If you want to talk about Kung Fu, Yan San couldn't even catch up with Jiang Yang, and this was not his strength at all.

There was a blockage in front and a pursuer behind... However, Yan San did not regret it. Li Shirong and the four maids around her entered the box and talked to Master Qinglong, Yang Xiaotian and others. It was his only chance. If he did not steal the sword spirit, he would not even think about it once Li Shirong took the sword spirit away and returned to the Dajiang League.

At this time, Yan San's light skills were seen. His feet were pressing against the wall of the corridor, and his body was almost 180 degrees parallel to the ground, and he was running like that. Before the people in the corridor could react, Yan San had already jumped over. When he arrived at the window, let alone the third floor, even on the fourth floor, Yan San dared to jump down directly. In that way, he could get out of the trap.

Who would have thought that a middle-aged man, who was over 1.90 meters tall and strong, swept his head with a long-handled axe in his hand and swept his head. His shaved bald head had a hideous scar on his forehead. Perhaps it was related to the needle at that time, leaving a scar in the shape of a "king", giving people a kind of oppressive momentum.

He is the war tiger among the twelve zodiac signs of Dajiang League.

Yan San had no choice but to avoid it. Suddenly, he stretched out his hands and hugged the long-handled axe, and smashed it hard towards the wall. At this moment, his feet hit the wall and flipped out in the air again. However, for a moment of stopping, the others surrounded him and he immediately fell into the siege.

If this continues, let alone escape, he will even have to tell him to be here.

Yan San took out a knife in his hand, which was very thin, narrow and small, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a small blade. However, he waved very quickly, and poked over two disciples of the Dajiang League in succession. His body rose into the air, jumped to the handrail of the stairs, and stood on it with his feet and slipped down the road.

That's it, let him escape?

The Great Master Qinglong shook his hand, and the hidden robe on his body was like a bright red auspicious cloud covering Yan San. At the same time, Yang Xiaotian, Liu Yanghua and others also took action. One used a three-pointed two-edged sword, the other shook his hand and threw out a few flying knives. There were several disciples of the Dajiang League who vowed to kill Yan San.

On the second floor, there was also a Li Shirong who had no expression on his face and had murderous intent in his eyes. Yan San complained secretly in his heart, and turned over and jumped down from the railing on the third floor. This was a rotating staircase that could directly fall into the hall on the first floor. Perhaps, Li Shirong was waiting for this moment and set off his sword like lightning.

The small knife in Yan San's hand slashed on the wall and flipped his body in the air. After a moment of pause, three swords fell to nothing, and two swords stabbed Yan San's body, and blood immediately sprayed out. Thump! Yan San fell to the ground and felt pain all over his body.

The disciples of Dajiang League in the hall all surrounded them.

At this time, let alone Yan San was injured, even at the peak, he could not escape. What should I do? It was nothing if he died himself, but the sword spirit could not take it away. Yan San gritted his teeth and kept rolling on the ground, trying to break through the siege. However, the opponent had many people and surrounded him on the third floor of the inner and third floors of the outer floor. When Li Shirong, the Great Master Qinglong, Yang Xiaotian, Zhan Hu and others came over, it was the time for him to die.

Two fists cannot match four hands, and a good tiger cannot resist a group of evil wolves.

The thief Yan San was stabbed twice more, and the roaring voice of the Qinglong Master came from his ear: "Kill, kill him for me."

These disciples of Dajiang League were even more fierce while waving their swords.

The thief Yan San felt that his strength was taking time a little bit, and I'm afraid he couldn't hold on for long. He never dreamed that he would die here. If he had another chance to start over like this, would he still do this? Yes, he would definitely do it. Even if he died here tragically, he would not regret it.

The only regret is that I can't kill Xiao Maitreya Li Mi and Gu Daji, the pair of dogs... Suddenly, a few screams came from the crowd, and a low voice shouted: "Yan San, go quickly, I'll carry it."

"Yu Zecheng?"

"Go away."

While these people rushed forward, Yu Zecheng smashed a window and then rushed up. The attention of these disciples of the Dajiang League was all focused on Yan San. Who would have thought that someone would stab the knife in the back? After chopping several people over, Yu Zecheng finally rushed into the person, grabbed Yan San and threw it out.

Yan San flipped in the air and rolled on the ground for a while, and escaped from the crowd.

Yu Zecheng was deeply surrounded and shouted, "Yan San, don't worry about me, tell Huo Qing and let him avenge me and Yu."

"good……"

Now is not the time to act emotionally.

Yan San stomped his feet, jumped several times in a row, and jumped out of the window.

This scene made Li Shirong, the great master of Qinglong, Liu Yanghua, Yang Xiaotian, Zhan Hu and others very angry. Under their noses, the thief Yan San escaped. If this was spread, it would be strange if the people on Daoer laughed at him. The more this happened, the more they hated Yu Zecheng. If it weren't for Yu Zecheng, Yan San would have died under the knife and became a lonely ghost.

