Ah Rong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly grabbed the steering wheel and shifted into reverse gear to retreat.
But I didn't expect it to hit the front of the car behind with a clang.
Ah Rong picked up the pager and said, "There are experts in front of you, please step back first!"
Unexpectedly, intermittent sounds came from the pager.
"Brother Rong, the road behind is also blocked!"
Look through the rearview mirror.
There was a person sitting on the roof of the car at the back, his face smeared with white and bright red blush.
The whole person looked like a paper-cut figure in a funeral parlor. Even if it was seen in broad daylight, it still made people feel shocked.
There were Shilaohui disciples behind him who didn't waste any time and just pulled out their guns and shot.
The scary-looking man smashed the skylight with one palm and pulled out a person who stood in front of him.
The gunfire suddenly stopped!
Everyone in the car behind jumped out and looked warily at the two people blocking the road ahead and behind.
"Hey hey hey..."
A sinister laughter came from the mouth of the white-faced and red-cheeked man at the back.
"I didn't expect that old guy's calculations were quite accurate. He did not hesitate to use Liao Laitou's life to fish out the ninth son of the Ten Guys Club! I'm afraid Di Lao will cry like a fool this time!"
Ah Rong looked nervously at the two people in front and behind him, his face as gloomy as water.
Looking at the sheep-handled man with a whip in his arms, he said, "The backbone of the old generation of strongmen, the shepherd swordsman!"
Turning his head to look at the pale man, he continued, "The backbone of the older generation of strong men, Ghost Thirteen!"
Wang Han was stunned when he heard these two names, "Aren't these two people rumored to have been in Lop Nur for a long time?"
Arong shook his head, "I don't know. Recently, many people who have disappeared have appeared in the world."
Wang Han thought of the fifth god prince he met in the Great Cold Kingdom before.
The Fifth Divine Lord was once one of the missing people, but he didn't expect to be alive.
At that time, people from the Pang family wanted to kill Wang Han.
Wang Han stared at these two people, as if he smelled a conspiracy.
The shepherd knifeman held the pot helmet in his hand and chewed every bite very carefully. He drank a sip of water and ate a mouthful of pot helmet, with a satisfied look on his face, as if he was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.
At the end of the meal, I dumped the dregs from my palm and raised my head to eat it. After chewing for a long time, I swallowed and drank some water. People who have never experienced famine will not experience this effect.
"Little kid, close your eyes, uncle strikes very quickly." The shepherd swordsman said while holding the whip.
Qi Pill wrapped around Wang Han's finger, and Qi Ping was held in Wang Han's hand.
Wang Han will have to fight for a while if he is in one transformation state. If there are two transformation states, Wang Han will only get beaten.
The swordsman shepherd hung the kettle on his waist, and at that moment, the whip in his hand made a cracking sound.
The two people were four or five meters apart.
The whip in the sword shepherd's hand seemed to attack regardless of distance. The tip of the whip arrived in an instant. Only then did Wang Han see clearly. There was a knife hanging on the tip of the whip, a small knife only more than ten centimeters long.
Wang Han tried his best to avoid the knife.
But unexpectedly, there was another sound of whips being drawn out.
Wang Han tried his best to move his position and saw a ball of blood coming out of his armpit.
At the same time as he attacked with the whip, a whip condensed with Qi body was whipped towards Wang Han. If Wang Han had been slower, his heart would have been blown out.
The swordsman shepherd's dark face showed no expression, he just looked at Wang Han silently.
Snap!
The whip was struck again!
Wang Han was smart this time. While dodging the whip, he held the Qi bottle with one hand and inserted it from his armpit to absorb the Qi body!
Bang!
A dent over one meter long and as thick as an arm was directly pulled out from one side of the car, and all the paint on it was cracked.
Mu Swordsman looked at the Qi bottle in Wang Han's hand, and his expression changed for the first time.
Greed shone in his eyes.
Ah Rong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he definitely couldn't be tougher.
"Brother Ninth, you have good driving skills. You can just drive out and I'll stay and drag you!"
Wang Han wiped the blood from his ribs and said, "Punch it with a hammer and both ends will be blocked."
"What should we do?"
