owlsbooks Chapter 217 You are too weak, let’s go together!
Chapter 217 You are too weak, let’s go together!
"What's going on? Where did the gunfire come from?"
Everyone was shocked.
Someone said in horror: "Isn't it the bloody massacre coming?"
The three young men just now did not have guns on them.
Therefore, although everyone is panicked, they are not afraid.
But now there were gunshots.
In an instant, everyone's newly relaxed emotions became tense.
Especially in dark environments, it is easier to breed and amplify inner fear.
Many people groped outside the hall in panic.
The scene became chaotic again.
Those who can come here today must be rich or noble.
If anything goes wrong, it's not a trivial matter.
Jiang Bingyi immediately shouted loudly: "Don't panic, everyone, please come outside and see what's going on!"
"Yes!"
Someone took the order and left.
"Boss Jiang, be careful!"
In the darkness, a voice sounded.
Jiang Bingyi recognized Hu Toutuo's voice.
He thought the other party was here to protect him.
"Leave me alone, protect the guests first!"
As a result, the visitor still walked towards him.
"stop!"
Jiang Bingyi felt something was wrong.
"Stop him!"
Upon hearing this, Master Liao, who was closest to him, quickly jumped into action.
Clench your right fist tightly, the muscles on your arm are knotted.
Pointing his toes to the ground, he rushed out quickly.
However, the visitor's eyes turned cold.
I saw the opponent suddenly raise his right foot.
"Oh!"
There was a muffled sound, mixed with the soft sound of broken bones.
Master Liao flew out faster than when he came in.
Tables and chairs were smashed and several guests were hit.
It suddenly made people scream in fright.
At this time, a candle suddenly lit up.
Through the bright light, everyone saw that Master Liao's head was tilted and drooping, and his neck was broken.
He actually didn't even block the man's blow and was killed immediately!
"You are not Hutoutuo!"
Jiang Bingyi's eyes opened angrily.
There was a strong surprise in my heart.
However, the visitor did not say a word.
The figure was like a ghost and rushed to his side in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Bingyi could not avoid it.
In an instant, he poured all his strength into his arm and raised his hand to pat it away.
The visitor's hands were wrapped around like spiritual snakes and quickly climbed onto his wrist.
The other party's fingers only touched the skin slightly, and the sharp tingling sensation was already deeply immersed in Jiang Bingyi's heart.
Half of his body was numb, and he couldn't help but tremble and asked: "You...who are you?!"
"Didn't you say you wanted to kill me?"
Lin Mo, who was disguised as a bearded man, spoke coldly.
"Now that I'm here, what are you afraid of?"
Hearing this voice, Jiang Bingyi instantly felt chills running down his spine and numbness on his scalp.
"You...you are a bloody massacre!"
Goosebumps broke out all over his body.
I thought to myself, I'm just bragging, Boy, you're really fucking here!
It came so quickly.
Do you have a good ear?
"What, is it really the Bloody Hand Massacre that's coming?!"
"My dear mother, run quickly!"
The name of Bloody Hand Human Massacre caused huge waves in the hearts of everyone.
All the guests were frightened and ran away.
Hongyu glanced at Lin Mo's back curiously.
A strange color flashed in his eyes.
But he was pulled out of the club by Fourth Master.
"Kawagami-kun, are you sure you can defeat this man?"
Kato Takao asked.
"Without fighting, there is no way to know."
Heshang Yancun said calmly.
"In that case, let's go out first and wait for the opportunity later."
Kato Takao narrowed his eyes slightly, "It is not a good thing for us to have such a master in China. I have a hunch that this person will become a serious problem sooner or later. It is better to eliminate it as soon as possible!"
"Yes!"
Heshang Yancun nodded slightly.
The two followed the guests to the door.
In the blink of an eye, only Jiang Bancheng and a few worshiping masters were left in the hall.
Jiang Bingyi's body was shaking violently and he shouted desperately: "Uncle Yin, help me!"
"Let him go!"
The old man with a goatee stepped over.
Lin Mo's eyes were slightly cold.
He didn't want Jiang Bingyi to die too happily.
Then the five fingers formed claws and locked the opponent's arm tightly.
Then give it a hard break.
"Crack!"
He actually broke his arms!
