The roof of the tiles sounded, and half of the black shadow popped out from the other side. In an instant, with a bang, the bowl broke open on the black shadow and rolled down from the roof. On the wall, figures flipped over and jumped down into the yard.

Under the wall, someone waved his knife.

"court death"

"Fuck! Someone is still here!"

"Drunk together!"

With a puff, the falling figure was cut by the sword light, the body fell to the ground, and the other black shadows fell, and the next moment, the blood light bloomed in the faint light.

可

The spark of metal collision jumped up, and the nighthawk jumped up and rotated above the man's head. The blade sizzled and dragged it over the other's knife and smeared it on the neck. The moment the body knelt down, his feet fell to the ground, and the steel knife held it diagonally, rushing towards another assassinator.

Step on

Stepping on the falling leaves, the steel knife faced the figure shouting at the opposite side, and it slashed directly at the other party's knife. A sharp sound broke out. The Nighthawk kicked his legs violently. The assassin lost control and flew out backwards and hit a tree. The branches shaking and the leaves fell down. After a breathing moment, he turned around and shouted, "Don't entangle, guard your wife."

Just as he turned around, the swords flashed very quickly in the sight of the Nighthawk. The lynx wandered among the three men in black and screamed in anger.

Ding Ding Ding

Two short blades rolled like blades of electric fans, and the sound of metallic attacks swept open in the black like ripples. The moment Nighthawk shouted that sentence, a short knife sank into the neck of an assassin. As Nighthawk finished speaking, the blade was pulled out and the blood was spewed out in an arc.

"good"

In a short sentence, the lynx put away his knife and avoided a knife. Then another person shouted and stabbed him. The man rushed forward two steps, and the lynx that had already turned around was cleverly grasped his wrist and flew out, hitting the assassin who had just swung a knife. The two of them collided together, making a crisp sound of fracture.

After only seven or eight breaths of fighting, the opponent was already dead and two injured. There were still assassins on the wall. At this time, the two of them walked back. The mountain dog on the other side of the water tank was dancing with a Park knife and entangled with the two. There was not much attack, and Ding Ding Ding Dangdang made a block.

The two men who participated in the joint attack on Shan Dog had relatively light single swords, while the Park Knife in his hand was relatively clumsy and could only barely block the opponent's attack. In the retreat while blocking, Shan Dog's martial arts were still above the two.

"Get out"

Suddenly, he kicked one of the people's chest with a surprisingly strong force. He was kicked out directly with the weapon. With a bang, he hit the water tank, and his body was still carried back with strength.

Wow

The water splashed, and the assassin fell backwards in the water tank. At this time, the Nighthawks rushed over, and the lynx rushed from behind and grabbed the hair of another assassin from behind, put it on the ground and dragged it backwards. He looked fiercely at the more than ten black-clad assassins who were slowly surrounding him.

Nighthawk stepped on a few steps and stepped on the stone steps to cross the steel knife. The mountain dog leaned over and looked at the opposite side with his back to him with vigilant eyes. The lynx dragged an assassin as a hostage. More than a dozen people on the opposite side shook their weapons and stopped. Hesitated in his eyes, and suddenly shouted in the sky: "Don't worry about life and death, kill those three people." A rustling sound, someone stepped on the tiles and ran towards the roof.

The assassins who heard the sound moved their feet and swarmed in. The lynx looked at him, holding a short knife in his back hand and stabbed into the chest of the assassin who was holding it. The other party struggled and then wiped it on his neck. The moment the blood was spurting out, he stood up suddenly, and the corpse on the ground was almost pulled up by him, kicking the back of the corpse and smashing it into the crowd that rushed over.

A piece of green tiles shot down from the roof, and the Nighthawk's sword swung its sword, and the fragments spread out toward the surroundings. Then, the green tiles followed closely, and the sword lights waving on the stone steps, and only the sound of slashing was heard.

The lanterns under the eaves were blown open by scattered tiles. The flames swayed, and the splashed pieces of dust filled the dust. The weapons were rumbling. The assassin who was tilting in the distance had rushed back. When he stepped across the water tank, suddenly, a strong figure pounced down from the roof and rushed over. He waved his arms and hit him.

"Lynx"

"You block the front!!"

When Nighthawk swung his sword, he roared. The blade knocked the opponent in the dust with a snap, and took a step back half a step. The man came out of the dust, wearing a short and half-slanted leather armor. After landing, he waved his fists as big as a bowl, approached again.

"Form a formation, cooperate!" When the nighthawk's voice sounded in an instant, the door behind him slowly opened with a creaking sound.

not good…

Nighthawk seemed to feel that everything had slowed down during this period. The sound came out, and the sword light that swung away touched the other party again. The moment he retreated, the mountain dog rolled on the ground, got up, swept forward with a horizontal knife, trying to use the other party's inability to block his body, and a fatal blow was made.

The fierce man's eyes slid downwards and kicked the ground violently. His body blew into the air with a question of "Embroidered Uniform Guard...". In the swaying darkness, the mountain dog's knife seemed to have a ripple.