Wang Han wiped the blood from the wound, took off his coat and wrapped it around his upper body, "What else can be done? Life comes from desperate situations! You take the people to drag Gui Shisan, and I will deal with this shepherd's sword.
guest!"
Ah Rong wiped his nose with the back of his hand and said, "Fight!"
"Get ready for a fight!" Arong took off his coat and threw it on the ground. His Qi body emerged and rushed towards Ghost Thirteen.
The disciples of the Shilaohui all rushed towards Ghost Thirteen.
Wang Han took a deep breath, moved forward instead of retreating, and rushed towards the swordsman shepherd.
The shepherd swordsman was sitting on the roadside, holding a whip in his arms.
"court death!"
Snap!
The whip is coming!
Wang Han endured the pain and took a whip, and the Qi bottle in his hand once again swallowed up the Qi body whip that sneaked up from behind.
The shepherd swordsman looked at Wang Han with a half-smile, "It's interesting!"
The distance between Wang Han and Mu Swordsman is getting closer and closer.
The swordsman was still indifferent, and he whipped the whip in his hand again.
The whip in the arms is responsible for the main attack, and the Qi body whip hidden in the dark will pop out from nowhere and whip.
Wang Han was whipped again, and a ball of blood exploded from his shoulder. The Qi body whip that came out from the right was once again put into the Qi bottle by Wang Han.
The distance between the two people has shortened to less than two meters.
Wang Han's smile appeared.
The Qi bottle in his hand was suddenly thrown towards the swordsman shepherd's face!
Unexpectedly, the shepherd pulled a pair of palm-sized cymbals from his waist!
choke!
A harsh sound suddenly came out.
Wang Han was in a daze, his pupils were dilated, and the Qi bottle in his hand was missing.
The long gray hair of the shepherd swordsman was waving at the temples, and he was smiling, "He is a good young man, calm and decisive. It's a pity."
Talking room.
The whip in the swordsman's hand was swung at Wang Han again.
A bloody hole appeared in Wang Han's abdomen and he stumbled backwards, almost falling off the cliff beside the highway.
The swordsman finally got up!
"Hey! Leave it to me!" Ghost Thirteen's sinister laughter came out.
Arong, who was seriously injured, slashed at Ghost Thirteen with the specially made kitchen knife in his hand, but it only hit nothing!
Ghost Thirteen will be there in the blink of an eye.
One hand was raised, holding thirteen ice charms between his fingers!
He patted Wang Han's eyebrows completely!
Ghost Thirteen laughs wildly!
The pupils of Wang Han's eyes instantly became dilated, his pupils dilated, and his head tilted back.
Ghost Thirteen grabbed Wang Han's neck and lifted him up.
A sinister smile appeared on that pale and horrifying face painted with blush.
Wang Han's two feet were hanging on the cliff.
"How could I let him die so easily? Di Lao made my life worse than death back then! Today I will let his disciples go through it again!"
"Brother Ninth!" Ah Rong shouted and rushed towards Wang Han.
Snap!
The whip in the hands of the swordsman shepherd whipped out, and the knife at the tip of the whip went straight to Ah Rong's heart.
Ah Rong quickly raised the kitchen knife in his hand to block!
But I heard a tinkling sound!
The kitchen knife shattered!
A blood hole appeared in Arong's chest. Arong raised his hand and grabbed a handful in the direction of Wang Han, but he only grabbed a handful of air. He fell to the ground helplessly, gasping for air, and blood flowed from his fingers.
emerged in between.
"Brother Ninth!" Ah Rong shouted with trembling lips.
Ghost Thirteen held Wang Han's neck.
"Little thing, if you are hit by my ice charm, your life will definitely be worse than death now, right?"
Wang Han's face turned purple. Gui Shisan raised his hand and clasped his fingers at Wang Han's eyeballs.
It’s about to knock Wang Han’s eyeballs out!
suddenly!
A feeling of palpitations arises spontaneously!
Snap!
Wang Han grabbed Gui Shisan’s wrist!
The distance between Gui Shisan's fingertips and Wang Han's pupils was less than five millimeters.
Through the cracks between his fingers, Ghost Thirteen saw Wang Han’s pupils!