Hou looked at at the black iron rods behind him and explained.

"Situ, have you won?" Wang Chen was a little surprised.

"Of course not!" Yan Hou scratched his face embarrassedly, "but he was led away by me, and he should still be looking for me in the south of the city." ”

"What about Tang Qing?"

"Of course, he was beaten so much that he didn't even know himself. Yan said proudly. Indeed, when the iron-masked people found Tang Qing hanging from the cliff, it was difficult to tell if he was still alone or not.

"Then why are you sitting here?" Wang Chen looked at the wooden house where he was healing, and then at Yan Hou, it was obviously not one. Could it be that this guy is lost?

"Hah!" Yan Hou looked even more proud when he said this, and he said, "If you sit at your door, Situ can knock down the house with one punch." Sitting here will not only protect you, but it will not affect you. Even if Situ came, he couldn't have imagined that you would be in the next room. Hahaha, I'm smart!"

"Hey, I didn't think you'd be quite smart!" Wang Chen rolled his eyes. But I felt a little warm in my heart.

He thought for a moment and said, "Now it's only Situ Killing God." Either let's join forces to kill him first, and then we'll fight again. ”

"Haha, yes. Let's join forces!" Yan Hou said, stretching out his right hand. Wang Chen smiled and slapped his hand with a palm. The two hands were clasped tightly together.