Time returns to normal.

Tengkong's body fell to the ground and stumbled towards the door. The leather armor on his lower abdomen was torn apart, and the scorching pain and blood flowed out.

The next second, the wooden door was completely open and the figure of a woman appeared. Seeing the nervous expression of Nighthawks, the strong man looked smug and ferocious on his face, and stepped forward and grabbed the door.

The sound of the scabbard falling to the ground was a pong.

The woman drew her sword and stabbed her across the sky, and even tricked her arms and looked at the other side's door. The man seemed to be on guard for a long time. He turned his hand back and pinched the sword body, curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and felt a little proud.

Suddenly, the white long skirt spread like a lotus, and then closed again. The man's face suddenly turned purple, he staggered back, and quickly jumped out of the eaves to stretch the distance. Then he slammed his legs in the yard and jumped in unbearable to the spot a few times, pointing at the woman at the door with his fingers tremblingly, indescribable pain.

"I've kicked the crotch..." Shangou murmured, and when he saw this scene, he felt a little trembling all over.

"…that's called lifting the vagina." Nighthawk corrected seriously.

The fight in the courtyard stopped when the leader was injured. The lynx's body was spotted with blood, and he whispered: "What should I do?"

Before Nighthawk could reply, the seriously injured leader spoke with his legs clamped and said: "Take the dead and injured brothers with you, let's go!" When he left, there were actually some more concerns in his eyes.

In the courtyard, the silence returned to the silence. The broken lanterns under the eaves burned on a pool of rubble. On the ground in the courtyard, blood clotted into a shallow pool.

Shangou exhaled and threw Park Dao to the ground, leaned against the wall and sat down. A wound on his arm was a bit scary. Fuqian hurriedly entered the house and got some regular medicine bandages to bandage him.

"…Miss, let Nighthawk and the others do it. This is the job of a rough man." Shan Dog moved his body with some taboos.

The woman looked at the wound seriously, moved her hands, and shook her head: "No... I'm very skilled."

On the stone steps, Nighthawk sat there, looking at the woman bandaged her brother, and said, "...It was too dangerous just now. Miss, what you shouldn't have come out. They obviously came for you...it really shouldn't have come out."

On the other side, the bandage was tightened with hands and teeth. The woman raised her head, looked at them gently, and then put the rest into place.

"...Don't worry, my father taught Fu Chi's martial arts skills. Is that sword just now very powerful?"

The lynx was washing his swords on the other side of the water tank and couldn't help laughing: "Yes... the lady's sword stabbed very hard..." Then, his smile calmed down again: "But lady, you only know that sword. If you didn't kick that kick just now, or the other party reacted, the consequences... the fight in the martial arts world is not that simple..."

The nighthawk on the stone steps nodded.

"Okay, Miss, it's still early before dawn. You go back and rest. They won't come back tonight. The three of us will clean up here. Tomorrow, we will find a way to rescue Master Zhou."

"But you guys just now...no, I'll guard tonight."

Shangou shook his newly bandaged arm, "We three big guys, you can get through even if you don't meet your eyes for three days and three nights. Don't worry about us, go back to bed quickly."

Seeing that the three of them were serious and stubborn, the woman nodded, pulled her hair behind her ears, her nose was a little sour, and she still smiled, "Then you can't let you be hungry, then I can make a fire in the kitchen and cook some midnight snacks, I can't refuse!"

The three lynxes opened their mouths, but the woman had already gone down the eaves to the kitchen behind. The mountain dog leaned against the wall, looked at the top with wide eyes wide open, and laughed twice: "Madam... What a good woman, I want to find a wife to get married."

"I have a little bit... like my wife, there should be some. It's not difficult to find it. After this mission, let's go find it together." Lynx put away his sword and walked over.

Shangou turned his head and smiled, his expression dimmed, staring at the open door ahead, "Forget it... Let's lick blood on the edge of the knife. I don't know if I will die one day. Don't harm other good girls. Go to the kiln and have fun in time. If you die, you will be a happy ghost."

"If you are good, you will be taken away by your mother." Nighthawk picked up the broken tiles and threw them at the other party's feet. "If you have time to think about these things, it's better to think about what kind of guys you can deal with Master Zhou and your wife."

The lynx leaned against the pillar of the stone steps, frowned slightly, and said softly: "I think it might be Zhao Dongzhi from the Thunder Gang. When I talked to Master Zhou before, I heard that my tone was wrong, but I didn't expect that aspect."

"Where is the motivation?" Nighthawk looked at him.

"I didn't know... We came here to settle down, and this person was also helping us. This sudden turn was unexpected. To be honest, I don't want to believe it was this old guy."

"But he is the most suspicious and capable. Who dares not buy his account in Ping County?"

While they were talking, Fuqi walked through the backyard and walked into the kitchen, squatted down, looked at the flames that were growing in the stove, and passed the fire inward, tears suddenly slid across her cheeks.

"The three of them are good people... Dad, you must not have anything to do. Fuqi and the three elder brothers will definitely find a way to save you."
Chapter completed!