Chapter 151 Blackfire

In the dispatching room of the waiting hall, several men stared at Pan Hongsheng and others in the center of the screen.

"Are you sure it's them? Is there no mistake?" The leader is a woman in uniform. She is very average-looking but in great shape. She holds a black umbrella tightly in her hand and looks particularly dazzling on the dry northern land.

"Then Jin Fantou, now that the goal has been set, let's take action! In such a crowded waiting hall, as long as you block the exits everywhere and surround them, you will be foolproof! If it's too hard to fight, you can use a torch to burn here!" Behind her is a thin man with a dark face. Her thin cheeks are deeply sunken, but her eyes are surprisingly large and slightly prominent. At first glance, she is a cruel person!

Zejin is the head of the Black Fire Sect arranged in the airport. The Black Fire Sect divides its followers into seventeen, and these seventeen heads have heads, as the grassroots organizations of the Black Fire Sect.

Kukeba and Black Raven, who were killed by the Black Scorpion before, are two of them. These characters are slightly more powerful and have a certain mind, but they are not elite.

The real strong will be absorbed into the temple to guard the Lord of the Black Fire. As a protector, he enjoys a very high treatment and reputation. In their eyes, Fan is just a subordinate warrior.

And the most terrible thing is that no one knows the number of these guardians, and even these guards on the periphery every day don't know that they can't see the patriarch several times a year when they are free, but they will be worried once something happens, because the patriarch's temperament is perverse, and these are not If you want, you will die tragically under his hands! These 17 episodes are more diligent than the Japanese Prime Minister all year round.

In fact, Jin really doesn't want to see this scene happen, because she has known the death of Kukeba through gossip. She knows that her ability is not much better than Kukeba, but now people pass through your jurisdiction, and there is no reason to sit idly by.

Now she is in a dilemma: fight, she will definitely die! If you don't fight, I guess it's more uncomfortable than death!

In this case, it is also an acceptable matter for her to have such hesitation.

After all, as an old fan of the Black Fire Sect, eight out of ten people who joined the religion with her died, and most of them did not die in the battle, but were executed by the master himself!

There are many reasons for the Lord to kill people, one of which is the most bizarre and ironic: I think his faith in the Holy Church is impious.

What is the concept of piety? What does he think? He took a close look at the other party and didn't even say a word. Did he kill people just by feeling?

Ze Jin is the son and daughter of an ethnic minority. She is not a person who likes to betray, but the neurotic temper of the master makes her seem to live on the tip of a knife in the past few years.

She has wanted to break away, but the end of the breaker is more tragic. Not only will she die, but she will also involve her family, friends, and subordinates!

"Sister Jin!? What's wrong with you?" Their subordinates rarely saw their eldest sister so hesitant, and they instinctively realized that the enemy they were going to deal with this time was a little unusual.

"Don't block the entrance and exit, it will hurt the innocent..." Jin's voice was unusually low and hoarse: "Don't fall in love! If you can't beat it, retreat and make plans after we play the first round with other fans!"

"What? Will this... be punished?" The thin man immediately jumped up: "This is a way to die!" It's better to fight with the enemy to the end! On the other side of the master..."

"Shut up! White throat!" Ze Jin shouted coquettishly, "It's up to you here, it's up to you, it's up to you? Can you compare yourself to Cooka? Even I asked myself that I was a little inferior to him. Now that the enemy comes forward vigorously, he will only die in vain!"

"But..." The thin man named diphtheria swallowed and spit hard: "This is the area we guard and monitor. Once we want them to break in from here... Then we will die!"

The other people are trembling. Most of the members of this group are composed of soldiers from ethnic minorities. The relationship between them is relatively harmonious. Only diphtheria is Han.

Then Jin Pingsuri is very annoyed with this person, because he usually drinks, gambles, plays with women's five poisons, and often owes a lot of gambling debts. If it hadn't been for the Pope's influence and face, he would have been cut off his hands and feet and left in the wilderness.

If there is no such person, Jin can say what he thinks generously, but now it has become very troublesome.

Except for this troublemaker, her old subordinates listened to her, even if she ran away with people.

"Remember, don't act rashly, keep an eye on them, diphtheria! You should immediately inform the nearby Zhaxi and Sun Xian that this is a big fish. We can't eat it. Hurry up! Do you know?"

The umbrella in Jin's hand was held tightly: "It's a waste of time. Maybe it's two opposite results!"

Diphtheria was stunned. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he had to nod and turn around and leave.

"Sister, you let him go. Is there anything to say to us?" Several soldiers of ethnic minorities are from the same hometown as Zejin and are familiar with each other, which is secret.

"Yes, listen carefully. The problem we are facing now is that advance and retreat are a dead end!" Then the golden finger pointed to Pan Hongsheng, Zhang Bowen and others in the monitor: "These are all good hands. Killing Kukeba is like searching for things. How can we have the ability to stop it? But we can't stop us from being killed. If we fail, we will be killed. Just imagine, shall we just wait for other people's butcher knives to fall?

"Sister! Tell me! We will listen to you!" Seven or eight soldiers present stood up and gritted their teeth and shouted, "Brothers from our Naxi tribe, listen to you!"

"Take advantage of now and leave!" As soon as Ze Jin said this, her muscles were trembling all over her body. In fact, she was most afraid.

She knows very well what the master will do to the defectors! If a loser like Kukaba is a loser who happens to catch up with him in a good mood and can save his life, a person like him who escapes without fighting will definitely die! You will also be punished with the most severe punishment!

But she believes in her own judgment.

Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen and the flower demon left the airport unimpeded at this time. He did not know how much trouble his arrival had brought to the people here. He only knew that there might be a fierce battle every second from now on!

"Oh... pull me to death..." Zhang Bowen rubbed his anus with his hand and sighed: "You can't eat more of the things on this plane. The whole person is weak..."

"Big eyes!" Pan Hongsheng hit the other party's ribs with his elbow fiercely: "Now it's in someone else's territory, and you may be ambushed at any time!"

"Brother Sheng, can you tell us why you came here now?" Zhang Bowen finally cheered up and looked around warily: "I always feel that our every move seems to be stared at by others..."

"No one is staring at the ghost..." The flower demon glanced at him and looked at Pan Hongsheng curiously: "Why don't you investigate before coming in? It's easy to look like..."

"Just come with me. The four of us are enough!" Pan Hongsheng smiled faintly and suddenly flashed and grabbed a rat dealer beside him: "It's not easy for you to follow along all the way. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

"Be careful!" The flower demon shouted coquettishly, and the obscene-looking peddler suddenly pulled out a fish intestine knife from his sleeve, and looked at Pan Hongsheng with a few knives!

From these knives, we can see the other party's skills. The knife is fast, sudden and without any signs. The place where the knife bites is full of arterial blood vessels and key points!

Pan Hongsheng was stunned. The hawker in his hand had got out, and there were a few more breaks on his clothes.

How is that possible! I clearly got it... How can you be all right?" The black fire believer disguised as a hawker was shocked!