Chapter 93 Funeral Knife 2

When people opened their eyes, the field was already bloody, and blood spots splashed everywhere. The sound of howling resounded through the night sky. People opened their eyes wide in the blood-red fire...

But instead of the imagined cut tongue, the two broken arms were placed in the field, stinging people's eyes hotly. The tragic howl was not from Han Yan's mouth, but the arms of the two strong men holding his mouth. And the strong man with the knife had blood beads dripping on the bright sharp knife, which was very conspicuous in the firelight. The strong man with the knife had already been stupid and stayed there, staring at the two strong men who were crawling on the ground... Muddy water and dirty blood were stained with their clothes, and they could not see the original color clearly, and the two faces had already turned pale...

"San Bizi, you...what the fuck are you doing?"

Qiu Bao was also stunned by the scene for a long time. After a while, he came to his senses and roared at the strong man how to greet his own person with a knife. The strong man named San Biaozi was stunned and didn't hear Qiu Bao's words. He was still immersed in the scene just now. Obviously, he has done a lot of such things, but just now when he raised a sharp knife to accurately stab Han Yan's mouth. However, he felt an irresistible force wrapped around his hand. The steel knife was beyond his control, and he couldn't help raising it up a little, turning it into a slash, and the blade pointed to the wrists of the two people.

After the feeling of an axe splitting wood, the two men's arms had separated from their owners. Are you fucking crazy? San Biaozi. A close strong man flew up and kicked him on the buttocks. The strong man staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground. Only then did he come to his senses, turned his head to look at his accomplices, and noticed that Qiu Bao, the mourning knife that was staring at him, had trembling.

"I...I don't know...what's going on."

A cool breeze came, and he suddenly threw the snowy sharp knife in his hand on the ground with a bang, shouting, there are ghosts... ghosts... and shouting around, ghosts! ...Then, he suddenly rushed to the crowd, and people automatically gave him a way. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared, and his sad cry could be heard from afar...

The cool wind was bursting with cold, and people couldn't help fighting a cold war. After a while, the crowd dissipated a lot. There are only some bold people who insist on thinking about what the result will happen.

"There is your grandma's big-headed ghost."

The mourning knife Qiu Bao spit on the ground and said viciously, I really don't believe in this evil...

"Haha...Uh..."

Han Yan, who was lying on the ground, laughed and blinked with pain in the muscles on her face.

"Your grandmother, what's so funny? Smile again, I'll chop you up."

Qiu Bao shouted angrily, and the scar on his face squirmed like a caterpillar in the firelight, which was even more ferocious.

"It seems that you are going to be unlucky..." Han Yan said with a sneer.

"You boy is still stubborn. Come on, chop him for me."

For a moment, he was angry from his heart and became evil to the side of the courage. Qiu Bao said viciously. A group of big men shouted, and the steel knife in their hands had been raised and greeted Han Yan with a cold light under the firelight. Seeing that Han Yan was about to die on the spot, people exclaimed...

At this moment, a strange wind suddenly blew in the scene, and the steel knives of those strong men could no longer hold their hands and flew to the sky together. Only a group of stunned strong men were left on the spot.

Those steel knives are rolled and flying in the air, like a shining silver ball, which makes people chill. After turning for a long time, the steel knives suddenly dispersed again in an instant and shot at the dull men. A strange cry sounded, and the men hugged their heads and dispersed as birds and beasts. But the steel knife seemed to have long eyes and chased people accurately.

"Woth, sw..."

The white light shot away like a bone-attached maggot, and only a scream suddenly appeared. Those steel knives either stuck on the buttocks of the strong men, or on their thighs... Almost all of them fell into the flesh. Although they would not die, the pain of skin and flesh was also unbearable. More than 20 people were injured in an instant. It is one-third brought by Qiu Bao.

Qiu Bao, the funeral knife, has already jumped up in shock. He is already in the realm of refining small bodies, which is obviously much stronger than these men. I can feel the strange wind, and I know in my heart that I'm afraid I have met a master... I can't care about those howling strong men and shout to the crowd, who is it? The green snake helped the mourning knife to work here. Please come out and see... There was no change quietly in the night sky. The crowd looked at each other. I don't know what happened, and I was scared by the scene just now.

No one appeared even after a few calls. Qiu Bao, the mourning knife, was also a bold and fierce person. Although he knew that the person in the dark was not low, he relied on his own people, thinking that the man was afraid of himself if he did not appear. Seeing the situation, he laughed strangely. Since you did not appear secretly, there is no wonder that Qiu is not polite. With a jump on his toes, a snowy steel knife has jumped into his hand. In the blink of an eye, the cold light flashed and went to Han Yan lying on the ground. Ordinary people can hardly see the beating of the cold light. Qiu Baocheng did not give any chance to his rescuers. But he still miscalculated...

