Nine hundred and thirtieth chapters triple kill
Chapter 932 Three-couple kill
Butler Wang walked over with a smile on his face.
Butler Wang Er frowned when he looked at Butler Wang's big and fat face with a very smiling face.
Butler Wang smiled and said, "Let them live for two more days. Anyway, Luo Xiaofeng can't escape from the Wang family."
The woman slowly turned around and smiled: "Mr. Wang is so sure?"
Butler Wang smiled and said, "Does the girl have no confidence in me?"
The woman smiled and said, "Mr. Wang's methods are unfathomable, so why don't the little girl know? But..." She said Zhuo Ou's words and suddenly stopped again.
Butler Wang smiled and said, "But what?"
The woman looked at the big and fat face of Butler Wang, and smiled and said, "But, Luo Xiaofeng is not an ordinary person, Mr. Wang should be careful."
Butler Wang smiled and said, "I have already arranged the arrangements for Luo Xiaofeng. The girl should wait and see the show!"
Butler Wang Er looked at Butler Wang, and a sneer suddenly flashed across the corner of his mouth.
The autumn wind is rustling, the maple leaves are floating, and a dilapidated carriage is parked on a wide official road.
Luo Xiaofeng stopped from afar. He told Meng'er a few words and walked towards the worn-out carriage alone.
The shabby carriage was parked in the middle of the official road, and the old horse who was pulling the carriage lowered his head, looking listless.
Luo Xiaofeng knew this broken carriage. This broken carriage was the carriage of the God-Black Heguang.
The car is there, where is the people?
In Zhuge Temple, Shen Blind Man Heguang was hit by the female masked man who was "shocking the earth and had no doctor for seven days". Shen Blind Man Heguang went to find Dr. Jiang. As soon as Shen Blind Man Heguang left, there was no news. Luo Xiaofeng never dreamed that Shen Blind Man Heguang's carriage appeared on the official road of Wang Jiaji.
Luo Xiaofeng walked over slowly.
The worn carriage was hung with worn cloth curtains. The inside of the carriage was covered by worn cloth curtains, which was indescribable.
When he was near the shabby carriage, Luo Xiaofeng suddenly became excited because he suddenly heard snoring.
Luo Xiaofeng slowly walked to the side of the carriage. He hesitated and suddenly reached out and lifted the worn curtain.
The worn curtain was lifted open, and Luo Xiaofeng was stunned.
There was no one in the carriage.
Maple leaves are falling.
In the grass on one side of the official road, a one-eyed old man suddenly stood up like a ghost. The one-eyed old man laughed strangely. While he was laughing strangely, he knocked out two locust stones.
Two locust stones hit in lightning.
Luo Xiaofeng was surprised because he discovered that the one-eyed old man's hidden weapon, the Locust Stone, was not hitting him, but at the old horse pulling the cart.
The one-eyed old man's locust stone was impartial and hit the old horse's belly.
The old horse pulling the cart neighed and ran out wildly.
The wheels crushed the official road and made a strange "click" sound.
A crack sound passed, and a burst of smoke rose on the road, and a fire lit up in the smoke.
Luo Xiaofeng was shocked. He pointed his toes and his body soared into the air.
There was a loud bang, and the dust was flying. The official road had been blown into a huge pit several feet long.
Luo Xiaofeng fell on the path five feet away. Before he could stand firm, he heard Meng'er's shouting: "There is someone behind him!"
Luo Xiaofeng turned around suddenly and saw two short and dry masked men crawling out of the bushes behind him.
Two masked men looked at Luo Xiaofeng.
Luo Xiaofeng also looked at the two masked men coldly.
The two masked men looked at each other, shouted, and rushed towards Luo Xiaofeng. They were holding the cold daggers tightly in their hands.
Two daggers stabbed Luo Xiaofeng like lightning.
Luo Xiaofeng sneered, slipped his feet and attacked like lightning.
Two daggers had pierced the sky, and Luo Xiaofeng disappeared in front of the two masked men out of thin air.
The two masked faces were stunned. Before they could react, Luo Xiaofeng took action behind them.
Luo Xiaofeng pushed out his palms flat.
Two short and dry masked men flew out and fell heavily to the ground. They struggled to get up and limped towards the mountain.
Luo Xiaofeng did not chase after him.
The smoke and dust on the official road have disappeared. The one-eyed old man has disappeared.
dusk.
Next to a small pavilion, Luo Xiaofeng suddenly saw a dead person.
The deceased was very young, about twenty years old, and his fatal injury was in his chest. A dagger was deeply inserted into the chest of the deceased. The dagger penetrated deeply into the chest of the deceased, with only the black handle exposed outside.
Luo Xiaofeng frowned. He was about to walk over. At this moment, he suddenly heard the woman's scream.
When Luo Xiaofeng turned around, he saw a woman with disheveled hair running out of the jungle in panic. Behind the woman, a black-faced man shouted and cursed, chasing him.
The woman with her hair seemed to accidentally find Luo Xiaofeng. She ran towards Xiaoting while shouting for help.
Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the woman running towards him, and his eyes fell on the body in the pavilion.
The woman with her hair was running into the pavilion.
The black-faced man also chased after him.
The woman with her hair staggered and fell head-on in front of Luo Xiaofeng.
The black-faced man shouted, stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan and grabbed the woman.
Meng'er had already exclaimed.
Luo Xiaofeng coughed dryly and said coldly: "Wait a minute."
The black-faced man was stunned for a moment, straightened up and stared at Luo Xiaofeng.
Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "This hero is handsome and looks like a big man, but for some reason he wants to fight with such a weak woman?"
The black-faced man glared at Luo Xiaofeng and shouted: "You kid, are you impatient to live?" As he said that, he rushed towards Luo Xiaofeng.
Meng'er was not worried about Luo Xiaofeng because she knew Luo Xiaofeng's ability.
The black-faced man was full of alcohol, and he shook his body and his steps were messy. But as soon as the black-faced man approached Luo Xiaofeng, his drunkenness completely disappeared. His hands hit the five big holes on Luo Xiaofeng's chest like lightning. He was not a top-notch master in the martial arts world, and he would never have such a quick skill. The distance was close, the target on his chest was big, and the black-faced man was determined to win. At the same time, the woman curled up on the ground raised her hand and a cold light rushed straight to Luo Xiaofeng's face. What was even more surprising was that the corpse lying horizontally in the pavilion actually survived. The man suddenly pulled out the dagger in his chest, flipped his wrist, and stabbed the sharp dagger straight on Luo Xiaofeng's back.
Meng'er never dreamed that there would be these changes. She was frightened by this sudden formation.
Meng'er opened her mouth wide, but shouted out a voice.
The black-faced man's fist has been hit.
The blood-transforming poison nails in the woman's hands were shot out like lightning.
The dagger in the hand of the young man who was resurrected from the dead also stabbed Luo Xiaofeng's back like lightning.
The three of them joined forces and cooperated seamlessly.
Luo Xiaofeng was not scared. He sneered and took action like lightning.
The young man's dagger did not hit Luo Xiaofeng, but unexpectedly pierced into the chest of the black-faced man.
Chapter completed!