After the Thirteenth Young Master smashed the small table and waved his hand, many black-clothed swordsmen rushed towards us. The crowd is in chaos now. The fat monk and I have made good use of this. As long as there are no guns, come. I'm not afraid of how much, after all, Huang Feihong's upper body now can fight very well.
The fat monk and I were back to back. Even if a group of swordsmen came, they didn’t suffer at all. They beat them back and forth, and ran away in a short while. At this time, the time for my heroic soul was almost up, and the crowd in the teahouse was also scattered. It's almost done. Now there are two options. Either run or go up to subdue the Thirteenth Young Master. Otherwise, there will definitely be more than a dozen black gunpoints facing us. The so-called capture the thief first capture the king, as long as you subdue him, That's all easy to say.
I chose the second one, not because I didn’t want to run, but because I couldn’t swallow it. I didn’t want to use me as a tool to make money. I actually went against me. What do you think of me? I have to pay the price.
Now my body is not under my control. I can't communicate with the fat monk. I can only direct Huang Feihong up to surrender the Thirteenth Young Master. The fat monk is not stupid, he immediately understood what I meant, and rushed up along with him.
I jumped directly onto a tea table, then leaped forward and jumped to the second floor. Young Master Thirteen snorted in search of death, and kicked at me.
After I avoided it, I also used Shadowless Feet. To my surprise, the Thirteenth Young Master also avoided it. I kicked the railing on the second floor to pieces and fell downstairs.
The Thirteenth Young Master suddenly looked at me with a solemn expression: "You actually know Foshan Wuyingjia?"
"I" did not answer, it was another Foshan Wuyingjiao. He clenched his fists and slammed towards the soles of my feet. We stepped back a few steps at the same time. I was a little surprised that this man could actually match Huang Feihong.
No matter which heroic soul is, it is definitely stronger than before, because when you are a human, there will be physical strength and other factors. After becoming a soul, these factors disappear. It has nothing to do with my physical fitness, but the thirteenth young man It was not easy to be able to draw a tie with Huang Feihong's heroic soul.
When I was fighting with the Thirteenth Younger, the fat monk also caught up. The two of us hurriedly joined hands. At this time, the Thirteenth Younger was struggling, but it was just a hard work. The fat monk was able to use iron palms. Reluctantly to catch, this guy can't be underestimated, but I am a little anxious, if we can't subdue him in a short time, then we are in danger.
At this time, there was no one on the first floor, only a few people who seemed to be gangsters were sitting there drinking tea leisurely, seemingly want to see the excitement.
The crowd has dispersed, and the Thirteenth Young Master is not a fool. If we continue to fight, he will definitely lose. After all, we are two enemies and one. He stepped back and snapped his fingers, as if sending a signal, me and Fatty. The monk knew what was going on, this kid must be calling the gunman.
There was a thud in our hearts, and we were immediately ready to jump off the building at any time. There are many tables and chairs downstairs that can be used to block bullets. If we stand in the corridor on the second floor, it would be a real target.
What is strange is that no one came out no matter how the Thirteenth Young Master signaled. He was a little confused and directly shouted: Come out and shoot them to death.
At this moment, suddenly the fat man rushed out of a box, and then pointed his gun at the head of the thirteenth young master: "Don't shout, they are all solved, there are eight snipers in total, right?"
The Thirteenth Young Master was itchy with hate, and cursed with a suffocated face: "Grandson Tortoise, you really have the ability."
"Hey, Fatty doesn't have any other skills. Sneak attack is the best. Why are you not convinced?" Fatty smirked.
At this moment, I suddenly knelt on the ground on one knee, people panting constantly, and sweat on my forehead. Hacker fiction
The fat monk wanted to come to help me, but I stopped it. I said that I was fine, but I had overdrawn my physical strength and told him to keep an eye on the thirteenth young man. This guy is not someone who can be honest with a gun.
I feel that my Taoism is improving step by step. I used to call heroic souls, but afterwards, I slumped directly on the ground. Now I call ghosts. Although my body is still a little overwhelming, I can run and jump after a while.
After I had a little rest, the three of us escorted the Thirteenth Young Master out together. When we got to the door, suddenly the tea drinkers who didn't run just made a sound.
"Boy, the hero is a young man, but it's a stab in the sky. The forces behind this teahouse will not let you go."
"That's right, boy, hurry up while it's still too late. You brought the Thirteenth Younger out of this door tonight, then the road ahead of you may be Huangquan Road."
"Midnight Tea House can reach today's status, you can imagine the forces behind it, you can't afford it, I think it's better!"
I frowned and hesitated, but then I stiffened my chest and kicked the thirteenth young master’s ass: "The sky has been stabbed, and even if I make it back, I won’t see any good fruit, no matter what power he has. If you want to play, I'll be there for the end!"
Thirteen was kicked to the ground by me, and a dog came to chew the mud. He stood up angrily and wanted to attack me, but the fat man held his forehead tightly with a gun, and he could only stare at the fat man. Don't dare to move again.
The fat man was a little upset, and hit his stomach with a punch. He immediately knelt on the ground and spit out bitter water.
"Wang Bayou, now you know what it's like to be pointed at with a gun? I felt this way when I was trapped in a cage." The fat man cursed.
I sneered. It was a feng shui turn. We were still trapped in the cage just now. To survive, I was injured and beat myself into a pig head. Now the situation has reversed so quickly. The thirteenth youngest bastard finally It fell into our hands, and I felt sorry for myself without beating him.
After the torture was enough, the three of us continued to escort the thirteenth young forward and walked out of the midnight teahouse. I heard the voices of those people just behind.
"Hehe, now the Yinxing is more and more interesting. The rise of rookies is also the time to turn the world upside down. Over the years, the Yinxing has accumulated too much darkness and filth. It is more appropriate to stir."
"Also, it is always those few people who are above them, and if there is no threat, they will do anything wrong."
"Don't talk about these useless things, there may be big news tomorrow."
"What's the origin of this kid? Maoshan Ghost Road? Isn't this school already destroyed?"
"Well, the wildfire can't burn it out, and new plants are growing again."
As I listened, I stopped and glanced back at the teahouse. I found that there was no one in the restaurant. It seemed like the air was talking just now. I shuddered. Everyone just now was shivering. What's the origin, what I said is a bit strange.
(End of this chapter)