Inside the Red Apricot Flower Pavilion.

"Sister Mu, the flower-picking thieves have been exposed in advance. I'm afraid they won't be able to survive tomorrow." A flower girl lowered her head and reported.

"It doesn't matter, what needs to be prepared has been prepared. The role of the flower picker is just to deceive others, and now he is useless."

The woman behind the tea table wrote lightly, looking calm and composed.

"Besides, the floating light is over, so go down and get ready."

"Yes." Hua Ji responded expressionlessly, slowly exited the door, and turned around again with a flowery look.

...

Beside the ruins.

Ambulances arrived one after another.

"Thanks, kid."

The seriously injured officer who Wang Yu was taking care of was also carefully carried into the ambulance by several medical staff.

Before leaving, he thanked Wang Yu very politely.

"That's where the responsibility lies." Wang Yu nodded.

He glanced at the message bamboo stick in his hand.

So far, he has not received any notification that the flower-picking thief was arrested, which made him worried that he would let the other party escape after suffering such huge losses. I'm afraid no one would be able to accept that.

The bodies of so many officers and soldiers are still lying on the ground and have not been disposed of.

"Who is this guy?" Even Wang Yu sighed secretly.

Being a flower-picking thief, being able to do this is considered the ultimate.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the ruins.

"Young man, please save me. I'm buried inside and can't get out."

"Huh?" Wang Yu listened attentively, glanced at a certain place in the ruins, and then said: "Where are you?"

"In the ruins, help, help, I'm injured."

The voice came out again. Wang Yu determined the location and slowly moved closer in that direction. After looking at it, he suddenly asked: "Who are you?"

"The little old man is an ordinary resident here. He suffered a disaster today and his house was lost. Fortunately, he still saved his life. Officers and soldiers, please save me."

The voice inside was coughing and crying, looking very weak.

"Old man? How are you injured? Just hold on and I'll call someone. I'm afraid that unauthorized access to the stone wall above you will cause the risk of a secondary collapse."

Wang Yu said that he was going to call someone.

However, the voices inside were getting weaker and weaker.

"No, I can't hold on any longer. Please, help me. Even if it collapses again, I will accept my fate."

When Wang Yu heard this, his eyes flickered slightly and he hesitated.

"Well, old man, we can only take a gamble."

As he spoke, Wang Yu stretched out his hand and pressed down on a large piece of wall panel above, and with a burst of strength, he reluctantly moved it away.

Afterwards, several pieces of stone steel bars were moved or dismantled in succession, and finally a small gap was found.

Wang Yu was breathing heavily, his body was covered with sweat, and he looked exhausted.

"Old man, can you get your head out? Let me see where you are and confirm your position."

"No, I still have a stone blocking it. You can reach out." The voice from inside came out, as if he saw a chance to escape. The feeling of weakness in his tone suddenly faded a lot.

A bloody hand moved out of the gap bit by bit, tremblingly.

Under the blood stains, this is indeed a withered hand, and it looks like an old man at first glance.

Wang Yu didn't hesitate at all, he raised the knife and dropped it.

A cold light flashed.

The people inside did not expect Wang Yu to be so decisive.

The outstretched old hand was cut off from the wrist by Wang Yu's knife.

The fracture was neat and flat, the bones and flesh were separated, and the blood was pouring out.

boom!

The ruins were directly knocked open by the people inside, rocks flew and a cloud of dust was raised.

Wang Yu had already backed away after chopping off his hand, holding a blood-stained sword in his hand and staring at the knocked-away ruins with a stern expression.

In the ruins, a human figure appeared.

He was indeed an old man in plain clothes. He was covered in blood, especially the broken palm wound on his left hand. It was freshly found and was given by Wang Yu.

The soldiers around him didn't know why, but they still surrounded him one after another.

The old man stared at Wang Yu with cold eyes, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, but he didn't waste much time, and he didn't say a harsh word.

He picked up the broken palm on the ground with his right hand and ran away.

The speed was so fast that a burst of blood was blown away.

"Stop!" Several soldiers were shocked, pointing their spears at the old man, trying to force him back.

"Get away!" Xueying yelled, knocked away the two soldiers, and walked away.

Wang Yu frowned and saw clearly.

This old man has a cultivation level in the Burning Blood Realm, but now he is severely injured and his body is seriously injured.

He had just cut off his hand again, and his body was severely depleted of energy and blood, and his combat power was severely reduced.

“You can give it a try!”

Making a decision in an instant, Wang Yu raised his spirits and exerted force on his feet.

The masonry on the ground was directly trampled to pieces by him, and Wang Yu swept behind the old man like a black wind.

Basic knife skills!

The sword in his hand carries huge power and cuts straight down!

The blade splits the air with the force of thunder, and has the power of cutting gold and jade. It whizzes past and stirs up the air waves in all directions!

This sword is the integration of his eight sets of sword techniques!

When Wang Yu came up, he used all his strength. After all, the opponent was a warrior in the Burning Blood Realm, and he would never give the opponent the slightest chance to perform.

"Seeking death!" Feeling the threat, the old man stopped his feet, pulled away and waved his arms. A short blade slipped out of his sleeve and was caught in his right hand.

From bottom to top, it collided with Wang Yu's blade.

The next moment, a huge force surged in. The old man's arm holding the knife and half of his body became numb, and his face became red in patches.

His chest was tight and blood spurted out. He was struck by Wang Yu and flew more than ten meters away. He didn't care about his dizziness when he landed on the ground and ran away despite his body injuries.

The shock in my heart is indescribable.

He saw that Wang Yu was just a warrior in the body-forging realm.

And no matter how strong a body-forging realm warrior can be, even if he is seriously injured, it can only be solved with a single blow if he uses force.

In the end, he was almost hacked to death by Wang Yu!

If he hadn't used his strength to retreat at the critical moment, I'm afraid it would really be over.

"I have escaped the pursuit of so many strong blood-burning warriors in the army. How could I fall into the hands of a mere soldier in the body-forging realm..."

Thinking like this, he injured his internal organs and ran away desperately while coughing up blood.

This old man is the flower picker!

No one expected that he had been hiding under the ruins and deceived everyone.

"What a pity!" Wang Yu looked at the sword in his hand. This was a standard saber he received from the military depot.

When I was fighting with the old man just now, I didn't expect that the blade, which was usually very tough, actually broke.

This gave the old man a chance to escape.

I secretly thought in my heart that when I reached the Burning Blood Realm, I would have to change to a useful knife.

If someone who uses a knife does not have a good knife, it will really delay things.

The flower-picking thieves fled silently in the capital city. The neighborhood terrain of the capital city was as if they were visiting their own home. They were so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar.

Soon the pursuer was out of sight.

He turned around and quickly ran into a small forest from the deserted alley.

"No matter what, we have to leave the city!" The flower picker tore off his human skin mask and quickly transformed from an old man into a middle-aged farmer.

The tone of his face has also changed accordingly. Even if you look closely at him, it is difficult to tell whether his appearance is genuine or fake.

At this time, he no longer wanted the benefits promised by those people, he just wanted to escape and survive.

He knew very well that in his current state, there was no chance of survival if he continued to stay in the city.
Chapter completed!