This is probably the most speechless and confusing situation I have ever seen.

We all know the basics, there is no way there is any mole inside, so how can the other party know our purpose?

Moreover, we all know that they are acquaintances, why do we still need to use knives and guns?

Could it be true that the sentence is true, acquaintances are used to kill?

This series of questions came to an abrupt end with Yongzi's order. Seeing hundreds of big men swarming towards them, whoever had time to think wildly immediately pulled out his dagger and pounced on them.

However, someone is faster!!

A black shadow flashed in front of me. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling. The strong wind blew up and made me look sideways for a moment.

"Wushuang?!"

After seeing this person clearly, my expression changed drastically.

What was even more eye-catching was what was happening behind him. Wushuang's move was that he was striking directly at Yongzi, and he hit Yongzi head-on with a direct blow to the opponent's head.

To be honest, I was intimidated by him.

He looks so thin, clean, and delicate, just like a little girl. Compared with the big and round Yongzi, anyone who looks at him will think that he needs to be punched to death, but he is...

He is so crazy, and his head-on fierceness has the aura of giving up to others, but his attacks are very reckless. The strike power of the hand knife is very limited. Usually he attacks others sneakily and cuts the big hole in the opponent's neck when he doesn't want to be fatal. How can he take the lead?

Bash?

Brother Yaozi shouted angrily, reminding him, obviously not optimistic about his reckless move.

Unfortunately, it was too late, the two had already collided head-on. Yongzi sneered and faced him directly with a big fist!

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

It was clear that the situation had reached the point where both sides were going to fight each other, but at this moment it suddenly became quiet, and the air became stagnant. Everyone could almost clearly see that Yongzi's fist was drawn. To be precise, all the bones in his hand

It was discounted, and the fingers were raised at a weird angle!

"ah!!"

The next moment, Yongzi let out a shrill scream, and subconsciously arched his body in extreme pain.

Wushuang jumped up and hit Yongzi's head with his knee. The big man, weighing 1780 kilograms at least, was knocked straight up and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

.

Then... there is no more...

A very strong warrior just lay down like this...

Just two moves!

What is unstoppable?

That’s it!!

Like a dead dog, Wushuang lifted Yongzi up with one hand and held it up high. This was originally an extremely domineering scene. If it had been for me, I would have raised my head to the sky and howled, but... When Wushuang looked at the dark crowd, his face changed.

It turned red, but I couldn't hold back a word!

Brother Yaozi immediately yelled: "Whoever takes another step forward, kill him first!!"

The footsteps of hundreds of big men rushing forward came to an abrupt stop. One of them braked too quickly and fell over. When it came into contact with the ground, there was a clear and loud sound. Each of them looked as if they had seen a ghost. The crowd was in a mess.

, there is a feeling of a leaderless group.

All this was so unreal and so inconsistent with my guess that I didn't come back to my senses for a while. It wasn't until Lao Bai pulled me that I realized what I was doing. I hurriedly gathered towards Wu Shuang and glanced at the soft

Yongzi, who was lying flatly in Wushuang's hands, thought that not only I didn't expect it, but also Yongzi probably didn't expect it either? Didn't he just rely on his good skills and didn't expect that he would be killed in an instant?

Continue to stand in front of us?

Old Baizi stared at Yongzi carefully, and then whispered in my ear: "Is he dead? That knee was so cruel, it felt like his brains were about to be knocked out. I have to guard against this kid in the future.

It looked like a sheep, but turned out to be a big bad wolf that eats people without spitting out bones. It’s really a very dark move..."

Old Man Li was even less calm. If Yongzi was really accidentally beaten to death by Wushuang, the strange calm and confrontation in front of him would be the calm before the storm.

This is Quanzhou Port, the territory of the Hai Gang. People can yell at us and kill us, but we can't. If we really form a deadly feud, I'm afraid we have to go out sideways. There is no need to talk about fairness. This is the reality!

The Hai Gang is not a magpie sect that was chosen by my master alone. It is a ruthless sect that even the giants of the Taoist sect have to give way to. It is a big tree with deep roots and a profound foundation. It is simply not something that a few of us can fight against.

