Liu Junshan, the king of guns, is famous in the rivers and lakes, especially in Matou City. If there is a child crying endlessly, as long as Liu Junshan is here, he will immediately stop crying.www.biquge.info One can imagine how terrible the gun king Liu Junshan is in the hearts of the people of Matou City! In fact, not only did he not oppress anyone in front of him in Matou City, but people also often saw him walking past his shop with a smile.

The brutal things committed in front of the people of Matou City were also the actions of his men, and there were thirteen of them, who were called "Liu Zhuang Thirteen Guests" by the people of Matou City. These thirteen people came from all parts of the rivers and lakes, some were surnamed Zhang, some were surnamed Li, some were surnamed Wang, and some were surnamed Lin...... Thirteen people, thirteen surnames, they did not come to the village of Liu Junshan, the king of guns, at the same time.

People on the rivers and lakes have heard that the gun king Liu Junshan's family has a big business and needs a lot of manpower. Therefore, people from all over the world came to vote, and this is how these thirteen people came to Liujiazhuang. At the beginning, they just wanted to earn two dollars in Liujiazhuang and support their families. Later, they drove the name of Liu Junshan, the king of guns, in Matou City, and went on a rampage, pointing to the deer as a horse, doing all kinds of evil, and becoming more and more bold.

Tonight, when Liujiazhuang's great enemy is present, of course, the thirteen of them will bear the brunt of dealing with this strong enemy.

Now Nan Jian is still talking to Lan Xin in the small attic, although she has not shared all the sorrow in her heart, but Nan Jian has already felt her indescribable suffering from her sad expression. At this moment, Nan Jian inadvertently saw a small black insect hiding in the crack of the wall crawling out on the wall of the opposite panel.

The little black worm, with a pair of thin wings, climbed up along the wall of the board, about five inches long, when suddenly slipped under its feet and fell under the wall. At this moment, Nan Jian's hand holding the blue core shook gently, and the other party immediately felt his shaking, with obvious intentions, she wiped the tears on her cheeks and began to obey Nan Jian's actions.

"I'm leaving!" Nan Jian deliberately said loudly, "I'm really sorry Miss Lan, I don't know why you are sad and crying, it makes me feel very embarrassed, I hope your sadness is not caused by me." As he spoke, he had already walked to the place where the little black worm had crawled out.

Suddenly, Lan Xin saw him wave his hand, and with a bang, the sound of a dragon's groan sounded in this quiet room, and the sudden screeching sound, like a sudden hearing of a wild cat's roar in the calm night, was terrifying!

Immediately, a miserable scream sounded across the board wall on the opposite side, and just as Nan Jian drew back the sword dripping with blood, the wooden wall was pushed by the twelve people on the opposite side with a bang. The man in black that Nan Jian killed just now was holding a pair of maces in his hand, and the sharp sword pierced his chest. Like a sleeping black dog, he fell motionless to the ground, a pair of maces, one one one one step away from the front of him, the other five inches in front of his toes.

And their twelve accomplices had seven or eight weapons, knives, spears, swords, halberds, and axes...... , everyone looked at Nanjian vigilantly with a very confident expression. "Stinky boy, how did you know that we were on the other side?" In the middle of the term, the middle-aged man standing in front of him with a halberd couldn't help but ask him angrily.

Nan Jian was not nervous at all, he looked at the twelve people and smiled coldly, "You guys are eavesdropping on the wall of the board with your ears pierced, and the wall is so hot that the insects hiding in the cracks of the wall to make a nest can't stand it, and they have to crawl out!"

When the twelve men heard this, they looked at each other and looked stunned, and the middle-aged man with the halberd pointed at him again and asked, "You mean, just now you saw a small insect crawling out of the crack in the wall." It's up to you to conclude that there might be someone on the other side, and they're putting their ears against the wall, eavesdropping on the two of you!"

"That's right, you're smart and analyzed very correctly. When he said this, he suddenly stopped, like a thunderbolt overhead, and suddenly sounded, but it died down in the middle of the way. Just as the twelve men were gearing up and eager to try, he suddenly smiled at them, and said to them softly, slowly, with a clear contempt, "Do you want to go up one by one, or do you want to go together?"

People are all about saving face, and they were ready to attack at the same time, but now when he asked, they were embarrassed to do so, as if it would make them feel dishonorable. At this time, it was the middle-aged man with a halberd in his hand who took the lead in shouting: "Hmph, stinky boy, everyone says that your sword is very powerful, but your Uncle Kun doesn't pay attention to it." I'm going to meet you alone for a while!" As he spoke, he stepped out of the crowd and stopped two steps away from Nanjian.

Nan Jian took Lan Xin's hand and whispered to her, "Blue girl, stand back!"

Wait for Blue Core to take three steps back and retreat to the opposite side of the round table. Now the space around Nanjian and the middle-aged man wielding a halberd is very spacious, and there is no need to worry about hurting the innocent. "Hey, boy," the middle-aged man, waving the halberd in his hand, flaunting his might, and demonstrating towards the southern sword, he said, "If you are afraid, throw the sword in your hand on the ground, kowtow to the lord and me three times, call the lord three times, and I will forgive you!"

He said his, but Nan Jian ignored it and kept looking at him coldly. There was always a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Have you finished talking," he asked suddenly.

"So what's the deal!"

"How did you prepare it?" Nan Jian asked again.

"What if you're ready!" he said as his last words still echoed in the air. He saw that the other party's sword suddenly looked like a bamboo leaf hanging on a tree branch, and when someone walked under the branch, the snake's head suddenly bit the throat of the visitor.

At this moment, what he saw and felt, just as he thought of it—the sharp sword of the Southern Sword, like the head of Zhu Yeqing, had penetrated his throat when it flickered.

Suddenly, the eleven people behind the deceased were stunned, and none of them could say a word or laugh a little, and everyone's faces were frightened to the point of indescribable. Everyone's face was like a blank piece of paper, and their expressions were blank! Even, at this time, some people were already oozing cold sweat from the palms of their weapons!

With a bang, the middle-aged man who had been pierced through his throat by a sharp sword fell to the ground like the wall that everyone had just knocked down, fanning up a faint dust on the ground, and at the same time, it also made everyone smell a warm and disgusting smell of blood.

Lan Xin behind the table, she had never seen a dead man fall stiffly in front of her, she screamed in fright, as if Nan Jian had killed not that middle-aged man, but her!

It was only after a scream that her heart gradually calmed down. After all, it was the people who had fallen to the ground that terrified her. She remembered that a year ago, when their family was chased back from outside the gate of Matou City by these people, this middle-aged man who had just been killed by Nanjian with a sharp sword beat her parents viciously.

Thinking of the hatred of the past, and looking at the dead body on the ground that had not moved, Blue Core no longer felt afraid, and not only that, but there was a wave of anger in her heart that was rushing up like flames. So much so that she now wanted to run over and pick up the halberd dropped by the dead man on the ground, and then tell the dead man to pierce a hundred transparent holes.

Nanjian looked at her and saw that she was no longer afraid, which made him feel very relieved. Then he turned back to the eleven men and said, "Who else wants to taste the sword piercing?"

As a result, no one dared to squeak. "Nan Daxia," at this time, there was a short, sharp-faced man inside, he put away the steel knife that he had just raised on his chest, and said to Nan Jian with the hilt of the knife upside down, "Sure enough, it's better to be famous, just now we appreciated your swordsmanship, it's as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, and it really deserves its name! If Nan Daxia doesn't dislike our group of people for being vulgar, how about we be friends!"