There was a loud noise like thunder, and the sand layer exploded. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the storm swallowed up Lin Chu's body. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, the sun and the moon were dim, and the wind and sand howled like a ghost crying. Although the whistle stopped, the sand and gravel were like a knife that could cut human skin.
"stop!"
A rough and mute woman's voice sounded from the boat: "Fat man, do you still want your people?"
The wind and sand paused for a moment, then dispersed with a breath. The stars and rivers reappeared, and the sky and earth became clear.
The sharp dagger was pinched by the fat man's stubby fingers and stopped just in front of his throat. Old feelings reappeared, and the dagger became a medium for internal strength competition. Anyone who relinquished his strength would be seriously injured.
Zhong Si jumped on the shore with a man under his left arm. The man was as thin as firewood and young. He was the young man who had just been knocked unconscious by the fat man.
I don’t know what means Zhong Si used to wake him up. At this moment, he was looking around with his big eyes.
"The second master can kill a dying person without hesitation." Zhong Si said coldly: "The second master doesn't care about the living people?"
The fat man gritted his teeth: "Let him go."
Zhong Si Ning raised his eyebrows: "Everything must come at a price!"
The fat man lowered his eyes slightly: "I let go."
The fat man didn't hesitate, he said let go and immediately withdrew.
He fought almost with all his strength, and suddenly withdrew his hand. The internal energy of the intertwined struggle could not be recovered. His fat body was counterattacked by the huge internal force, and he flew down. The thick blood could not be restrained from spurting out from his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper for a moment.
When Lin Chu saw Zhong Si appearing, she quietly withdrew her strength. Her pubic area seemed to be hit hard by a heavy fist, and the pain was unbearable. The warmth all over her body disappeared in an instant. She endured it calmly, only slowly raised her hand, and
Wipe away the blood stains on your lips.
The fat man kept his word, and Zhong Si was also quick. He put the dagger back on Xiao Wuzi's neck and pushed hard. Xiao Wuzi rolled and crawled towards the fat man.
"Second Master, how are you?" Xiao Wuzi was not very young at all, but he was already panicked by the sudden change. Seeing the fat man's serious injury, his eyes filled with mist: "On the fort... what's going on?"
"I'm fine, why are you crying out in mourning!" The fat man spat out bloody foam and looked at Lin Chu: "I lost, kill as you please!"
Lin Chu raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that the second master still can't see that the sneak attack on Flying Shark Castle was not done by us?"
Neither Zhong Si nor she had ever killed everyone when they had the upper hand. How could they do this if they wanted to destroy the Flying Shark Castle?
The fat man pursed his lips and pondered, and raised his head for a long time before he was about to speak. Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and a group of people came roaring towards him.
"Haha." A man shouted loudly and proudly: "Lin Chu, you lose!"
This sound!
Lin Chu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up. She saw a man in bright clothes and an angry horse, with unconcealable joy in the corners of his eyes and brows. He looked down at her like he was looking down at a humble ant.
"Zhuang Weizhe?!"
It turns out to be Zhuang Weizhe!
The person who massacred Flying Shark Fort was Zhuang Weizhe. How could he actually have such ability?!
Behind that man was a large group of people, all with bright eyes and protruding temples. They were all masters of internal skills.
Another group of people were chained and tied behind horses. Most of them were injured and walked unsteadily. The most eye-catching one was a prison car. The people in the car had their collarbones pierced by iron hooks and were firmly fixed to the prison car. They could not move.
No.
"Lord of the Castle!" The fat man's body trembled, his eyes filled with anger.
"Don't move." Zhuang Weizhe said lazily: "Otherwise, there will be no more Flying Shark Castle in this world!"
The fat man gritted his teeth and looked at the prison car, and finally lowered his head and pursed his lips. Bearing the humiliation, Zhuang Weizhe ordered his men to tie him up and tie him to the iron chain with the others like a grasshopper.
Zhuang Weizhe curled his lips and was in a good mood. He walked up to Lin Chu and said, "Loser!"
