"As you so arrogant as to my Batian Martial Arts Hall, are you looking for death?"

A martial artist was eager to show himself, so he came to the man in Mai and grabbed his collar with his right hand!

"Okay, very good." The man in Mai was not panicked, but said excitedly: "Mr. Sun, it seems that you have some misunderstandings about our funeral alliance."

"Your mother is the one!" The martial artist cursed angrily and raised the man in mai high.

Sun Batian died of his son and was angry at this time. Now there are people who are ignorant of life and death to cause trouble. Of course, the martial artist cannot miss this opportunity.

If you perform well, you will definitely replace the dead Tan Laoliu and become the vice-chief.

"Stop!" Sun Batian shouted angrily.

The higher the identity, the more things you come into contact with, the wider your horizons will be.

Originally, in Sun Batian's eyes, he also believed that the funeral alliance was just an organization that carried out funeral affairs.

But until someone died in the owner's mansion and the people from the funeral alliance came to collect the money, Sun Batian happened to see the owner's gentle attitude because he attended the funeral.

Even if the owner of the manor is like this, he, as the owner of the martial arts hall, does not seem to be able to offend this mysterious organization.

Give some money.

unlucky.

The most important thing now is to take revenge.

Instead of offending a group of people, it will only add trouble to yourself.

"Mr. Sun, this person is ungrateful, I will teach him a lesson for you!"

After the martial artist finished speaking, he punched him violently!

Bang!

The man in Mai was beaten and bleeding from his nostrils, and his nose bones seemed to be broken.

But this pain not only did not make the man scream, but instead made him excited!

"Okay! OK! OK!" The man in Mai said three good words in a row and touched the blood on his nose with his hands.

There was excitement in the eyes.

"Boss Sun, I will send eighteen coffins tonight. As for who is inside the coffin, I don't care." The man in Mai looked at the murderer who was close to him: "But the only one who puts in the first coffin is the only one. And I want to live."

"Then grandpa, I'll beat you to death first!" The martial artist was about to punch, but Sun Batian grabbed him tightly: "Don't mess around! Put down the person."

He actually didn't believe how strong the Funeral Alliance could be.

After all, this Mingyue Villa is different from other places and is an independent city-state.

I think that the Funeral Alliance dares not act rashly.

People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot!

If you bully others too much, don’t blame yourself for being ruthless.

"You and I don't have any conflicts with the water. Today, my son unfortunately died young. Mr. Sun doesn't care about you and will see you off!" Sun Batian turned around and ignored the man in mai anymore.

Sometimes, if you are shameless, don’t blame yourself for being rude.

There are many masters in Batian Martial Arts Hall, and they are one of the best in Mingyue Villa.

Sun Batian, who originally wanted to calm down, felt angry when facing the aggressive Funeral Alliance.

What can I do to you?

"Remember my words, I will update three times tonight." The man in Mai stretched out three fingers with his blood-stained hands, with a creepy smile in his eyes: "Third day, I'll collect the corpse."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Pooh!

The martial artist spitted at his back.

"I'm a bitch, and I dare to threaten me!"

He spoke with disdain.

"I punched him with a verbal ability. What else would he dare to do except intimidate?"

The martial artist who beat people was proud.

Needless to say, I definitely made a contribution today.

"You guys are here to guard it, I'll go to the owner's mansion." Looking at the corpses on the ground, Sun Batian felt sad.

"Son, my father must let his whole family be buried with him!"

...

"The owner of the manor is busy with business and has no time for the time being. If you are fine, just go around this Mingyue Villa. With us here, you will definitely not be in danger."

The sword cultivators stopped Li Shier and said a little embarrassed: "Brother, we are just doing things below, and we often have no choice but to do so. Don't make things difficult for us..."

"Yes, if we let you in, the owner of the manor will definitely punish us. It's not easy to get along these days, so we are also doing things for the owner of the manor. Let's be more comfortable..."

The sword cultivators who were arrogant before are now discussing in a low voice.

Who can't live with his life?

Anyway, even the military advisors have surrendered, so they are not ashamed.

Be safe along the way, don’t offend this plague god, the key is to save your life.

"I have to make a good suggestion later." Li Shier pointed to the manor behind Jian Xiu, very dissatisfied. "How can the owner put himself too high and not as good as the world's fireworks!"

"You are right, we will convey it to the owner of the manor later." Jian Xiu stopped Li Shier in front of him, avoiding the thorn in the manor's mansion from entering the owner of the manor's mansion.

At this moment, Sun Batian had a white cloth tied on his shoulder and quickly walked to the owner's mansion.

"Boss Sun." The sword cultivators nodded slightly.

Sun Batian has a good relationship with the owner of the manor. To put it bluntly, the money is given in place and he can freely enter and exit the owner of the manor on weekdays.

Sword cultivators also need to give three thin faces.

"Is the owner of the manor here?" Sun Batian's face was as deep as water, and his heart was filled with anger.

"exist."

Jian Xiu nodded and made a way out.

"Sad!"

Li Shier looked at the white cloth on Sun Batian's shoulder and knew that he was dead.

But he didn't know that the person who died was Sun Teng.

"Thank you." Sun Batian nodded slightly at him and strode in.

The matter was in a hurry, and he hadn't even seen the murderer's appearance.

But if you are in Mingyue Villa, you will definitely not be able to escape.

Villa backyard.

An old man is playing chess with a military advisor.

He is the owner of the villa, Zhuang Youdao.

"Master, I guess, Sun Batian will come in a while." The military advisor sat on the chair, undecided.

"If that young man is as magical as you said, I really have to look at it. By the way, investigate his life experience." Zhuang Youdao looked at the military advisor and urged: "Rozi."

"I will lose if I make a move." The military advisor smiled and looked at the middle-aged man behind Zhuang Youdao: "Master Sword, tell me how to play this chess?"

"There are only two possible options for military advisors to make a move." The man pointed to the upper right corner of the chessboard: "If you fall here, the city lord will lose. If you fall here, the military advisor will lose. If you win or lose, you will lose."

"Oh?" After he said this, Zhuang Youdao suddenly realized and pointed at the military advisor: "You let me!"

"Stop when you click, stop when you click." The military advisor smiled and threw the chess piece directly on the chessboard.

Give up.

I won, but it was just a moment of pleasure.

If you lose, you can get more money in the future.

"Brother Jian, you came to ask for sword this time, but for revenge?" Zhuang Youdao turned around and looked at the man: "Your brother's revenge?"

"Not bad!" Jian Qishen had a cold light in his eyes: "That man bullied me from the Sword Sect too much! My brothers and sons all died in Kunlun Mountain. If you don't take this revenge, what's the face of my Sword Sect coming out to walk?"

"Okay! Since I'm avenging my brother, I'm thinking of my friendship with Jian Wuhen for many years, I'll give you a magic weapon! Famous sword: Chuanhua."

"Thank you, the owner of the manor! When I succeed in taking revenge, the Sword Sect will surely remember this kindness!" Jian Qishen clasped his fists with his hands, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger!

"There is no end to the end of the world, and there are almost no weapons to compete with it. This sword was passed down by the ancestor back then and should not have been borrowed from it. But when the Sword Sect spoke, Mr. Zhuang would definitely help!"

As soon as Zhuang Youdao finished speaking, he saw that at the end of the pavilion, Sun Batian was rushing to come.
Chapter completed!