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Old Master Liu took two steps back in surprise, leaning against the door frame, his face pale.

The finger bones of the dragon-headed crutches were pale.

Two drops of blood fell on Mrs. Liu's pale finger bones, which were very conspicuous.

"Liu Cheng! Today, I want you to pay with blood!" Wei Ying shouted, waving the knife in his hand, and rushed forward.

"Old Master Liu, run quickly..." On the ground, a retired soldier under the command of "Liuyishou" who hadn't completely died, desperately saved Wei Ying's legs, and said with difficulty.With a splash, the burly man spat out a mouthful of blood, all spraying on Wei Ying's trousers, seeing that he was dying.

"Looking for death!" Wei Ying was furious, and waved the knife in his hand. He raised the knife and dropped it. The man's fingers were cut off in one fell swoop.

The man let out a loud shout, leaped forward, and bit Wei Ying's crotch.

In the man's eyes, the light of victory shone.

You know, any one person, when the little brother is bitten by one bite, it is equivalent to losing more than half of the fighting power.

The man believed that Old Master Liu would be able to escape by taking advantage of this opportunity, and then make a comeback.

In fact, Mrs. Liu was really kind to them, providing them with delicious food and drink, receiving a large salary, but usually did not have any specific jobs.

This amount of money is enough for the man to find a wife from Xiaojiabiyu, give birth to a fat son, and live a relatively good life.

For a retired former soldier like him, this is enough for him to pay with his life.

There was also a stern look in the eyes of Mrs. Liu, as treacherous as Mrs. Liu, of course he couldn't let go of this one-hit-kill opportunity.

Mrs. Liu knew that at this moment, being kind to the enemy was equivalent to being cruel to oneself.

Wild fire, in spring.

Mrs. Liu would never allow this kind of thing to happen to him.

If weeds are not eradicated, future troubles will be left behind. This is the experience that Mr. Liu exchanged his blood for many years in business.

After Mrs. Liu sneered, he raised the crutch in his hand in front of his chest. After pressing a button on the dragon head, there was a soft snap, and the front part of the crutch fell, revealing a thin and narrow one-handed sword.

"Stick..." Old Master Liu sent it forward.

The sharpness of this one-handed sword has been tested countless times by Mrs. Liu.

It is absolutely not a problem to cut a small tree as thick as a child's arm with a single sword.

The sword edge cut through the air, causing bursts of air bursting sounds.

"Go to hell! Wei Ying, I was too merciful back then! If I had sent someone to chase you down the cliff and wiped out you, a little bastard, there wouldn't be so much trouble today! You actually killed my beloved daughter , I will never forgive you!"

"Liu Cheng, you're still too confident!" Wei Ying, who was bitten by his little brother, didn't cry out in pain, but had a calm expression on his face: "You don't know what I went through under the cliff?" pain!"

Wei Ying sneered, raised his foot and kicked, biting Wei Ying's little brother's man, and was kicked by Wei Ying and flew up.

"Pfft..." The sword pierced into the flesh, the man struggled a bit, and was stabbed to death by Liu Chengliu's old man, which was considered a well-deserved death.

"You...how could you be like this?" Mrs. Liu couldn't imagine that Wei Ying could easily decipher the deadly move, "You, have you practiced such evil skills as the Sunflower Book?"

Wei Ying didn't show pain after being bitten by his little brother, there is only one possibility.

"If you want to practice magic skills, swing your sword from the palace."

"Sunflower Treasure? You are the kind of magical skill, just like Chinese cabbage, can anyone practice it?" Wei Ying's tone was sad, and he laughed wildly.

Years ago, when he fell off a cliff, he was blocked by a pine tree growing wildly, and he survived the fall.

But it's a pity that Wei Ying landed on the overgrown pine tree with his legs spread apart.

At that time, the egg was shattered like cracks, and the egg white and yolk flowed down the trousers. Wei Ying, who was in pain, passed out on the spot.

After waking up, Wei Ying discovered that a branch protruding from a slanted thorn pierced the little brother halfway by coincidence.

After a few days, suppuration occurred.

Wei Ying had to throw away his car to save Shuai, and finally survived.

From that moment on, Wei Ying regarded revenge as the first priority after surviving.

Now, his wish is finally coming true.

Wei Ying licked the blood from the tip of the knife, and a wolf-like fierce light appeared in his eyes. The next moment, the knife stabbed at the chest of Old Master Liu, Liu Cheng.

"You can't kill me!" Old Master Liu laughed wildly, staggered back, and pressed his finger on a button on the faucet crutch again.

The leading crutch was raised flat, and it was aimed at Wei Ying's chest.

"Pfft..." A bullet burst out of the air. It turned out that this crutch, in addition to being used as a sword, also contained a more delicate mechanism inside, which could store two bullets. It was a part of the Thunder Palm Pistol. Variants are hard to guard against.

"Ah..." Wei Ying turned sideways hastily, but he was a step too late. The bullet hit Wei Ying directly on the right side of his chest, and a bloody arrow burst out.

"Hahaha, go to hell! You inhumane monster!" Old Mr. Liu succeeded in one blow, laughed arrogantly, and fired another bullet.

Wei Ying rolled on the spot, just avoiding the second bullet. At this time, Wei Ying, sweating on his forehead in pain, pulled off his shirt with his backhand, bandaged it indiscriminately, and grabbed the knife in his hand , Instead of retreating, he rushed forward, rubbed his body, and the blade in his hand flashed, and it went straight to the throat of Mrs. Liu, and slashed past.

What Wei Ying learned was not fighting skills, but the method of killing and fighting.

Mrs. Liu dodged quickly, but it was a pity that he was too old and his agility was far inferior to that of a young man like Wei Ying.

Although Wei Ying was seriously injured, a desire for vengeance forcibly supported his spirit. After two consecutive stabs, the third stab finally hit the vitals of Mr. Liu. Mrs. Liu groaned and looked at his A bloody arrow shot out of the throat, and then his eyes widened, unwilling to die.

Wei Ying rushed forward, tore off Mrs. Liu's trousers, waved at the little caterpillar in the middle of his trousers and chopped it off.

"Wahhahaha..." Wei Ying laughed wildly, and after beheading the two guards who were "reserved" quasi-experts again, he lit a torch.

"I want the Liu family to be completely delisted from Dongjiang City from now on!" Wei Ying was like a god above the nine heavens, covered in blood, not only would he not let the living be spared, even the cats and dogs of the Liu family were killed. When the seedlings were planted, a chihuahua poked its head out from under the bed furtively, but was stabbed down by the mad Wei Ying, and its head was separated.

Then, Wei Ying threw the torch on the big bed, first the bedding burned, and then the whole house was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

Wei Ying laughed wildly, clutching his chest, setting fire all the way, and walked towards the direction of the tunnel he had arranged in advance.