It snowed all night last night.

It's morning, the snow is clear, the cold of midwinter makes the snow on the long street form ice crystals, and the icicles hanging upside down under the eaves on both sides of the street are like wolf teeth, as if waiting to choose someone to eat, and the rows are chilling in the cold wind.

As soon as the people of the "Golden Lion Dart Game" and the three "sword kings" appeared, the men and women, old and young, on the street all ran clean, the doors and windows of every house were tightly closed and locked, the air was cloudy, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be filled with a murderous aura that was enough to freeze all lives.

Shang Ge Ge hugged Ermine Qiu, sitting on a tiger skin chair at the end of the long street, facing this dead and empty long street, his heart felt very satisfied, very comfortable, and more proud.

As the "son-in-law of Cai Xiang", he issued an order-

-- This long street has been turned into a battlefield by the "Power Gang", and in less than half an hour, he will use the blood of the "Changfeng Dart Bureau" to wash away the cold snow piled up on this street like a hill.

Before this arrival, Hugh said that even if a dog or a cat dared to walk on this long street, he would cut off their cat's legs and heads.

If the "Red Turban Sword King" Shang Song and Dance is a holy decree.

Except for his father-in-law, Cai Xiang, he would never allow anyone to cross in front of him and get in the way of him.

No one!

Dozens of "Power Gang" swordsmen wearing hoods stood solemnly behind the seat of the "Red Turban Sword King" Shang Song and Dance, and the same tiger skin chair was placed on the left and right beside him.

A pale, arrogant one-armed young swordsman, dressed in a sable fur of a thousand gold, lazily leaned on a tiger skin chair on his left, and his little fingers hooked the gem-encrusted black sheath scimitar, swinging to and fro.

- For the "one-armed sword king" Luo Zhengxi, Xiangye's errand this time is too boring, too boring, and too meaningless.

As the "one-armed sword king" ranked fifth among the eight sword kings of the "Power Gang", Luo Zhengxi (see the volume of "Rouge Tears") has always regarded himself very highly. He has killed many political enemies and enemies for Cai Xiang, those are all famous figures, and what he wants to kill is not a small person like Wei Chibei, this kind of small person is not worthy of his "one-armed sword king" at all.

A person on the right side of Shang Ge and Dance is younger, and he is using a snowy "Yan Ling Knife" to trim his nails meticulously and carefully.

-- It can be seen that Xiao Zhang, the "King of Fatal Swords", obviously tries his best to look calm and calm, but his horse face is full of pimples, but it is already red and purple from overexcitement.

Shang Song and Dance clearly understood Xiao Zhang's mood at this moment.

The first time he was sent by his father-in-law, Cai Xiang, to carry out the mission of the "Tanting Heroes Club" (see Chapter 7 of the "Heroes Club" volume), he was also so nervous and excited.

But Shang Ge Ge and Dance did not despise this "Eight Great Sword King" to accompany the young man in the last seat, because he knew that this Xiao Zhang was the most powerful general under the "Long Laughing Sword King" Tan Xiao (see the second chapter of the "Amorous Ring" volume), after the Tan Dao King betrayed Xiang Ye and died, Xiao Zhang, who was in the rivers and lakes, was recruited by Cai Xiangxu with a heavy gold beauty and became the new sword king, since he can be ranked eighth among the "Eight Great Sword Kings" under the "Power Gang" and occupy a place, the "Yan Ling Knife" used for manicure nails in his hand and it will not disappoint.

In a private house with closed doors and windows in the left thorn, a child's cry suddenly sounded, breaking the silence between heaven and earth.

As soon as the baby's cry sounded, it suddenly stopped, and it was clear that the child's mouth had been covered with his hands by his parents and adults.

- God knows, the group of dog robbers with knives in the "power gang" outside will be angry and angry because of the crying of the little baby, and the evil will be born to the side of the guts, slamming the door and killing all the children in the house, covering a little baby who is breastfeeding, it is better than the whole family suffering and dying.

Listening to the cry of the baby in the room, but there was a faint woman's suppressed and vague whimper and a man's low reprimand, presumably the crying milk doll, who was really suffocated to death by the adult, Shang Ge and Ge's cold gaze, and then slowly took it back.

Not far ahead, an old dog with a leprosy skin whose fur had fallen off, with a bare tail, probed out of the dog hole in the corner of the wall, observed the murderous "Xiangfu" swordsmen for a while, and suddenly ran through the snow street with a "poof".

Xiao Zhang, the young knife king with pimples on his face, looked at the leprosy old dog running to the center of the long street, and there seemed to be a very strange excited expression in his eyes, just like a man's penis, the excitement and nervousness of the moment before he was about to pierce into the virgin flower hole, his left hand slowly reached into the hem of the ermine coat, and suddenly swung out quickly!

In a flash of the knife, the leprosy old dog had been nailed to death in the middle of the street, and the sloppy goose feather knife happened to penetrate the throat of the leper old dog, and its blood was also red when it flowed through the snow.

Zhao Ritian perked up, and blurted out loud praise: "Okay! Eighth Master is so fast! What a fast knife!"

Xiao Zhang, the "Knife King" of the young man's heart, was obviously also very satisfied with his shot, and he said proudly: "Since my eldest brother has given the order, within half an hour, before the group of lambs in the 'Changfeng Dart Bureau' appears, whether it is a person or a dog, as long as he dares to block the way of the 'Power Gang', I will 'play with his life' Xiao Zhang and want his dog's life." ”

Zhao Ritian nodded, bowed, laughed, and made a stack of sounds.

