When people are nervous, sometimes they can't help but find something to say.

"Hey, who, come here."

Jiang Ping casually pointed out a guy who looked like a boss from among the many shadow people. Well, the mask on his face seemed to be brighter.

The shadow named by Jiang Ping didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Ping, but seeing his highness slightly beside him, he walked up with his teeth.

"grown ups."

Jiang Ping has no position in this team.

But he was a person who walked side by side with His Highness Qiye after all. No matter what the others thought, they had to lower their heads and shouted "Master".

"What's going on now? How many people have run away?"

Jiang Ping asked.

Since the name of the Blood Killing Post was launched, many people have been frightened. Before, the five families were wiped out, and when they reached the fifth family, almost half of them ran away.

Jiang Ping and the others didn't chase him, after all, killing the chicken to warn the monkey, and killing the chicken is enough.

Those chickens and ducks and dogs beside them, as long as they don’t hit the knife, who cares whether they are dead or alive?

However, after it was spread to the world, the whole family was destroyed, and even the young strongman who was hiding behind the corner of the wall was tragically injured.

The dissemination of public opinion is sometimes gradually distorted in this way.

The key is that everyone still believes it.

After all, those who were killed in the legend will never jump out and say:

"Don't believe them, we are not dead yet, we are not dead yet!"

Who dares to say this? Isn’t it just a matter of thinking about it?

Jiang Ping can only say that no matter what era it was in, everyone was still willing to believe the truth in their hearts.

The Blood Killing Post represents an unknown and a bad luck.

So they must have killed the whole family, and a puppy escaped was not considered a whole family.

The shadow leader replied:

"Report to the Lord, my subordinates monitored day and night and found that they were planning to escape with their families a few days ago, but suddenly there was no movement in the past two days.

My subordinates suspect that there may be fraud in this."

"Well, it's good, you can go down."

Jiang Ping held his hands behind his back and gave a few words of encouragement, making a full attitude towards the leader.

Then he turned his head and asked Qiye with a shy face:

"Qianye, what do you think?"

This kind of thing has to be asked professionally.

Hearing this, Qiye glanced down, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen something through the night.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said:

"There is indeed a master below, but it's not a fear, I can handle it."

"real?"

Jiang Ping was so kind that he could see through Qi Ye's barely.

This so-called master seems to be a master among masters.

"Otherwise, let's call a helper first. Anyway, we didn't say that we would kill the family after that post, so we would let them go first.

Today I will be a routine drill.”

After hearing this, let alone Qiye, even the shadows beside him could not help but turn their heads.

Pooh!

Qiye was also stunned, but he did not agree to Jiang Ping's unreliable statement. He walked to the door of his house.

Now I will go back, and I will be shameless to make trouble again in the future.

He just said lightly:

"It's just that there are more dead people, so let me leave it."

After saying that, he turned around to face the many shadows, and instantly burst into his eyes with endless murderous intent, without any more emotion:

"kill!"

"Here!"

Everyone answered, and the shadows floated high, and under the moonlight, it looked like night owls in the dark night, attacking and falling.

...

"pity."

In the dim main hall, a sigh came out faintly.

There was a bean lamp in the house, which burst out with a faint yellow light, which also made Yao Chen's face appear and disappear in the shadow.

Standing opposite him was Zeng Ruhu, and several fully armed gang leaders, all holding sharp blades, with murderous intent.

"Mr. Yao, what a pity?"

Zeng Ruhu asked politely.

Yao Chen passed through the door as if he saw the cold and ruthless eyes outside the room.

"Someone just used secret techniques to investigate. I deliberately revealed my breath and forced it with my energy. I wanted him to retreat when he saw the difficulties.

But now it seems that he is still here."

"Who is here?"

"I don't know who he is, but the murderous intent is rare in my life. It should be the legendary master of the Blood Killing Tie.

He is young, but also dangerous.

No need to hide, they have discovered us."

Yao Chen stood up from the shadows, and with a wave of his clothes, he saw sparks splashing out, lit up the oil lamps in all directions, and for a moment, the light in the house was shining like daylight.

"Gangmaster Zeng, let's fight."

Zeng Ruhu nodded heavily.

If Yao Chen could shock the killer outside, everyone would naturally be happy.

But now that people don’t let them go, they will naturally not wait to die.

He raised the sword in his hand and shouted to the many gang members under him:

"Brothers, it's up tonight to death or life.

I won't say much.

If you are alive, you will choose the silver girl tomorrow. If you die, I will support your whole family!

kill!!!"

"kill!!!"

A roar came.

The dark night ignited anger.

Many people from the Ghost Tiger Gang who had been hiding in the house kicked open the door and raised their swords to kill the fallen killers.

Under the faint moonlight, blood began to spread.

However, what Zeng Ruhu said was very motivating, but the gap in strength could not be made up by temporary courage.

A group of gang members who acted as a mighty person in the small town, even if they were all elites in the gang and were top-notch warriors, and could beat ten of them one by one.

But how could it be comparable to these professional killers brought by Qiye from the Demon Sect Butian lineage?

It's not of the same level at all.

Only the whimpering sounds were heard in the wind.

Once the Ghost Tiger Gang appears in the outer hall, there will be a black shadow that is unknown to emerge along their necks and a sharp blade shining with cold light stretches out from behind, easily taking away their vitality.

In just a short moment, dozens of lives were left behind, and they were all their own people when they looked at the clothes.

They finally began to collapse.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

"We can't beat them!"

"It's all ghosts!"

At this moment, the fierce they rushed just now, how embarrassed they were when they retreated.
To be continued...