White bones pierced through the flesh.
The scarlet flesh was exposed, looking shocking.
When everyone saw this scene, their hearts beat wildly.
How much strength is required to do this!
Jiang Bingyi let out a loud howl that shook the sky.
"Ah! My hand..."
His two arms were broken and hung in front of him, with blood gushing from the wounds.
"Die to me!"
The old man with the goatee finally arrived.
His eyes were about to burst, and he raised his hand to slap.
A palm wind carrying huge power rushed from behind.
He patted Lin Mo's head directly.
If it were an ordinary person, facing such terrifying energy, they would probably be frightened and helpless.
However, Lin Mo had no idea, and his eyes showed excitement.
Invincibility is always lonely.
It is a pleasure to meet and compete with a real master.
He suddenly shook out a palm, turned around suddenly, and faced the opponent forcefully.
Right to right!
boom!
There was an explosion.
An overwhelming force burst out from between their palms.
It spread directly to the surroundings, causing the table next to it to move.
The power generated by the competition between the two is very powerful.
The old man with the goatee's palms became weak and he took three steps back before regaining his balance.
Lin Mo, on the other hand, remained motionless.
The old man looked as if he had seen a ghost, his face was as pale as paper, and a large amount of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
He practices Chunyang Boy Kung Fu.
He was known for his strength, but he didn't expect that the other party's strength was even greater than his.
"happy!"
Lin Mo laughed and turned his palm into a fist.
He squeezed it tightly, and his fist bones suddenly cracked.
Without stopping at all, he rushed towards the opponent.
The eyes of the old man with goatee were twitching wildly.
His feet were staggered, his dantian was filled with anger, and he was preparing to receive Lin Mo's attack with all his strength.
"boom!"
A ray of fire suddenly burst out from Lin Mo's sleeve.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the old man with the goatee shook his figure and quickly dodged sideways.
However, something happened suddenly, and he didn't expect Lin Mo to shoot.
Even if he stopped his hand in time to dodge, the hot bullet still passed over his right shoulder, leaving a deep bloody mark.
The old man looked very ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
He shouted angrily: "You bastard! You actually use a foreign gun. You are a martial arts practitioner in vain!"
Lin Mo turned a deaf ear.
Taking advantage of this gap, he turned around and rushed towards Jiang Bingyi behind him again.
However, at this time, a long knife was placed in front of him.
It was Lu Feilong, the tattooed swordsman from the northwest.
Just now the old man blocked Lin Mo's efforts for a short while.
Only then did he have time to rush over to escort him.
Jiang Bingyi hurriedly retreated behind Lu Feilong.
He endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth and said, "Kill him!"
Lu Feilong said calmly: "Okay, but he is a master, so..."
"So what?"
"You have to pay more!"
Jiang Bingyi roared angrily: "Okay, as long as I can kill him, I can do whatever I want!"
"That's what you said!"
Lu Feilong's face lit up.
At this time, the sloppy old Taoist Master Wuchen also rushed over.
Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "Say it first, whoever meets you will have a share!"
"Okay, you stay nearby and help me sweep the formation, and I'll meet this guy!"
After Lu Feilong finished speaking, he took a step forward and drew his knife.
In his hand is a heavy goose-wing knife, also called a golden-backed large ring knife.
The back of the knife is thick, the head is wide, and the body is heavy.
There are nine small holes with copper rings on the back of the knife.
Lu Feilong cupped his hands and said, "Lu Feilong, the northwest sharp swordsman, I heard that your swordsmanship is superb, almost a sword sect, so I came here to learn from you."
"You're too weak, let's go together!"
Lin Mo said slowly.
"You look down on people too much!"
Lu Feilong's face fell instantly.
"Jushi Lu, do you want to come with us?"
Taoist priest Wuchen asked.
"Need not!"
Lu Feilong raised his hand and said.
He stared at Lin Mo.
"I want to see if your skills are as great as your tone!"
In anger, Lu Feilong suddenly rushed out.
I saw him raising his right arm slightly and slashing out with his sword.
hum!
The iron ring hit the blade and made a strong buzzing sound.
The sword light was like a fish leaping up, blooming into brilliant sparkling waves in the air.
This knife is fast, accurate and cruel!