Blind Man Yue stood in front of the little bandit with his legs crossed, squinting at him. He looked like a local gangster collecting protection money.
However, no one dared to regard him as a ruffian. Everyone knew that he was a demon who had just escaped from hell, and the horns on his head had not yet been hidden.
The little bandit felt his knees weaken, and he knelt on the ground with a grunt, kowtowing his head, and begged, "Master Yue, I'm here to surrender. Please spare my life."
Yue Xiazi was originally full of anger and planned to kill all these bandits, but seeing that this little bandit was only fifteen or sixteen years old and had not lost his childishness, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Waving to the special forces team members beside him, two special forces members rushed up and drove the little bandit aside, while the remaining people continued to walk towards the entrance of the hall.
These people walked calmly and calmly, as if they were not going to fight but to go for an outing, and they didn't take the bandits in the hall to heart.
In the hall, the seventh master also heard the noise outside. He hurriedly found a safer place and peeked outside. He found that the little bandit had not been killed. He was overjoyed and turned to the second master Shan Baozi and shouted, "
Second brother, they didn’t kill Xiao Liuzi, so we don’t have to die.”
Looking at the face of the seventh master, Ma Ming, which was slightly deformed due to ecstasy, the second master suddenly felt a sense of disgust for some reason. He even wondered how he got together with this guy.
Waving his hands, the second master leaned against the corner and closed his eyes, "Go, Lao Qi, let's go our separate ways from now on and go our separate ways."
Master Seven was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood what was going on. He turned around and was about to walk out, but then stopped again. He seemed to have remembered something and winked at Master Eleven, "Brother Eleven, you
Well, what are your plans?"
The eleventh master, Ghost Hand Cat, pondered for a moment, and then he understood the look in the seventh master's eyes. His heart beat wildly, and after a moment of consideration, he made up his mind, "In this case, I will go with you, it is better to die than to live in peace."
Alive."
The second master turned around. He really didn't want to see these two former brothers because their behavior was so shameful.
Now, the second master suddenly thought about everything. He realized that maybe he was too greedy, so he embarked on this road of no return.
Recalling the time when all the brothers in Siping Village worked together to kill the Japanese, the second master realized that some things were more important and precious than power.
The dashing and heroic first master Poinsettia, the arrogant ninth master, the honest and honest third master, the timid and cowardly fifth master... scenes from the past appeared in front of him one by one, making him feel extremely complicated.
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"Oh, it seems that I was really wrong, so wrong." The second master felt extremely regretful, feeling that he was so wrong that he could not forgive himself for what he had done.
"That's fine. When Political Commissar Yue comes later, I will commit suicide and apologize." The Second Master made up his mind and stopped paying attention to what the Seventh Master and the Eleventh Master were going to do.
Surrender, he once had that fantasy, but now, he just wants to die and atone for the sins he has done.
Behind the scenes, the Seventh Master and the Eleventh Master were still standing there without moving. This made the Second Master a little strange, "Seventh Master, Eleventh Master, aren't you going to surrender? Why aren't you leaving?"
The seventh master grinned, revealing his frighteningly white teeth, and put his right hand on his waist, "Second brother, we are brothers. Before we say goodbye, I want to borrow something from you."
"What?"
"Your head!"
Phew——, the seventh master pulled out the sharp knife in his hand, stabbed it hard into the second master's lower back, and then twisted it violently, causing the wound to expand several times in an instant.
--ah--!
Shan Baozi never dreamed that the two brothers who had lost their lives would actually kill him behind his back, so he had no defense at all. The blade of the short knife was completely buried in the second master's back, and the tip of the knife was exposed from the stomach.
The severe pain caused the second master to let out a loud roar, pushed the seventh master away, and stared at him with wide eyes, "Old Qi, what are you doing?"
The seventh master wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, forced him forward with a grim smile, and pulled out a dagger in his hand, "Second brother, since we are brothers, I think you don't want me to die in a tragic accident, so I'll lend you your head."
Use it so that I can surrender."
"You bastard, you despicable and shameless villain." The second master was furious. The seventh master's shamelessness had reached a certain level and he couldn't bear it anymore.
The seventh master rushed forward and stabbed the second master with the dagger in his hand again, but the second master was on guard and sidestepped to avoid his dagger, then grabbed his wrist and threw him out with a shake.
The second master was also a master of the Iron Fist Sect at the beginning, and his abilities were very extraordinary. If he hadn't been attacked by surprise, the five seventh masters tied together would not be his opponent.
As soon as the Seventh Master was thrown out, the Second Master felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart. When he lowered his head, he saw the tip of a bayonet protruding from the front of his heart.
Coughing blood, the Second Manager struggled to turn his head and saw the Eleven Manager standing behind him with a ferocious look on his face, "Old Eleven, you are just like him -"
The Eleven Master gritted his teeth and flipped his wrist, then suddenly pulled out the bayonet, and at the same time raised his leg and kicked away the mountain leopard's body.
Staring at the mountain leopard flying towards him, the seventh master got up from the ground and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He swung out the dagger in his hand, and a cold light passed across the second master's throat.
Tsk——, blood spurted out and splashed all over Master Qi’s face. The hot feeling made him breathe a little faster.
Shan Baozi's body trembled, and then he stretched out his hand to cover his bloody throat, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
With a pop, the mountain leopard's body fell to the ground without any movement.
The Seventh Master and the Eleventh Master looked at each other, and both of them smiled. They squatted down, cut off the Second Master's head with a knife, then found a piece of cloth to wrap it up, and walked towards the door of the hall.
Behind them, the bandits who were still alive were frightened. The scene that just happened made them unable to believe their eyes.
The second master was killed by the seventh master and the eleventh master! This is simply shocking. How could this happen? How could this happen?
Under the gaze of all the stunned bandits, the Seventh Master and the Eleventh Master stood up, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the hall. As they walked, they dropped a sentence, "Those who want to survive, come out with us and surrender."
Surprisingly, no one followed. Everyone stood there, watching the two figures who suddenly became unfamiliar step by step towards the door of the hall.
At this time, Yue Xiazi and others were about to walk to the entrance of the hall.
The two men hurriedly shouted outside, "Don't shoot, we are here to surrender."