final catastrophe

Chapter 121 73. People Are All Demons 2
Cold wind like a knife.

The knife is like a scorpion, and the scorpion is one after another.

One after another on the road, the moonlight becomes a path.

Leading to the shadowy flower garden, the wind blows the flowers, and the faint fragrance hits, but there are a few heavy yellow wintersweet plants.

In the fragrance of flowers, Xia Ji walked out of the courtyard, he walked very casually, although he could already hear the sound of slow breathing, hiding in the shadow of the trees behind the bamboo fence in the small flower garden, so clumsy, so humorous that he had to force himself Only by smiling can we maintain normal walking.

Those people seemed to be a little afraid, but just hid, not daring to probe.

And this made Xia Ji very dissatisfied. He was determined to give those people some encouragement, telling them that when the target appeared, they had the courage to come out of the shadows, and they had to take action when it was time to do so. Mother-in-laws can't do big things.

So he pretended to be drunk, stumbled and walked a few steps, fell limp, and fell into the flower garden, looking as if he was drunk.

The air suddenly became extremely still.

Then, there were a few sounds of the iron door closing and locking.

There was a rustling sound, and the ambush man couldn't bear it any longer, and walked out cautiously from behind the shadow of the tree, outflanking him.

In the moonlight, it was clearly illuminated, it seemed that there were seven or eight beggars, and Wang Sibao, the big housekeeper of the Liu Mansion.

The beggars were naturally holding strong bamboo sticks. At this time, they surrounded them from all sides, pointing forward from time to time between the sticks, like a group of snakes nodding, and heading towards the fallen man in the middle.

It's just that on weekdays, the stick needs to touch the ground to make a sound, thus creating an oppressive aura.

This is the unique little lotus in the beggar gang.

And Wang Sibao was behind those beggars, holding a simple knife upside down, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Even though he was facing a fallen drunk, he didn't dare to be careless.

After all, this person's ability to throw silver leaves with one hand and turn wine into pearls with a flick of a finger really shocked him.

It's just that this person blocked his way, if he didn't get rid of it, he would have no peace, and the experience of stealing the secret book would be in vain.

On weekdays, he has a very good relationship with the brothers of the Beggar Clan, so after the acupoints were unlocked today, he rushed to find a familiar Qibao disciple in the Clan and cried.

It also means that my young lady was deceived by someone and lured a wolf into the house, and it also means that I tried my best to stop it, but I still couldn't stop the man.

When talking about how they met, Wang Sibao said half-truthfully that his young lady was very sad because of the loss of her father. When she saw the drunk in this restaurant, she gave her three silver leaves out of sympathy. Seeing Cai, the man clicked his acupoints, and dragged his young lady into the mansion, as if he wanted to search for it.

Because of the coercion, the young lady could only force herself to smile and try her best to cooperate.

It's a pity that the thief's skill is so high that I can't deal with it at all, and he is a new face, I have never seen him before, so it can't be said that he is a robber and spy.

Most of the reason why Qiuyuan was not breached was because the Beggar Clan divided the rudder and guarded it. On weekdays, the Liu Manor had a good relationship with them, and Wang Sibao was very familiar with them.

After mentioning this, the seven-pouch disciple brought several brothers on the spot together with Wang Sibao to kill the villain.

Walking to the main entrance, they could hear the sound of drinking in the distance. They entered secretly through the side entrance, and then ambush among the small flower beds, waiting for the opportunity to move.

They didn't have to wait long.

During this time, he faintly heard the sound of the porcelain bowl being smashed in the distance, and he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. He expected that the widow of the Sword Master was being abused, and the disciples of the seven bags wanted to rush out several times, but they were all stopped.

And now, the time has come.

The villain actually left alone and came to this flower garden, and was so drunk that he fell to the ground.

What a godsend.

Evil can outshine good, such a wicked person, even God will not help you.

The door was locked, and the little lotus formation of eight people successfully surrounded the decadent drunk man in the middle. In the moonlight, he smacked his mouth and looked extremely decadent with stubble on his face.

And the shadows of the trees whirled, casting shadows on him, and when the wind blew, the light and shadow moved back and forth on his body, appearing extremely illusory.

"Ache!" The down-and-out man suddenly sneezed, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

This sneeze shocked the eight Beggar Clan disciples around them, and with the strength of their wrists, they quickly tapped down the hard bamboo sticks like a group of snakes coming out of a bush, mercilessly.

The desolate man twisted his body, but he dodged all the attacks very strangely, but he was also stuck by the bamboo stick that fell to the ground, and he seemed unable to move anymore, like meat on a chopping board.

How could that Wang Sibao miss this opportunity, his figure flickered, Pu Dao swiped the saber, and slashed Huashan Mountain with all his strength, he jumped up, and with the force of his fall, he slashed the saber towards the neck of the downcast man.

"Evil thief, die!!" he yelled.

The impoverished man raised his hand to block as if in embarrassment, but his body was already stuck by the bamboo stick and he couldn't move.

This move is enough to kill him!
Unless he practiced horizontal exercises for body protection, such as the vajra shield and iron cloth shirt that are rumored to be used in Zhongtian Zhongzhou Buddha Vein Shaolin, but Longzangzhou has never heard of such horizontal exercises, no matter the righteous way or the evil way, so...

He is dead!

Between life and death, the down-and-out man reacted extremely quickly, and swung the gourd in his hand to block in front of him.

When the knife fell, Ka cut the gourd in half with Ka's whole body, and pressed down heavily with the rest of his strength.

Wang Sibao only heard a muffled groan in pain.

The down-and-out man looked terrified, his eyes turned sharply, and he looked at the front and rear gates.

"Evil thief, it's useless, the door is locked! Even if you have accomplices, they won't come to rescue you at this time!" Wang Sibao said with a smile, his expression was ferocious, but the eight beggars gang But the disciples couldn't see it.

"Is it locked?" The down-and-out man said in horror, "Is it really locked?"

"If you're dead, go to the Underworld and ask Hades!" Wang Sibao stopped talking nonsense, and raised his knife to strike again.

This time, the desolate man didn't resist at all, he stood up leisurely, the hard bamboo stick holding him was broken inch by inch, making a crisp sound, and his neck was facing the sharp simple knife.

when!
The bullet flew...

Xia Ji twisted his neck: "It's fine if the door is locked, I like you like this."

The eight disciples of the beggar gang were startled, and the leader of them, the Qibao disciple, stood up and scolded angrily: "Evil thief, who are you? This Qiuyuan city is not a place for you to run wild!"

While speaking, he untied the bag on his body.

In the bag are poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions.

Xia Ji didn't look at them, turned around, and flipped through his hair at random. His long hair was like black electricity, shooting out a silent light with a strange speed.

"This... Manager, Ms. Liu is someone I value very much. If I hold her hostage, I might be able to survive." Xia Ji opened his lips, revealing a piercing smile.

Wang Sibao trembled all over, he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, what was reflected in his pupils... was hell.

The terrified faces of the disciples of the beggar gang, pierced by black hair, swayed in mid-air like fragile wind chimes, some lost their balance, and drew a half-arc directly, with their heads and feet upside down, their hair drooping, and back and forth in the night wind, like The horror of corpse pendulum.

(End of this chapter)