I was woken up by Fatty Wang's roar, and then I realized his embarrassment at that time. It is also known that the metal man suddenly appeared was only about one meter high, while Fatty Wang was a strong man nearly 1.8 meters tall. His fist position could only hit about one meter five, so he was almost half-squatting at this time, resisting the metal man.

However, it would be fine if it was just like this. Generally, when fighting against the enemy, both sides were both good at attacking and defense. However, the metal man in front of him only attacked but not defended. Even if Fatty Wang waved his legs and hit him on the body, it would only feel that itched on the mosquito. And every time it punched, Fatty Wang had to turn over and avoid it in a mess.

I gritted my teeth, picked up the flashlight and prepared to go out to find the person who had just blown the whistle.

But the metal man didn't know how to determine the "enemy" direction. As soon as I moved, its golden body spanned a few steps, directly blocking the door of the stone house, making me dare not take another step forward.

"His grandma, don't force Fatty Master, I'm angry?" Fatty Wang roared angrily, and a bed leg made the sky dance. "Bang", "Bang" swing the metal man's arms twice, and then he twisted his waist and flew his right foot to his chest.

With a dull "dong", the metal man was kicked back a few steps. Fatty Wang rushed over, held the bed legs in his hands, and "huhu" hit the metal man's head vigorously.

This bed leg makes it smooth and smooth. If you really get hit, even if the metal man is undefeated, he will have to take off a layer of skin.

But just as the bed legs were about to hit the head of the metal man, a whistle suddenly sounded in the corridor outside. At the same time, the metal man's "clang" sounded like a golden gong. Then his arms grew, and his fists spread flat to the palms the size of a palm fan, and slapped it with golden palm shadows, as if he was flying towards the face of Fatty Wang and I like a long-armed arhat.

Fatty Wang was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, and I rolled and crawled to avoid the palm prints all over the sky. Then after a while, I realized that two metal chains flew out of the metal man's wrist, driving his palms to fight.

For a moment, I felt that my palm was as heavy as a mountain, but it was as fast as a geese, flying up and down like a flower butterfly, dazzling me.

"Cao, are you still playing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Fatty Wang screamed strangely, waving his legs to try to twist the chain on the metal man's arm. But as soon as the two collided, the palm at the end of the chain turned directly, and then the five fingers merged, and a "boom" sound was printed on his chest.

This palm was heavy and slapped Fatty Wang and his legs with the bed.

The man was still in the air, and another palm came, and the one who opened the monument and cracked the stone hit Fatty Wang again.

For a moment, "dong" and "dong" sounds sounded one after another, and the flying palm slapped eight palms on Fatty Wang's chest. The latter flew up like fallen leaves in autumn. Before it landed, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and countless peach blossoms bloomed in the air. Fatty Wang was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall of the room without knowing whether it was alive or dead.

When I saw Fatty Wang fall to the ground after a meeting, I felt extremely sad and angry, so I rushed forward to fight the metal man.

But the metal man's palms became more and more anxious as he danced, and the golden afterimages were clustered, as if several golden-toned bird screens were opened in the stone room. I was shocked to see it, and forgot to avoid it for a moment.

Just as the golden palm was about to slap my body, my ankle was suddenly grabbed, and then I fell to the ground unsteadily, causing the palm to slap.

I was about to speak, but I saw blood on the corner of my mouth, and shook my head at me. At the same time, he slapped me directly in the face.

I don't understand what he is doing, but the slap of this guy was very heavy and directly slapped me.

With my scream, a whistle sounded again from outside the corridor. At the same time, the metal man had a "click" and stood still.

Fatty Wang's face was pale, but a hint of despicableness was revealed in his eyes. He pointed to the ground and signaled me to lie on it. Only then did I realize that he wanted us to pretend to be injured and attracted the person outside to come in.

I hurriedly lay down with my eyes closed, and not long after, there was a sound of talking outside the room.

"Sect Master, Fatty Wang and that kid were caught." The voice was sarcastic and strange, and it sounded like the short man from the 12th Palace of the Qing Dynasty.

"Go in and take a look!" A low voice sounded. Then, footsteps sounded outside, as if someone had come in from outside.

Soon, someone walked up to us carefully and bent down to check the bodies of Fatty Wang and I.

"I've fainted." The short man shouted outside.

"Turn them out." The man outside said.

The short man agreed and started to move my body. Soon I felt that I was dragged out of the room and then thrown onto the ground of the corridor. Then the short man went back to drag Wang Fatty.

I didn't dare to open my eyes, for fear that someone would find us pretending to be unconscious and get a knife. Soon, Fatty Wang was also pulled out and threw it next to me.

"Sect Master, what should I do next? Bring them..." the short man asked, but he stopped halfway through his words.

I was wondering, but the next moment I felt a warm liquid dripping on my face. I quietly opened my eyelids, but suddenly I found a black narrow light on my short chest.

It was a black knife, pulling blood to seep out of the short man's body. The short man shook his sway and threw himself on me.

At this time, a voice rang out coldly from outside the corridor: "If you want to move them, you have to ask me whether I agree or not!"

This voice is Sun Guofu! Didn’t he go to the prison? Why did he appear here?

I hurriedly opened my eyes and sat up to look around, but only Sun Guofu, who was standing at the end of the corridor, did not see the sect leader in the short man's mouth.

"Aren't you coming out yet?" Sun Guofu suddenly called, and at the same time he raised his hand again, and another black knife flew out, shooting only toward the upper part of the corridor.

With a muffled "kneel", the black knife was knocked away and pierced deeply into the ground.

At the same time, a black shadow flipped down from the corridor and landed skillfully on the ground facing me.

I saw that the man was covered with strange bones hanging from his body, shining with shiny lights, some like plates, some like ribs, and some simply "reinforced steel bones" with springs.

Although this sturdy iron bone is a special shape, each piece is fitted with a fitting and fitting. It is not even unnecessary to him, nor does it feel cumbersome. On his legs, knees and shins, there are several thick and thin steel springs, with the textures on it as evenly textured. A small pulley is inlaid in the steel iron bones of his left arm, and a thin rope is tightly wrapped around the wheel. The organic spring is restrained behind the wheel, and a steel tip with a barbed steel is pressed in front of the wheel, which looks like a sleeve arrow with a box, and it looks like a carpenter's hanging line ink bucket. However, the wrists of his right arm are square, round, pointed and flat, and are connected and escaped. Although they are still lifes, they are glittering on his wrist, as if as long as he shakes his hand, these parts will leaps and turn into sharp weapons.

He had a mask on his face, which made me unable to see clearly what he looked like. However, from his exposed eyes, I could tell that this was a bloodthirsty and cruel character.

"Zhang Qiling's black knife? Have you seen him?" The man glanced at me, then turned around and pointed to the black knife on the ground.
Chapter completed!