"It's gone! It's gone!"

"Wow, the water tank in the yard is out of water. Everyone, run away!"

This was originally a spacious martial arts hall with a high-walled courtyard. There were also sandbags, wooden stakes and other objects used in martial arts practice. At this time, it burned down in case of fire, and the noise was scary.

There were clear voices shouting everywhere, obviously it was the same person, but they seemed to be everywhere, and there were continuous explosions and bursts of strange smoke.

Fang Xiwen relied on his agility to move quickly along the courtyard wall, throwing firecrackers and small-power fire pellets into the corner. It looked very powerful, but in fact it had no lethality. It was mainly used to scare away the servants in the courtyard;

Secondly, thick smoke was everywhere, and even the powerful bow and crossbow lost its accuracy, making it difficult to aim at him who was moving at high speed.

Seeing that the whole courtyard was in chaos and the crowd dispersed, he turned over and got off the eaves, throwing out a few slower servants with a crisp movement, and then rushed to join Jiang Xingchu.

...

...

Wing room in the inner courtyard.

At this time, the room was dark, and strong snoring sounded like sawing wood. The twig incense burner in the corner shone dimly, and the air was filled with a strange fragrance.

This is the residence of Zhong Zhirui, one of the deputy leaders of the Black Panther Hall.

At this time, a girl in black tights jumped onto the beam, and her shadow quickly reached the top of the big bed as if she was submerged in the darkness.

Boom!

There was a loud noise outside the hospital, and he suddenly woke up. Just as he was about to sit up from the bed, he found that he could no longer move.

Countless silk threads flew towards him, some pierced his chest, some wrapped around his limbs, and some wrapped around his neck, binding him tightly.

The figure fell silently to the bedside. He was not masked, had a delicate face, and his eyes were as cold as ice. He was holding a few pieces of paper and was reading, "Zhong Zhirui, forty-two years old.

A woman who once possessed her husband by force, and then beat her three-year-old son alive to death in front of her, is a crime worthy of death."

"Who are you! What did you do to me!"

Jiang Xingchu ignored his question. After reading the words very quickly, he pulled hard in front of the other party's horrified eyes!

The thread tightened, his neck was strangled, and his headless body knelt on the ground.

After killing one person, Jiang Xingchu kept walking and flew quickly, killing several deputy hall leaders before they could join together.

These deputy hall masters are all around the fourth level of cultivation. When they confuse the public and seize the upper hand, the battle will be a one-sided massacre.

After the charges are read out, any extra second spent is considered a waste.

Some of these people had their throats cut, some had their hearts ripped out, and some had their eyes pierced...

Each of them died miserably, but they all maintained a kneeling posture, facing each other, as if the corpses were confessing, bloody and strange.

The one who was left to the end by Jiang Xingchu was a weak man who ran the slowest and had no martial arts skills.

When the figure of the man in black fell in front of him, the man knew that he was facing a dead end, so he prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed several times, "Woman, I have an old mother in bed at home, and a lonely wife and children.

I’m not begging the heroine for her life, I’m just asking you to send these banknotes to them after you kill me?

Half of them will be paid for by you!"

Bang bang bang!

This polite man took out a stack of banknotes and knocked his head until his head was bleeding. However, Jiang Xingchu did not stop pronouncing the sentence, "Yin Yundeng, twenty-six years old.

He was blackmailed by the hall master as a female member of his family, and took up the position of accountant in Black Panther Hall, managing personnel deployment, handling of stolen money, etc., and covered up many actions.

If you cannot help yourself, your sin will not lead to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright silk thread fell down, and the five fingers of the man's left hand were cut off, and the pain was beyond recognition.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu popped the pain-relieving elixir into his mouth, pulled the thread in his hand, took the banknotes and property on the ground, rolled them into a ball and stuffed them over, "Exit through the side door."

Hearing this, the man hurriedly kowtowed twice and crawled out.

Snap, snap, snap!

"The grudges are clear and the methods are cruel. The iron-faced judge lives up to his reputation!"

Suddenly, heavy applause sounded, with a deep voice, and a huge shadow blocked the front door and squeezed into the room step by step.

This is a fat man, like a walking mountain of flesh.

He appears to be very tall, and his facial features are quite regular when viewed separately, but the rings of fat make his face look out of shape, and his eye sockets are deeply sunken and swollen, giving him the appearance of a long-term indulgence.

The leader of the Black Panther Hall, Cheng Ruowen, has opened his seven orifices!

