Gu Santong did not intend to kill Jiyong and Shan Bo, otherwise he would just rush in with a gun, and everything would be solved with the trigger.

More than 20 swords and axe masters from the Gu family waved Gu Santong's hand, and these people rushed up in unison, and the Leng Sen's sword light was overwhelming for a moment.

Uncle Shan met these people, and for a moment, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding slight, and the moment the sword and axe attacked, sparks shot out, and murderous aura turned into gusts of gusts of wind.

Several swords and axemen rushed towards Jiyong. Uncle Shan quickly turned to rescue. Seeing that the swords and axes that were chasing him were about to slash on Uncle Shan's shoulders, Jiyong, who was already scared, suddenly his temperament changed drastically. Two more knives appeared in his hand and stabbed him behind Uncle Shan.

No matter how cowardly he is, he is the only son of Lord Poye. He has a father who can be Lord and a mother who was the third master of the Nine Knife Sect. Even if he is weak in character, his talent is definitely not bad. He has received various sword skills since he was a child and can be considered a master.

Shan Bo couldn't see through his attack power. It seemed to be comparable to the twenty or thirty sword and axe fighters surrounding him, but the twenty or thirty sword and axe fighters fell down one after another, but he didn't even hurt his hair.

Gu Santong couldn't help but frown. He knew the strength of these swords and axes under his command, and each of them could be regarded as the word "elite".

thump……

As another swordsman fell down, the remaining three swordsman began to stop attacking. Their faces were all covered with blood, all of which were sprayed by their companions. They began to slowly retreat under their feet, looking at Shan Bo and Jiyong who were walking towards them, full of fear.

Swish swish swish swish...

Uncle Shan suddenly stepped forward, and his speed was very fast, like a cheetah, instantly rushed to the front of the three of them. Then the two knives in his hand fell down like a scabbard in the butcher's hand. At the same time, accompanied by a squealing sound, the three remaining swords and axe masters in front of him soon turned into three corpses and fell to the ground.

The expression on Gu Santong's face was startled and quickly retreated.

Jiyong was holding two bloody knives in his hand and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Uncle Shan.

Jiyong gritted his teeth and said, "This traitor, I want him to know the end of his betrayal of Boye today!"

Shan Bo said coldly: "The traitor left to the Lord as a holy dictator. We must survive first. The Lin surname should have come to Gusu City. We must leave as soon as possible."

Just as the two of them were about to walk out the door, suddenly a gust of wind came from the darkness. Uncle Shan quickly pushed Ji Yong away, "Be careful!"

Puff...

It was okay for Jiyong to be pushed away, but a dart similar to a needle-shaped tube stabbed on Shan Bo's back. Shan Bo turned around and pulled the dart off.

"Who, come out for me!" Jiyong shouted angrily at the surroundings with the two swords in his hand.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Responding to him was a series of darts. Ji Yong waved his double swords to block a few shots, but he was still stabbed by the last one in his chest.

thump!

Uncle Shan's body swayed twice and fell to the ground. Jiyong quickly turned around and said, "Uncle Shan, are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiyong's eyes were also in a dark and fell to the ground.

...

Hurry!

The cold water splashed on his face, Jiyong woke up with a shaking head. He looked around with a blank look and horror, and said repeatedly: "Don't, don't kill me! All the conditions are easy to say!"

In front of Jiyong's eyes was a girl, holding a bucket of water in her hand. This girl was nothing but Lan Siyan.

Lan Siyan took the initiative to let go, Lin Kun sat on a wooden chair, looked at Jiyong and said with a smile: "Young Master of the Poye Organization?"

Jiyong naturally saw Lin Kun's photo. Under normal circumstances, the young master of the Poye Organization could still pretend to be 13, shouting loudly that he was not afraid of the wolf king of Mobei at all, but now he was tied to a chair. He immediately admitted his guilt and said, "Mr. Lin, as long as you can let me go, my dad will give it to you for as much as possible!"

Lin Kun nodded with a smile, "The Poye Organization has been entrenched in Mobei for so many years, and has plundered a lot of people. It is okay to buy your life with 10 million yuan, and you can get 100 million yuan, but the question is, is your father willing to pay this money?"

"I'm willing, he's definitely willing. He only has me, and he's pointing at me to inherit the organization in the future." Jiyong said repeatedly.

"I don't think so. It's not difficult for Poye Organization to cooperate so well with that cloning laboratory. It's not difficult for you to be the same one."

"No, clones have shortcomings. They look the same as normal people, but their lifespan is only one-third of that of normal people..."

As Jiyong said, he suddenly stopped talking and realized that he had said too much.

Lin Kun smiled and said, "What else?"

Jiyong stopped talking, but said, "Mr. Lin, although we are hostile, there is no undecided deal in the world, no eternal enemies, and no eternal friends. As long as you are willing to let me go, my father will definitely give you good things."

Lin Kun smiled and said, "You are right. There are indeed no eternal friends or eternal enemies in this world, but I have eternal faith. My faith is to defend my country and kill you bastards."

Jiyong's face suddenly changed drastically, and he rarely showed a sense of heroism, "Since that's the case, then why are you talking about it? Take action!"

"good!"

Lin Kun waved the knife in his hand and walked towards Jiyong.

...

In Mota City, in a single-family villa located in the center of the city, the real Lord Cai Keman sat on a wide leather chair, holding a string of ancient beads in one hand, holding a glass of red wine in the other hand, and a small jar of incense on the table next to it.

There were several people sitting in front of Cai Keman, and there were also several people standing.

Cai Keman put down the cup and beads in his hand, looked at the people in front of him calmly, and finally his eyes fell on Duanmu Qiu, who was sitting closest to him.

Duanmuqiu is in his thirties. He is dressed very well and looks energetic. Judging from his appearance and temperament alone, he belongs to the uncle style that young girls like today.

Duanmu Qiu was Cai Keman's adopted son. Seeing Cai Keman looking over, he immediately lowered his head slightly and looked humble and respectful.

Cai Keman smiled faintly, "Everyone, I guess you have already received the news that the dog son Jiyong fell in Gusu City, and it is currently in Lin Kun's hands. I really didn't expect that he had been away from Mobei for so long and had such a great influence. Before, you suggested that I let Jiyong go out for exercise. Now there is a problem. Do you think this mistake should I blame you for yours?"

The group of people in front of him were all silent and the Lord's son was killed. They suggested that they go out for exercise, but one of them could not escape.
Chapter completed!