Chapter 643: Yan Lao San

The mysterious organization Baiyijian has mysterious actions, but its power is amazing.

I had nothing to do with white clothes, so I had to fill the garden with spring.

Wherever this sentence appears, it will bring bloody storms to it. Legend has it that the White Clothes Spark gathers with strange and vicious methods.

The black-faced coachman still stood there without moving.

In the snow, two people, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared. The two people were of different heights, but their clothes were the same. The two people were almost wrapped in white cloth from head to toe.

The black-faced coachman looked at the two people in front of him coldly and suddenly said, "There is one thing that Xu has never understood."

The tall man in white said in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter?"

The black-faced coachman said: "Xu has already left the Agarwood Xiaoyu Pavilion and has put the right and wrong on the Green Forest Road aside. I wonder why you are coming to the door?"

The tall man in white sneered: "If this is the case, you might be able to live a few more days, but it's a pity..." As he spoke, two fierce lights suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The short man in white said on the side: "It's a pity that Xu Shisan's family has not yet ended, and he has come out to wade into muddy waters again today."

The black-faced coachman looked cold: "Xu owes others a favor. Today I want to settle it. I hope both of you will fulfill it."

The tall man in white laughed to the sky: "We really want to help Xu Shisan lead the family. It's a pity that if we let go of the Shisan lead the family, I will break our own rules."

The short man in white continued on the side: "If the rules are broken, the prestige will be gone, so please forgive me if Xu Shisan is in charge."

The black-faced coachman sneered: "You want to kill Xu?"

The tall man in white sighed softly: "We have nothing to do."

The short man in white continued, "We have already made it clear. Xu Shisan is the leader of the family and is not blamed for being a ruthless man."

The black-faced coachman sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability yet!"

The tall man in white looked at the black-faced coachman with sad eyes and said lightly: "We never do things that are unsure of."

The short man in white continued, "If you don't attack, you will win; if you attack, you will win; if you don't attack, you will win; if you don't attack, you will kill; if you attack, you will kill. This is also our principle."

The black-faced coachman sneered: "It seems that Xu can only sit and wait for death?"

The tall man in white said, "We have expected that you must fight to trap beasts. Therefore, we have been prepared long ago."

The short man in white continued, "Everything is planned, and if it is not planned, it will be ruined!"

The black-faced coachman sneered: "It seems that Xu will definitely die?"

The tall man in white and the short man in white looked at the black-faced coachman coldly.

The black-faced coachman felt a little cold on his body, and the thin clothes on his body seemed to be unable to stop the cold air in the sky.

The tall man in white suddenly said, "Your copper-headed and iron-brained, I'm afraid you can't resist the joint attack of our brothers."

The short man in white continued, "Xu Shisan's strong skills have been famous for decades. It's a pity that no matter how powerful martial arts are, they have their fatal weaknesses." He looked at the black-faced coachman and smiled: "Although Xu Shisan's hard skills are powerful, it's a pity that there are only seven levels of fire, especially when changing moves, there are at least twenty-nine flaws. As long as we seize the opportunity, we can win with one blow."

The tall man in white said coldly again, "Your Excellency has a fatal flaw, and I'm embarrassed to say it."

The short man in white immediately continued, "That is the biggest secret in Xu Shisan's life. It's a pity that we found out."

The black-faced coachman's face turned purple and black, and the fear in his heart suddenly surged out like a broken lake.

Two men in white took action at this moment. Each of them had two four-inch-long daggers out of thin air. The daggers passed through the flying snowflakes in the sky and stabbed the black-faced coachman's chest and ribs like a poisonous snake.

Blood shot out like a javelin.

The black-faced coachman's strong body fell on the snow.

The two men in white breathed a sigh of relief, and the bloody dagger in their hands slid into their sleeves strangely.

The woman had been lying quietly in the snow, but at this moment, there was no trace of panic on her face.

Two men in white walked over silently, their eyes shining with thunderous light.

The tall man in white stood still, staring at the woman like a knife, and then looked up and down, looking around the woman.

The woman smiled very charmingly.

The short man in white looked at the woman and suddenly sighed: "The hero is sad to pass the beauty. Is Xu Heizi falling into her hands?"

The tall man in white sighed, "To be honest, this woman is indeed a beauty. After seeing it, I can't help but think about being a fool."

The short man in white smiled and said, "I am even better than you. Not only am I thinking, but I can't help but take action."

The short man in white spoke, but actually snatched it away in one step.

The woman not only did not dodge, but instead thrust her body and met her.

The short man in white suddenly stopped because he suddenly smelled the breath of death.

The tall man in white was filled with horror.

In the wind and snow all over the sky, there was a person standing. The man bent over and hunched his back, looking small and thin under the village full of wind and snow all over the sky.

The thin man's head is very big, his chin is also very pointed and long. Under his pointed chin, dozens of burnt beards are floating.

The two men in white exclaimed almost at the same time: "Chunchback... the third brother..."

Who would have thought that this inconspicuous thin hunchman was actually the third leader of Chenxiang Xiaoyu Pavilion.

There are thirteen leading figures in the Agarwood Xiaoyu Pavilion. This thin hunchman ranks third.

Chenxiang Xiaoyu Pavilion is a gang organization. Although it is not large in scale, it has a high reputation. Thirteen leaders are all good at gangs. But strangely, this famous gang organization has suddenly declined in the past one or two years. The boss Tong Boss died in his apartment without any clarity.

No one knows what happened to Chenxiang Xiaoyu Pavilion. The decline of Chenxiang Xiaoyu Pavilion and the death of Mr. Tong are still a mystery!

The tall man in white had stabilized his mind. He looked at the thin hunchback and smiled: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that he is Senior Yan, I have been admired for a long time."

The short man in white bowed aside and said, "Yan San is the leader of the family, wise and powerful, and is very eye-opening."

Yan Laosan seemed to have not heard the words of the two men in white. He walked to the body of the black-faced coachman with a blank expression.

The snowflakes in the sky covered the black-faced coachman's face.

Yan Laosan slowly squatted down, reached out his hand, and gently brushed away the snow on the black-faced coachman's face.

"You killed him?" Yan Laosan's voice was extremely cold. The two men in white looked at each other, and no one dared to answer.

The woman in the snow slowly stood up, her tender white hands stroking the corner of her clothes.

Yan Laosan slowly stood up, glanced at the woman, and said coldly: "You two are not Xu Shisan's opponents, but it's a pity that they have this woman." I want to talk about "Danzun Evil God" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find friends~

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