Master Qinglong said angrily: "You all dodge, I want to kill him myself."

"Come on, come on."

Yu Zecheng's body was stained with blood, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he stared at Master Qinglong fiercely. All the people around him were out of touch and surrounded Yu Zecheng in the middle.

Step by step, the Great Master Qinglong asked while walking, "Tell me, did you kill Xuanwu?"

"right."

"Why do you do this?"

"Why? Haha, Qinglong, I want to ask you, why did you sneak attack Master Yu? Who instructed you to do this?"

The more I talked, the more excited I became, the more angry I became. Yu Zecheng shouted: "Yu Master asked me to betray him to deceive Xuanwu's trust. I just wanted to find out the truth of the matter... Haha, you also asked Xuanwu and others to kill Huo Qing. Yes, it was killed, and I cut Xuanwu over with one knife."

The Master Qinglong had a blue face and said coldly: "I think you are seeking death."

"If you die, die, what's the big deal? I've long wanted to follow Master Yu."

"I want you to survive and die."

Master Qinglong flew up to Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng had been waiting for this moment, and slashed hard at the head of Master Qinglong. Master Qinglong sneered, shook his hidden robe, and wrapped around the blade like a dragon. Before Yu Zecheng could react, a trembling energy came from the blade, which made him unable to help but let go of his hand.

Master Qinglong took advantage of the situation and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Yu Zecheng screamed and turned his back and went out.

Master Qinglong said coldly: "Catch him up and immerse him in the dungeon. I want him to taste the taste of leeches."

Among the twelve zodiac signs of Dajiang League, Maotu Liang Mianmian is a girl with a weak figure. She is very low-key and doesn't like to talk. She lives with some small animals all day long. Leech is a mutated leech she developed. It is extremely fierce. Although it is as small as a small finger, it is as greedy as a jackal and has a huge appetite. They not only suck blood, but also swallow flesh and blood. You can imagine what it feels like.

Yu Zecheng struggled and shouted, "Qinglong, if you have sex, kill me. What kind of man is this..."

Those disciples from Dajiang League kicked him a few times and lifted him down.

On the first floor of Longheng Entertainment Club, there is a very ordinary private room. After pressing the switch on the wall, a deep, dark basement immediately revealed, and a wet smell was coming. This is a dark river that leads directly to the East China Sea, with several speedboats docking on the shore.

There was a place next to it that was circled with dense fine nets, with a few wood standing in the middle. These disciples of Dajiang League put on water and tied Yu Zecheng to a piece of wood. Yu Zecheng was very frightened, struggling, and shouting. However, even if the shouting of the sky was broken, it would be useless. By the time the disciples of Dajiang League turned around and left, many leeches had crawled on Yu Zecheng and kept biting his thighs.

How can this be suffered by people?

Yu Zecheng screamed in terror, his voice extremely terrifying.

These disciples of Dajiang League seemed to be accustomed to it and sneered: "Don't worry, the water just flooded your thighs and would not take your life."

"Those who betray Dajiang League, this is what you deserve."

"Let's go, brothers."

They turned around and were about to leave, and Yu Zecheng said tremblingly: "Please... please, give me some fun."

Have fun? A disciple of Dajiang League sneered: "We will give you happiness, and we will be the ones who are thrown into the water prison."

"Save...save me..."

"You're asking for it."

These disciples of Dajiang League finally walked out.

Krakka, when the floor is closed, the water prison becomes an isolated place. It is pitch black and quiet, as if you can hear the sound of leeches biting flesh and blood.

The seawater contains a lot of salt. When the leech bites off the flesh and blood of people, the seawater soaks the wound, which is even more uncomfortable than cutting it into pieces. Unfortunately, Huo Qing doesn't know these things yet. He and Kento Okamura, Luo Jingang, and Jiangyang are hiding at the dock of the East China Sea port, looking at the river surface, quietly waiting for the cargo ship to dock.

Huo Qing looked at the time and asked, "Mr. Okamura, it should be coming soon, right? Why is there no movement yet?"

Since the chain with the Han family was removed, this is the first business of the Black Dragon Association. Kento Okamura is even more nervous and excited than Huo Qing. He seemed to be persuading Huo Qing, but also seemed to be persuading himself. He said, "It's okay, what can happen? The brothers of the Boat Gang are all your people?"

"right."

"Then don't have to be afraid. No one knows my secret line."

"That's good, that's good."

After waiting for a while, Huo Qing's cell phone ring suddenly rang. It was Chen Yanran called and said in a deep voice: "Are you still in the Donghai Port?"

"Yes, I'm here."

"Yan San is back. He was hit by Li Shirong's two swords. His injuries are quite serious. Don't worry, I have sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment. Director Liu said that it is nothing serious. He stole the sword spirit for you."

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