By now, Han Xiaohan had finally understood. He had always thought that the Heavenly Court killed Lin Gong, Cheng Xin and others because
Now it seems that the reason for Fatty Zhou is not that simple at all. The root of everything is the Qilin Eight Edicts.
It is unknown whether the military official Han Chengxin has the ** picture in the Eight Qilin Oracles.
, It's Kirin Ba Yu again! He looked up and sighed, and asked in a low voice:, How did you know that the ** plot was on him?,
, a person whom I had suspected of having a hand in the plot, was the one who told me.'
Peng's surname is Hao. Peng, a gentle middle-aged man, rubbed his forehead and said in plain language: Peng is really a troublesome person.
Han Xiaohan's heart moved, and he asked anxiously: "Who?"
Peng's surname is Hao. Peng, a middle-aged man, rubbed his forehead and laughed to himself: "He is really a troublesome person.
Mr. Wu!? Han Xiaohan himself didn't know why he suddenly thought of the person who had a very close relationship with Han Chengxin.
Maybe he didn't have a good impression of Mr. Hao from the first time he saw him.
After confirming his thoughts, he asked again: Is he a person who can disguise himself and change his appearance unpredictably
The gentle middle-aged man did not answer, closed his eyes, and said lightly: "I haven't talked so much for a long time.
You are a very special person. If you are willing to join me, I might consider not killing you.
Without listening, he took a step forward, immediately causing the people around him to be alert. With a loud noise, the weapons in their hands were pointed directly at his body.
The vital point, as long as they take one more step forward, everyone will be ready to attack at any time. Han Xiaohan did not even look at them.
, he only had eyes for the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the hall, and asked: "You haven't answered me yet."
The young man said helplessly: I only get the guest's tolerance once, and I only give people one chance, but you
If you really want to get the answer you want, then step over their bodies first.
He lay horizontally on the seat and waved his arms. In an instant, everyone moved and all kinds of weapons were raised high.
More than a hundred people gathered together. Even ordinary people who didn't know martial arts had an amazing momentum.
What’s more, all of them are strong.
A three-and-a-half-foot-long sword was the first to stab the clamp. The sword moved in an unconventional way, with a strange move. The tip of the sword formed three silver flowers in the air.
Take Han Xiaohan's throat, left heart and right lung.
All three places were vital points, and a hit on just one of them would be enough to kill him. Han Xiaohan ignored them all and waited until the tip of the sword reached his own.
He was three inches away from the sword, and he moved as fast as lightning. He clamped his index and middle fingers together to hold the sword, and exerted force with his wrist.
His fingers trembled, and with a "crack", the sword broke. He thrust his arm forward, holding the broken sword between his fingers.
Like the tongue of a poisonous snake, it pierced into the chest of the swordsman. The five-inch-long sword was completely buried in his body.
Without making any screams, his eyes bulged open and he died. Before his body fell, Han Xiaohan stepped forward and kicked the corpse.
He kicked him sideways and flew out. "Plop!" Because the place was narrow and crowded, it was not easy to dodge. Several people behind him could not avoid it in time and were hit by him.