For a moment, he hurriedly rushed to Wushuang, plucking Yongzi's eyelids, and testing his breath. After struggling for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted to Wushuang with a dark face: "Why are you so unreasonable, kid?

Fortunately, this kid has a tough life and only has half a breath left, so you almost got into big trouble!!"

Wushuang became embarrassed again, his face turned red, he was holding Yongzi in one hand, and holding the corner of his clothes with the other hand, muttering softly: "Isn't this what you told me before leaving? You asked me if I wanted to continue living on the street and eat this

Did you have a meal? I said no, so you just said that you must do your best when going out on business. After all, we are outsiders, and only valuable outsiders will not be driven away. In these days, find a reliable restaurant.

It’s not easy…”

No matter how thick-skinned Old Man Li was, he couldn't keep it any longer. He turned away and looked like he didn't know this stick. This was originally what they said in private, but now Wushuang said it in front of us. How can he be embarrassed?

In any case, Yongzi was still able to breathe. As long as he is not dead, we don’t have to think about escaping. Brother Yaozi stood up and said to a large group of people who were at a loss in front of him: "It’s the same sentence.

, We are really acquaintances, and we came to see Mr. Shi without any ill intentions. You can also see that we were measured when we struck..."

Having said this, Brother Yaozi paused for a moment. I saw the corners of his eyes twitching and thought that telling lies with his eyes open really tested his skills. His skills were quite good. He only paused for a moment before continuing: "As the saying goes, enemies are enemies."

It's better to untie than to tie. We don't know why you are like this, but there may be some misunderstanding. Since Mr. Shi is not dead, why not let him come out and confront him face to face, so as not to shed unnecessary blood!"

Hundreds of people looked at each other in confusion and discussed for a long time. Two people turned around and walked out. They probably listened to what Brother Yaozi said, but the remaining people didn't relax at all. They were even more confused on the inside and outside.

A few of us surrounded them, especially Wushuang, where a total of forty or fifty people gathered, and they had become the focus of attention.

Wushuang was most afraid of being watched, so he immediately put Yongzi down, raised his hands in the air, and weakly explained that he actually didn't like fighting, and as long as he didn't come to fight us, he would never do anything.

So, about ten more people moved towards him...

Fortunately, with Yongzi's bloody case, both of us maintained sufficient restraint, and no more violent conflicts occurred.

Not long after, the two people who left before came back, and behind them were two old men...

When I saw these two old men, my master's eyes lit up.

The two old men were very plainly dressed, even a little bloated. They looked like they were in their old age, and they did not pose any threat, except for their bright eyes.

These two people...are all members of Xuanmen!!

Xuanmen people have a unique temperament that can be felt.

Although I don't know exactly what the status of these two people is, judging from the appearance of my master, I'm afraid he is not a weakling.

After the two old men came in, they stood silently, one on the left and the other on the right.

Immediately afterwards, a man pushed a wheelchair in. On the wheelchair was a rickety old man, wearing a gray Tang suit, with a plaster on his leg. He seemed to have broken his leg and looked sickly.

"Oh, Master Shi, I can finally see you!!"

Lao Bai suddenly screamed and rushed towards the old man in the wheelchair. However, when he came closer, an old man next to the wheelchair grabbed his arm. No matter how much he struggled, the old man could not move.

Then Lao Bai sat down on the ground like a shrew, howling: "Master Shi, I am Xiao Bai, you don't recognize me anymore? You don't even know how much I have missed you these years,

But why did you want to torture me to death when I just came to see you..."

The nonsense he said was extremely disgusting, just like the dead eunuchs who flattered the emperor in the old society, making people feel cold all over.

Even the old man in the wheelchair was excited, his rickety body straightened up, and he stared blankly at Lao Bai in front of him. He was a little confused at first, but then he seemed to remember something gradually, and said in surprise: "You are... Mr. Bai? What are you doing?

Are you so greasy? Didn't I tell you not to come back? Why did you come back again?"

Lao Bai touched his face, probably thinking of his past appearance, and sighed sadly. Then he remembered the business and asked with some confusion: "Didn't you already know that I was back? And you also knew that I was coming.

Why are you here to kill a few of us..."
Chapter completed!