The Warrior Who Crosses the Heavens

"Pointing guests!"

On the roadside wild shop, a group of people sharply looked up at the big Han who entered the door, and then continued to enjoy the wild-style meals of the wild shop. They did not take the aggressive men who entered the door to heart at all.

Really better than momentum, twenty people who have seen blood on the battlefield are elite, enough to shake the streets of these sturdy big men, and the fighting power between the two is not in the same grade, what is there to worry about?

Don't look at the menacing gangs of men. Obviously, their behavior is directly defined as a crowd of people, once it is done, it is not an opponent of the regular army at all.

I seem to feel something wrong, the first man in this behavior frowned and waved: "Don't bother them, let's eat something to fill the stomach!"

Howling ...

The sound of moving tables and chairs and benches is a masterpiece. The dozens of sturdy big men will fill the rest of the dining tables. Only one or two tables next to the elite group are left empty for buffering purposes.

Xun Leihu was uncomfortable about this, and still talked and laughed uncomfortably.

It's a pity that Tan Jitong has no such concentration and self-confidence. When he talks absently, the bull's head is often wrong, but his eyes are glanced at the gang from time to time.

怎么 "Why, Brother Tan know these guys?"

He lowered his voice, and Lei Hu curiously asked, "But it's just a bunch of guys from the rivers and lakes. Brother Tan doesn't need to worry, they can't turn the sky!"

"I tremble, they seem to be swordsmen outside the customs!"

Tan Lei didn't hear the same thing about Lei Hu's self-confidence. His face was ugly and he lowered his voice and said, "This guy is not good. Brother Lei must be careful!"

Huh!

Seeing that Tan Yi was the same, Lei Hu was too lazy to say something, and said directly, "It's late, brother Tan want to go upstairs to rest?"

"This, all right!"

Tan Tan froze with a stubborn complexion. After thinking about it, he agreed, and chopped the food in the bowl casually. Then he got up and greeted the book boys behind to leave.

The action of stinging him naturally attracted the attention of the swordsmen outside the ticket.

After a brief brush, dozens of pairs of ferocious eyes brushed together.

Tan Tantong's heart lifted up all of a sudden, a forehead exuded a fine layer of cold sweat, and his hands and feet were stiff. I didn't know how to move.

The book boy beside me was even more embarrassed, his face turned white when his legs and feet softened.

Bian Leihu lifted the bookboy, looked back at the gang of knifemen outside, and said with a bad breath: "What are you looking at, have you never seen a scholar or a schoolboy?"

Snapped!

刀 A knife slaps the table outside a table, and his face is full of anger and yells, and he shouts, "What are you saying, try again!"

brush!

The ten militia groups who were eating got up neatly and neatly, and Morin looked at him coldly, dissatisfied with the head leader: "Can't the horse want death?"

They quickly stood in a row, separating the sights of the swordsmen outside the customs from Thunder Tiger, surrounded by the murderous peculiarity of the soldiers and the momentum of ten people. The temperature in the entire lobby seemed to drop a lot.

At this moment, ten other elite groups rushed out from the backyard, one by one, holding military-style waist knives in their hands, staring at each other with great vigor, and very aggressively fighting.

Seeing that the response from Thunder Tiger was so fierce, dozens of arrogant swordsmen outside the customs did not show any weakness, and they shot the case and pulled out the guys, staring back with anger.

Atmosphere, suddenly nervous to the extreme!

Unexpectedly, the number of foreign swordsmen who dominated was obviously overwhelmed.

As long as my mind is not lacking a string, and I have seen blood-killing swordsmen outside the customs, seeing this heart sinking like a crushed rock is uncomfortable.

I was shocked, and experienced outsiders knew that they encountered hard stubble this time.

"This is beside Jinmen's avenue leading to the capital, not the wild places outside the customs where you can spread wildly!"

Lei Hu's voice sounded loudly, and it was particularly clear in the tense lobby at the moment: "If you don't want to cause trouble, you are advised to take your temper, otherwise your guys may not be able to get out of customs!"

"Are you threatening us?"

There was a commotion among the swordsmen outside Tongguan, and the majestic man headed by his face was gloomy, his eyes flashed coldly.

"Oh!"

Xun Leihu smiled slightly, ignoring Tan Li's companion's winks, and groaned with a smile: "Don't think that you have a lot of people. Just click on your manpower and meet a real hard character, not enough to kill!"

"Good breath, I haven't seen such a ruthless character in the wild wolf. How about you letting us see?"

A man with a thin body beside the majestic big man stood up and down with a gloomy and cruel atmosphere. The five-pound jar of wine in his hand slipped around and suddenly hit the thunder tiger like a shell.

The people's group's keen eyes flashed coldly, but there was no change at all. Such a small means also wanted to show off in front of Tiger Ye.

Hey!

Xun Leihu really didn't expect this group of swordsmen outside the customs to be so hot-tempered, and shot it out ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ just ...

He smashed into the small jar like a cannonball, and was forcibly caught by his forefinger. The small jar was still twirling at his fingertips, and the wine in the jar was not even spilled.

With this hand alone, all the swordsmen of Guanwai were almost staring out.

But the next moment, Thunder Tiger lightened his finger slightly, and the small wine jar made a sharp whistling of frictional air at a much faster speed than when he came, drawing an inconspicuous arc in the air, toward the nickname 'wild wolf' The thin man smashed it hard.

"Hey, don't think that only you can play such tricks, 愕 ..."

'Wild Wolf' sneered. When he stretched out his palm, he wanted to catch the small wine jar that flew from him. He didn't have the skills and strength of Thunder Tiger, and he dared to use his fingers to pick up the wine jar from Fei.

It was just that his sneer came to an end halfway, catching the smashed wine jar, and there was a severe pain in the palm of his hand, and he could not help uttering a scream, and his body was shaken by the vigorous energy carried on the wine jar. Back and forth.

He even surprised him that just after the fierce vigor, there was a vague vigor invading the palm of his hand, frantically pulling and agitating the periosteal membrane of the palm of his hand, and the pain that the flesh was torn apart almost didn't make him faint.

But that's it. The jar under the palm is not in the slightest shape, and even the wine in the jar is not splashed out until the 'wilder wolf' can't grasp the jar, and let the free fall fall into pieces. , The muddy water mixed with the strong fragrance of wine will wet the trouser legs under the feet.

Quiet, extraordinary quiet!

All the swordsmen outside the gates were surprised with their eyes widened, but they all knew what kind of fierce character the Wild Wolf was, and they were smashed by the small wine jar that flew in just one blink, and covered Screaming on the wrist ...

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