Chapter 227 Extend your face!(1/2)
The old monk whose attention was all focused on the last shadow trembled in his heart and his expression suddenly changed!
He thought that this shadow would also look for opportunities with his life!
But I never expected it!
The last one to create the opportunity will be Chen Sheng!
The death of each Shadow brings no satisfaction to the old monk, but panic!
Although he killed six shadows, he was covered in bruises.
At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate these seemingly vulnerable shadows, especially Chen Sheng, who took the lead!
Chen Sheng took the action without leaving any way out. He slashed at the old monk with one sword!
This is also the best choice for him and Shadow.
Break out of the old monk's fixed thinking logic and caught him off guard!
Otherwise, even if Chen Sheng seized the last chance to win, the old monk was well prepared and might not be able to kill one blow!
Chen Sheng did not hesitate to fight and did not take life and death into his heart at all.
He took action very quickly, so fast that even the old monk was caught off guard!
Puchi!
Chen Sheng slashed out with a knife and cut off one of the old monk's arm on the spot.
The old monk punched him in his chest and abdomen, but he did not retreat with a single step!
Seeing this, Shadow immediately drew its sword and swooped.
Puchi!
A knife slashed on the left shoulder, and the shoulder blade exploded on the spot, and blood splattered!
Bang!
In the severe pain, the old monk raised his leg and kicked the Shadow's two ribs.
Puchi!
The shadow blood squirted wildly, and his body retreated uncontrollably.
Chen Sheng held his shoulder down.
The shadow took advantage of the force and took advantage of the situation and another knife!
The blade was sharp and cut through the old monk's chest!
"I said I'm going to chop you up."
Puchi!
Chen Sheng slashed the old monk in front and slashed straight at the front of the old monk: "Do you think I'm joking?"
thump!
The old monk fell in despair in a pool of blood.
In the courtyard, the smell of blood was strong and pungent. The old monk who fell to the ground was covered in the blade and said that he was killed by a dead body. It was no exaggeration.
"Big Brother."
The shadow breath is chaotic, and even a simple standing movement is extravagant.
His muscles and bones seemed to be broken, and his limbs and bones were as if they were hammered. They were in pain.
"I almost didn't even leave a living."
The last change should be him.
Let Chen Sheng execute the final kill, which is the safest and most certain.
"The master has complained about me recently and wants to demote me to a shadow." Chen Sheng said coldly. "You are going to die, and he just has the chance to suppress me."
"Is it embarrassing to be a shadow?" Shadow slanted Chen Sheng, staggering, half of her body lay on Chen Sheng's shoulder. It was wrong. "Damn, I can't stand firm. Help me."
Chen Sheng raised his numb arms and held the shadow: "When the shadow blows on the wind and rain, it is physical work. I am both wise and brave, and have unparalleled strategies. How can I reduce my identity by myself? Besides, you don't know that I have bad legs and feet. I can't do heavy work."
The shadow cursed and gasped in pain.
"Have you had enough rest?" Chen Sheng said coldly.
"What?" Shadow sarcastically said. "I am now a group of three people, so pay attention to the way you speak."
Chen Sheng let go of his hand in revenge. The shadow staggered again and almost fell.
However, when he saw Chen Sheng walking towards the door, he muttered, "Two old monks will appear inside, you fucking him will give me a knife first."
Chen Sheng opened the door with his arm calmly, and there was no one inside. It was just a grocery room.
Sure enough, this so-called forbidden area is just a cover.
"A fire burned."
Chen Sheng turned his head and walked out of the courtyard. His eyes were cold.
...
Inside the restaurant.
Time passes by every second.
The old monk was calm and took a sip of tea slowly.
According to his estimate, at most one quarter of an hour, good news will come from the apprentice or junior brother.
He estimated that both sides had the strength. A quarter of an hour was enough.
But less than ten minutes later, the restaurant gate was knocked on.
The old monk raised his eyebrows, and a strange color flashed through his eyes.
Too fast.
It seems that Chu Yun’s shadows were not even alarmed by his junior brother.
"Come in." The old monk said lightly.
But after he spoke.
The door was not pushed open.
Even the air fell into a strange silence.
The old monk frowned slightly, and a premonition arose in his heart.
"Come in."
Chu Yun spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
The one who came in was not the old monk's apprentice, nor was the old monk's junior brother.
Instead, a young man with half a face covered in blood and blood, and full of murderous intent.
His eyes were cold and he walked towards Chu Yun calmly.
When Su Mingyue saw this scene, a hint of unbearableness flashed across her eyebrows.
She knew the disfigured young man.
When Chu Yun was hospitalized, she walked out of the building alone.
The man in black who greeted her, protected her, and helped her get into the hospital smoothly was him.
"You scared my wife." Chu Yun looked plain and his thin lips slightly opened. "Turn around."
“Yes, master.”
Chen Sheng turned his head and his waist was straight.
"Tell me." Chu Yun pursed his lips and stood up slowly.
Then, he turned around and came behind Su Mingyue and raised his hand.
Covered her ears.
He did not doubt Su Mingyue's digestive ability.
But he didn't want Su Mingyue to touch some words and some things.
This is blasphemy to her.
"A monk in his forties in the yard. That is to say, your Yin Tang is black and bloody." Chen Sheng turned his back to Chu Yun and said word by word. "I chopped his head."
"Yeah." Chu Yun responded calmly.
The old monk sitting upright on the chair was quite surprised.
If the apprentice dies.
To be continued...