"You're finally here." Jiang Xingchu looked at him, like a spider starting to close its web, a hunter finally waiting for his prey, smiling happily.

"It is rumored that the Iron-faced Judge is very beautiful, and today it turned out to be true. The women Cheng has known in his whole life are not as good as Miss Jiang."

The master of the hall talks elegantly and has a magnetic voice. When he closes his eyes, he looks like a handsome young man.

When he was young, he was a veteran of flowers, and he charmed countless girls. Even when his home was being taken away, he could still chat with them in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu lowered his head and glanced at the brown paper in his hand, raised his eyes and smiled, "I think Hall Master Cheng must have been very good-looking when he was young."

"Why do you say this?"

"Thirteen years ago, you disappeared suddenly for a period of time." She raised the paper in her hand with a smile. "I heard that you fell into the hands of an evil cultivator with a good reputation in Longyang and was tortured.

After a few months of living together, he escaped. From then on, his temperament changed drastically and he began to raise prostitutes and take pleasure in torturing them."

"That's nonsense!" Cheng Ruowen flicked his sleeves and robe, his face glowed, and he said with a lewd smile, "Witch, I want you to know for yourself!"

He waved a pair of fleshy palms like cattail fans, and a strong wind gradually began to rise, and his fierce intentions were deliberate but not revealed.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu suddenly suppressed all smiles and his eyes darkened, "Do you really think someone will come to save you?"

"..."

"The older you get in the world, the less courage you have. You knew you couldn't secure me, so you did what I wanted and delayed the time. Little did you know that even the fire outside was extinguished and no one came."

"What a joke, are you saying that the Dajiang Gang is vegetarian?!" Cheng Ruowen was not annoyed after being told that, he just asked sharply.

"Master Cheng, you can just deceive yourself by saying this.

You have done so much dirty work for the Dajiang Gang and know so many secrets, they really want you to die here!"

The Black Panther Hall is a martial arts school on the surface, but because of too many evil deeds and the top management being rotten, it has become so notorious that it has backfired on the Ojiang Gang.

As a gray gang that is both good and evil, the Dajiang Gang is naturally not willing to completely fall to the Demon Cult.

The fire outside is for them to see.

"Not to mention the six doors, they are absolutely willing to hand you in as a performance." Jiang Xingchu turned over the brown paper in his hand without raising his head, "The Jiang family, after you raped the second young master, they have already become your mortal enemies.

Already..."

The girl flipped through the long paper and counted them one by one. Seeing Cheng Ruowen's face getting worse and worse, she raised her eyes and smiled, "My wives are afraid of you, my children are afraid of you, you have enemies on all sides, and your subordinates are at odds with you..."

.In the end, he will die in the hands of me, a demon witch.

What are you living for in this life?"

Hearing this, he could no longer maintain his calm posture, and the fat on his face trembled suddenly, "I am young and successful, and I will be rich all my life!"

"Can you take it with you?"

"I was born handsome, and half my life I was romantic!"

"Besides what satisfies you, what else is left?"

Jiang Xingchu really looked at him with pity, "Your life is empty, your whole person is like rotten wood rotting from the inside out.

Even those places that boast of being proud are maggots crawling out of hollows.

As we have been talking for so long, is there anyone who will come to save you?"

Hearing this, Cheng Ruowen was startled for a moment. He didn't believe it at first, and then looked around suddenly.

Many times, people need an accident to get to know themselves or others.

Just like before the fire broke out, Cheng Ruowen had no idea that no one around him wanted him to live.

"Shut up, you witch!!"

A sworn brother, a loyal subordinate, a considerate wife——

Not coming, not coming, no one is coming!!

I saw that fat body rushing out like a cannonball, bursting out with incomparable speed, and waving a pair of fleshy palms like the wind, hitting Jiang Xingchu head-on!

"Witch, look at me capturing you alive," Cheng Ruowen's eyes flashed, his throat sounded, and his teeth clenched: "I want to taste you before I die!"

Boom!

Before he could take a few steps, a fire dragon broke through the wall and slammed its head into his stomach!

The fire dragon rises in the sky!

This is Fang Xiwen's favorite move to start with. After combining it with Luoxu Fugue, he can already execute this sword while moving, which is a combination of dexterity and domineering!

"Even a demonic witch like me has someone to save me~"

Looking at his tall and upright figure, Jiang Xingchu's eyes were bright, and he turned over and jumped onto the beam, disappearing.
To be continued...