-- Zhao Ritian has always had no backbone, let alone bones, he is used to nodding to the people in the government, and his nickname of "nodding lion" has been around for a long time, and he is very despised by his ambitious colleagues in the martial arts.

"Red Turban Sword King" Shang Song and Dance laughed on his back, he said: "Lord Yuezhang is too careful, there are young heroes like Fifth Brother Luo and Eighth Brother Xiao here, don't say that there is only one 'Changfeng Dart Bureau', even if it is ten or twenty, it will be bulldozed." ”

Luo Zhengxi, the "one-armed sword king" crooked in the left seat, said coldly: "The eighth is an anxious son, I'm afraid that it won't be my turn to make a move today." ”

As he spoke, the movement of the black sheath scimitar hooked on Luo Zhengxi's little finger suddenly stopped shaking; Shang Ge's laughter also suddenly stopped; Zhao Ritian's flattering smile froze on the long donkey's face; Xiao Zhang's excited and bloodthirsty gaze slowly turned to the street directly in front of the long street.

At the other end of the ancient and sloping "Three Streets", there was already a group of black-clothed dartmen, walking quickly and fearlessly, walking quickly and orderly.

There were a total of 27 people in this line, all of whom carried single knives, swords, steel hooks, iron rulers, soft whips, short sticks and other weapons commonly used in dart shops, all of which were "Kanto" heads with dog skin hats, black short jackets, leggings, and hiking boots.

The person who walked in the forefront, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face full of fierce wind and frost, was none other than Chi Bei, the chief dart head of the "Changfeng Dart Bureau". (See Chapter 1 of the Arrow of Retribution.)

Seeing Wei Chibei, who didn't buy his own face, Zhao Ritian's donkey face immediately tensed, and even his pupils seemed to have contracted. He raised his hand, only to hear the sound of the knife strings, and dozens of dart heads, dart masters, and executioners of the "Golden Lion Dart Bureau" behind him had all bowed and wounded, and the knives were unsheathed, waiting for the battle.

The swordsmen of the "Power Gang" are still standing behind the seat of the "Three Sword Kings", holding their swords without any change in their movements.

On the long street, the murderous aura was even stronger, except for the sound of footsteps like blades grinding in front of them, between heaven and earth, there was so silence that no other sound could be heard.

Seeing that the line of people on the opposite side of the "Changfeng Dart Bureau" has been getting closer and closer, the "Red Turban Sword King" Shang Song and Dance just bowed, and did not want to be at this moment, a narrow door next to the street on the right was suddenly pushed open, and five young men and women dressed in white like snow walked out, and walked out of the long street from the side, reflexively stepped forward, and met the team of the "Changfeng Dart Bureau".

Shang Gedao's eyebrows were cold, and he said coldly with a displeased face: "Mr. Zhao's dart head." Did you invite friends from other walks of life to come and help?"

"No, Uncle Shang. Zhao Ritianzhang Er Vajra Mu didn't think and said, "This ...... I don't know what the little ones are doing......"

I saw that the five young men and women in white clothes wearing wind and snow cloaks, one of them with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, came to the "Changfeng Dart Bureau" chief dart head Wei Chi Bei, and whispered two words to him, Wei Chi head hesitated slightly, but stood in place with his companions without saying a word, and did not move forward half a step.

Then, the five young men in snow cloaks turned around and walked side by side towards Zhao and Shang, and when they walked past the dead dog with leprosy skin, one of them, a girl with huge breasts, suddenly leaned down and untied the snow behind her, revealing the red dress that was as red as blood inside, she rolled up the dead dog with the snow and moved it to the side of the road, buried it with snow, and then strode after her companion.

"Little Tail is kind again!" Walking in the ranks of the shooting stars, a young man with small and funny facial features walked and laughed.

"Zhao Ritian's dog's day, he knew to make trouble for us, and the cold day didn't let us stop for a while. Another dark, thin teenager said.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and send these grandsons away, everyone hurry back to the 'Qingluo Garden' to eat Miss Qingluo's hot pot." A tall man with a serious expression and a serious voice said in high spirits.

The five young people got closer and closer, and Xiao Zhang, the "King of Deadly Blades", had changed, and his left hand slowly stretched into his arms, as if he wanted to use the knife again.

The eldest brother "Red Turban Sword King" Shang Song and Dance stopped the eighth brother with his eyes, he lowered his voice and said: "These people's doorways seem to be a little strange, our brothers first find out their intentions, and then it's not too late to do it." ”

Xiao Zhang sneered and said, "Even if they look a little weird now, after they become dead people for a while, there won't be anything strange about it." Although he said this, after all, he still didn't dare to disobey his brother's will, and he still didn't do it.

Shang Song and Dance called in a deep voice: "Lao Zhao!"

Zhao Ritian hurriedly agreed: "The little one is here." ”

Shang Song and Dance said: "After a while, you will first assess and evaluate their martial arts foundation, and if something is wrong, get back quickly, don't fight with them and suffer a big loss!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes were already shining, and he tried his best to say: "The little one understands!"

I saw that the young man in a strong suit with a sword, thick eyebrows and big eyes who was talking to Wei Chibei just now, waved his hand slightly, and a group of young men and women in white were all standing outside Zhangyu.