The two of us had a good understanding of each other, and we cooperated with each other flawlessly. We hit Tong Jiefang on the back one after the other, one after the other, and one at a time. But Tong Jiefang was not a good person. Even after fighting for dozens of rounds, he was still unscathed.

It made both of us so tired that we were sweating profusely, especially me, who was panting heavily and slowed down by several beats.

At this time, I looked up and met Tong Jiefang's strange white eyes. Suddenly, my whole head felt groggy. It was vaguely like I saw a group of hateful evil spirits wandering around in front of me. There were several

He even opened his fangs and bit my arm. I shook my head vigorously, knowing that these were probably hallucinations, but I couldn't cheer up anyway.

"You two, don't look into his eyes!" Wang Laodao shouted as a reminder.

In order to make us concentrate, he sang a righteous song loudly. Every word and every sentence contained his powerful soul and mysterious Taoism. After listening to it, I felt bright, clear-sighted and clear-headed.

When I was distracted, the heroine Meihui had to fight alone. Wang Laodao reminded me too late, Meihui had already caught her. With a clang, Meihui's small hidden knife fell to the ground, and her eyes stared straight at Yu Tong Jiefang.

They looked at each other with their upper hands hanging down at their sides, their bodies standing upright like zombies without a trace of life.

"Mei Hui! Mei Hui! Don't look into his eyes!" I shouted at the heroine, but Mei Hui's eyes and ears no longer belong to me, and her spirit has been controlled by this evil shaman.

I was anxious. The bone spurs between my fingers shone with cold light and were extremely sharp, but I was powerless. Meihui stood directly in front of Tong Jiefang so that I couldn't get close at all. The bone spurs were so sharp that if I wasn't careful, I could kill him.

Hurt innocent Meihui.

"Disciple, go deal with Tong Jiefang, be careful not to stay out of his way. I'll help you with the rest!" Wang Laodao finally couldn't sit still anymore, swung his elegant colorful fly whisk and jumped over, chanting the formula in his mouth,

Rays of phantom light overflowed from the colorful whisk, dragging Meihui's body back from Tong Jiefang.

Seeing that there was no obstacle in front of him, I rushed forward again. Nalanhong and Haiyue took a few breaths and saw me, a man without martial arts, fighting with Tong Jiefang. They also wanted to join the fight to help, but they just moved forward.

After taking two steps, he was stopped by the big boss of the Tong Fucha family with a round belly and a cigar in his mouth.

"Dr. Thomas, how long will it take if we don't take action now? Are you willing to see all our people killed by these guys? You know, we are cooperating. How can you survive if we die?" He said to the side.

The old man with blond hair and blue eyes said.

"Okay!" The old man agreed very simply, but when we saw that the gentle man had a pair of glasses on his nose, a neat suit and a top hat on his head, he looked like he was engaged in scientific research, so we didn't notice him at all.

Take it seriously.

Nalanhong and Haiyue ignored these people and ran toward us with weapons. Suddenly they felt the wind behind them. They turned around and saw that the Westerner named Thomas jumped more than fifty meters in the blink of an eye.

, now behind the two of them.
Chapter completed!