"When."

With the sound of gold and iron, in people's eyes, the steel knife in Qiu Bao's hand had been broken from the middle, and he only held half of the handle. The numbness of his wrist shocked him. What kind of power is this? He has never encountered it before.

"Hehe..."

A smile sounded, and a figure slowly walked into the field. People didn't see how he appeared there, as if he had been there and hadn't moved. Some people are already rubbing their eyes...

In the firelight, a long blonde hair flew in the air, and a cyan gown was worn on his body. Although it was casual, it was very comfortable. Although a pair of secluded eyes were divine, they did not have any evil light common to martial arts masters. There is chic and elegant between the hands and feet. He can hardly see any martial arts posture, but he is like a scribe who is full of poetry, but there is no dullness common to literati.

Someone in the crowd knows and has exclaimed. Isn't that Boss Han of the fragranceless restaurant? Why hasn't he escaped? Can't he come back and die, but there is no tension in his posture. Coupled with what just happened, I intuitively feel that Boss Han is not simple and there will be a good show...

"Let his grandma put up with it."

Qiu Bao threw his hand and interrupted the knife and roared around. The howls of the crowd were much smaller... But their faces were pale and their muscles were obviously very painful.

"Ha, Boss Qiu is really majestic and really admirable."

Han Feng's laughter was very clear in the wind. He sent a heartfelt smile to Han Yan, obviously knowing the meaning of Han Yan's anxious look. In Han Yan's mind, his young master has never been able to do martial arts, and he has not been to Qingcheng for a long time. Even if he knows some martial arts, I'm afraid he will only be at the level of some three-legged cats. How can it be the opponent of these big men like wolves and tigers? Therefore, he has been making a winky look to make Han Feng escape quickly, but the master still sent him to the door as if he didn't understand what he meant. I couldn't help closing my eyes and said secretly in my heart, over, how can I explain this to the master... For a moment, I wanted to die.

"Who are you?"

Qiu Bao also found a sudden extra person in the field. I was shocked, but my face did not move.

"Me?"

Han Feng stretched out his forefinger and pointed to his chest and laughed, I am the owner of the restaurant you are going to smash. I'd like to see if you are happy or not. What do you need?

Han Feng talked and laughed, without any strange color on his face. Just now, he explored Qiu Bao with his divine mind, which was just a small body refining, and other big men were not worth mentioning.

Looking at Han Feng, this kind of battle facing their swords and fire, they still talked and laughed. Coupled with what had just happened, they didn't find out how it appeared on the scene... Qiu Bao couldn't help but thumping in his heart. Qiu Bao was a murderous bully, but he was a fool. I can't help greeting the eight generations of Qi bus and the ancestors of the people who encouraged him to come here. According to the information given to him by those people, the owner of this fragranceless restaurant is just an ordinary merchant from other places, without any * or martial arts...

Although there is no divine knowledge to explore Han Feng's martial arts, countless fighting and killings have made his experience beyond ordinary people. He knows who can be provoked and who can't be provoked... He secretly said in his heart, has this person cultivated to a colorless and invisible realm? But the age is too young, but it is hard to believe.

These thoughts flashed through his heart, and there was a retreat in his heart.

"Qiu Bao, who is mourning at the door, is the leader of the Green Snake Gang."

Oh, Han Feng still has a slight smile on his face, although there is no smile in the depths of his eyes. Qiu Bao, the mourning knife, couldn't see the depth, and said again. At the next moment, his eyes were clumsy. I don't know where you came from?

"From where?"

"What school are you from?"

"You don't deserve to ask."

"My Green Snake Gang is one of the four gangs in Wuyun City."

"I don't know..."

"The wise man doesn't do secret things. My brother lying on the ground is hurt by your Excellency?"

"You said yes."

The light answer made Qiu Bao unable to find any details. However, he was photographed by Han Feng's momentum and wanted to retreat.

"I am willing to compensate for the misunderstanding and injury caused by being blinded by my subordinate's words next time. I hope you can have a good relationship with the Green Snake Gang..."

People made a big deal of time. When did they see this mourning knife Qiu Bao so easy to talk? In a few words, they actually wanted to retreat. But people don't know that Qiu Bao is an extremely cunning person. He wants to retreat first, explore the details of the other party, and then make a plan.

Han Feng smiled and looked very sincere and said, "Of course..."

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