As soon as the words fell, Qidao shadow flashed out of the alley!

Seven people held a dagger, and the cold mang was shot in his eyes, and he scolded:

"You are Wang Chen!"

"Surprove the green jadeite in your hand, spare you to die!"

Wang Chen was surprised, spreading his hands:

"I can't think of me after buying green jadeite, it has attracted so much killing."

"You talk to me, what is the effect of green jadeite?"

The black -haired man headed by scolding:

"Let you hand over green jadeite, not to let you talk nonsense!"

"Believe or not, I crush your tongue!"

Wang Chen's eyes were cold and sneered a few times:

"I refuse!"

"Try it with courage!"

Seven people were furious and waved the dagger in their hands.

Kill to Wangchen!

Even when both feet strode on the ground, the ground shook slightly!

Qingye inner strength Mid -term martial arts!

Wang Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, helplessly:

"A group of useless wastes, incompetent generations."

"In the mid -term in the district, the arrogance is arrogant?"

Talking.

Wang Chen's figure has already passed the seven people and came behind them.

at the same time!

Seven people dare not stare at each other, covering their necks with each other.

At the neck, the blood was sprayed out!

They couldn't even see Wang Chen's tricks.

All fall to the ground!

Wang Chen was wanting to squat down, searching for the objects of seven people to confirm the identity.

Suddenly, the eyes quickly locked the end of the alley:

"Who are you?"

A man with a thin body and a shameful eyes came from secret.

The man sneer:

"The seven dark golden guards are so miserable in your hands."

"It seems that your strength is really good!"

"It's worth letting me shot!"

Wang Chen was surprised, and subconsciously put his eyes on the seven corpses.

Is it a dark Jinwei?

Master, once said that Dark Golden Guard is a special organization in foreign countries who collect money.

As long as the money is enough, it is God, and it will also kill you.

It can be described as poor!

Wang Chen turned around and stared at the thin man again:

"Why, you also come from the Dark Golden Guard?"

The thin man pulled out a poisonous dagger from his waist, and his eyes played:

"Non -non -or not, I am not an ordinary dark gold guard can be compared with."

"I just said straight, I came for the green jadeite, and the blue jadeite, I don’t kill you!"

Wang Chen couldn't help laughing, and waved his hand:

"I really can't think of what magic power is the green jadeite, and the source of energy is constantly attracting Er to come and send it to death."

"If you want to make a shot, you can get a shot. I kill you with your fingers."

Slender man's eyes are gloomy and gritted:

"Arrogant!"

"Lao Tzu will send you to Xitian now!"

During the talk, the thin man holding a poisonous dagger actually erupted the realm of the end of the inner strength!

The breath is extremely magnificent, just like the bright moon on the sea, the tide is rolling, sweeping.

Wang Chen shook his head slightly:

"How to compete with the dragon with the power of the ants?"

Then, just said it.

Next second!

Wang Chen's figure flashed again!

When he appeared, he didn't leave his head.

And the thin man, before the violence, looked at his empty chest.

In my mind, there is only one thought.

So strong!

Flutter, the man fell to the ground and died.

Half an hour later.

A few figures appeared, staring at the corpse on the ground, all frowned.

One of them is a big scared color:

"How can this be so? Even the 98th master of the Dark Guard List died in his hands!"

"This person's strength is unpredictable. It seems that you must not chase easily!"

The other person sinks:

"Yes, we must notify the senior management as soon as possible to help them help each other."

"In any case, at the expense of the price, you must also take away the green jade!"

Nympho

Fengxue Villa headquarters.

The owner Elongjiang's expression was as embarrassing as he drank.

Bunch on the table in front of you!

Bang!

Smash a big pit.

Regardless of his blood flow, he murmured in the mouth of Elongjiang, his expression of hate.

Son Eya came over quickly and lowered his voice:

"Father, Xionglong died in the hands of Wangchen."

"He brought all the warriors, thugs, and all died."

Elongjiang stood angrily, paced back and forth, and finally anger could not be contained:

"This person is so damn!"

"Dare to break my wings, kill me!"

"I want to let him fight!"

E Li's expression revealed a bit of vigilance, sinking:

"Father, I have to admit that we have encountered a strong enemy."

"The damn mixing, strong strength, is difficult to match for ordinary warriors."
To be continued...