Nightmare Attack

  Chapter 334 A word is definite

  The next second, turn around and run.

  Because he saw that the middle-aged woman had taken off the lancet behind her, she chased him with blood on her face.

  The black-faced man who was pressed by the fat man was very aggrieved. He could feel that this fat man had not practiced martial arts, but had no strength.

  But the distance between the two was too close, and his stick was lost in the fight. You can only punch me and I will give you a punch.

  There are no rules, and the fight is exactly who can resist it better.

  He obviously underestimated the fat man. The fat man grabbed his neck with one hand, then clenched his fist with the other hand, and madly outputted to his face.

  Blood from the black-faced man’s nostrils when he yelled at him while beating.

  In desperation, he stretched out a hand to grab the fat man’s face, looking like he wanted to blind the fat man’s eyes, but the fat man did not hide, so he opened his mouth and bit on it, and the black-faced man called out in pain.

  The fat man took the opportunity to grab a handful of soil and stuffed it into his mouth.

  He punched the black-faced man's face with punch after punch, his eyes flushed.

  Someone rushed over to help the black-faced man on the way, but was stopped by Jiang Cheng. He punched a thin monkey-like man on the head, almost knocking his neck crooked.

After witnessing the fierce skills of several people, the housekeeper Zhou and his party were already in awe, especially when they saw An Xuan grabbing one of them, and using a knife to cut his throat bit by bit, like slaughtering animals after bleeding. , The military spirit collapsed directly.

  An Xuan shook the blood on his hand, and let go of the man like throwing garbage. The dead man who could not die lay on his back on the ground.

  The vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated.

  Stepping on the corpse, An Xuan walked to the housekeeper Zhou.

  The dagger in his hand is still dripping blood.

  The few remaining defeated soldiers gathered around the steward Zhou and kept moving back.

   has no arrogant appearance when he first appeared.

  Jiangcheng and Xia Meng both suffered minor injuries. Xia Meng's leg was cut with a knife, and blood oozes out with a slight movement.

  Jiangcheng is better than him, he hurt his arm.

  He didn't expect that some of these people would have hidden weapons.

   Jiangcheng chased him twice, finally caught him, and then returned the hidden weapon to him.

  Fatty's side is also over, he walked out swayingly, blood all over his head and face, and the costumes on his body were torn in a mess.

  It didn’t take much effort, just a few people chopped melons and vegetables for the rest of the people to clean up.

  One of the guys whose arm had been broken still hunched their backs, desperately leaning in Jiang Cheng's direction, opening his mouth wide, seemingly wanting to bite him, but Jiang Cheng lifted his foot and didn't move.

  The fat man was holding a brick in his hand, with sticky blood on it, his eyes were red, and he needed to find the last housekeeper Zhou to settle accounts.

  After all, he is the culprit of all this.

   Staring at the wailing or breathless people, Jiang Cheng had a strange look in his eyes, he stopped Fatty, and looked at the steward Zhou's face.

  These people. Are they too hard?

  In fact, when they first played against each other, they should have known that they were not opponents, but these people still rushed forward until they were all cleaned up, and none of them turned and fled.

why?

  Some people who were badly injured, and luckily still had a tone of voice, didn’t want to pretend to be dead and confuse their lives, but they still struggled to get up, trying to fight with themselves.

  In fact, the final result is not so ugly. Except for a few culprits, if others run, they will not bother to chase.

  Being unprepared, Mr. Zhou took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it at An Xuan, but An Xuan, who had been wary of him, drew away from his side, and then grabbed his arm with his backhand, making a "click".

broken.

  Housekeeper Zhou fell to the ground, he was lying on the ground, still struggling to catch the dagger that fell on the ground.

  The resoluteness in his eyes is faintly shocking.

  "Stop!" A slightly desperate shout sounded, the voice of a middle-aged woman.

  Two people walked out of the darkness.

One after another, Chen Qiang, who hadn't seen anyone for a long time, and a middle-aged woman.

  A knife was placed on Chen Qiang's neck. He was caught by the middle-aged woman, his face was very embarrassed.

  Accurately, it should be called hijacking.

   "Let him go!" The middle-aged woman glanced at the housekeeper Zhou who fell on the ground, then looked at An Xuan, and said loudly, "Otherwise I will kill him!"

  The blade was closer to Chen Qiang's neck.

  But what surprised the middle-aged woman was that, except for the steward Zhou, whose eyes were red and staring on the ground, he seemed to be a fat man who might rush up to smash him at any time.

  Others looked at her so calmly, and the hostage in her hand—Chen Qiang.

  There is no meaning of being threatened at all.

   "I've said it all." Chen Qiang raised his hand, smiled bitterly and said, "It's useless for you to catch me."

"Shut up!"

  Chen Qiang swallowed, and reluctantly closed his mouth.

His gaze first touched An Xuan tentatively, but quickly moved away, and finally fell on Jiang Cheng's face: "Mr. Hao." He said in a very sincere tone: "You have seen it too, the thing is not in me. My body is hidden by me. If I die, I am worried that you will not find it for a while."

   Jiangcheng thought for a while, then said, "You don't need to worry." He murmured: "We can find it slowly, we can find it in time."

Chen Qiang:"."

  The middle-aged woman seems to have no idea. She originally thought that if she catches a person, she can make others throw a rat.

   But obviously, she overestimated the value of this person.

  Knowing that it was time to change someone, she thought to herself.

  It was Xia Meng who was silent for a while, and said, "Why?

  Looking at the housekeeper Zhou who was suffering on the ground, the woman agreed without hesitation, "Okay." She stared at these people in front of her, "It's a deal!"

   "A word is definite." Xia Meng nodded.

  The housekeeper Zhou got up and stumbled towards the middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged woman also let go of the knife on Chen Qiang’s neck as promised.

   Turned around, the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Just about to help Guanjia Zhou, the next second, in Guanjia’s sight, a cold light flashed in front of her eyes.

  The warm blood splashed his face.

  The blade of a dagger was completely submerged in the middle-aged woman's throat, and only the trembling hilt remained outside.

  The vitality quickly dissipated in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, and then the whole person fell down.

   Butler Zhou's hand stretched out, paused in the air.

  Chen Qiang took advantage of this opportunity to run towards Jiangcheng. He didn't look back until he was within his own range. The woman fell to the ground, her body covered in blood.

  An Xuan's knife is precise and sharp, leaving no room for it.

   "Mother!"

  The door was pushed open, and a thin figure ran over with a roar, and knelt down beside the dead woman with a thud.

  Fatty's eyes paused.

  Xiaowan

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  (End of this chapter)