City Summoning System

Chapter 44
Zhang Qing and the man with the sword fought together. Just as Jiang Han stepped onto the corner of the stairs, on the third floor, there were several low and sharp cracking wind sounds.

duh duh!
Jiang Han stopped in danger, only a few centimeters away from his toes, three arrows pierced the floor, and all the arrows sank into the floor, which shows the strength!
Jiang Han looked up, and saw a hazy figure hiding in the darkness, and arrows with dots of cold light flashed out of the darkness from time to time.

"If you dare to move forward, you will die!"

The speaker was a woman, but her delicate voice was filled with murderous intent.

"Ridiculous!" Jiang Han laughed twice, retreated to the stairs, picked up a long iron board in one hand, and rushed towards the third floor.

A few times the arrows were shot, but Jiang Han blocked them with the iron grid. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, he jumped lightly and jumped up to the space on the third floor. Jiang Han also saw the woman's position clearly.

The iron plate was directly embedded in the wall, and the woman with a bow and arrow had already rushed towards Jiang Han.

A faint cold light suddenly appeared, and a sharp dagger stabbed towards Jiang Han's neck.

Jiang Han turned sideways, shot like lightning, squeezed the wrist holding the knife, twisted his waist, and threw the woman flying over his shoulder.

At the same time, he accelerated, rushed in front of the woman, and stomped on her back mercilessly.

The woman who just got up let out a muffled groan instantly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Jiang Han leaned over and snatched the dagger from her hand, holding it in his hand, his figure flickered, and he dodged towards the fourth floor.

Jiang Han's whole body seemed to melt into the blackness, walking around the dark wall without making a sound.

There was no one on the fourth floor, but the faint voice from the fifth floor entered Jiang Han's ears.

"Young Master Han, you can come here now, go through the side door and go straight to the fifth floor."

"Well, the person you want is ready."

"When you come over, we can contact that kid."

Jiang Han didn't make a sound, but as soon as he stepped on the ground of the fifth floor, a low thunderous growl sounded in his ears.

"who are you?"

As soon as the words were finished, a fist that was as powerful as a thunderbolt slammed down on Jiang Han. Jiang Han was startled and rushed forward.

Jiang Han's back was still rubbed by the strong airflow, which made Jiang Han break into a cold sweat.

Turning around and looking over, a burly man put down his phone, and a pair of tiger eyes were looking at him with burning eyes.

The man's arms are extremely thick, his muscles are stacked, his veins are exposed, and his aura is overwhelming. His whole body is like a tiger descending a mountain, exuding a strong domineering and killing intent.

"It turns out to be a little mouse!" The man looked at Jiang Han and snorted coldly.

While guarding against the man's sudden attack, Jiang Han looked around, and finally found Jiang Ran with disheveled hair and comatose in a dark corner.

There were red and purple strangle marks on Jiang Ran's wrists and ankles, and even fine drops of blood oozed out, Jiang Han's heart was burning with anger.

"Damn you!" Holding back a few words between his teeth, Jiang Han rushed towards the man fiercely.

"Have courage!" The man laughed loudly, and without dodging or dodging, he punched Jiang Han's lower abdomen.

Jiang Han didn't dodge anything at all, resisted the man's punch, grunted, his eyes were full of madness, and he threw out both hands, bombarding the man.

"Fuck, are you crazy?" The man was suddenly stabbed by Jiang Han, blood was donated on his arm, and he couldn't help but scream out in shock.

"Go to hell!" Jiang Han stuck to it again, his frantic style of play made people's hearts jump.

The scalpel flew up and down in Jiang Han's hands, leaving bloodstains on the man's body, and Jiang Han himself was constantly hit by the man's fists.

Jiang Han completely forgot the concept of a single hit in a killing technique, and he could travel thousands of miles.

"Go away!" The man suddenly roared, and kicked towards Jiang Han with a whip leg.

Jiang Han dodged slightly, dodging the blow, leaned forward, put his head into the man's arms, stomped on the ground, gathered all the strength in his waist, stretched his arms, and threw the man flying Get out and hit the wall.

After smashing the tables and chairs along the way, the man picked up the legs of the table next to him and threw it towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han took two steps in three steps, and dodged in front of the man, stretched out his hand, and pinched the man's neck.

Sudden withdrawal of strength, the veins on the seemingly slender arms piled up, Jiang Han's face flushed, and the next moment, the burly man was directly picked up by Jiang Han.

"you"

The man looked at Jiang Han in disbelief, waved his arms weakly, and his face gradually turned livid.

"Go to hell!" Jiang Han held a scalpel in one hand and inserted it straight into the man's eye socket.

Click!

The side door on the fifth floor was opened suddenly, and a figure staggered in.

"Shuolong, I'm here. You can call and inform Jiang Han that kid is coming."

"This time, let's see if I don't kill him! Hahahahaha"

Han Li's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and the rest of his voice was blocked in his mouth.

"You, you." Han Li grunted unconsciously, pointing at Jiang Han who turned his head, with a frightened expression on his face.

Taking another look at Burning Dragon, who had lost all breath and looked tragically dead, Han Li suddenly felt a burst of cold air rushing towards the sky.

Jiang Han threw away Burning Dragon's body and walked up to Han Li, looking at Han Li with red eyes full of violence.

"Han Li."

"Jiang Jianghan" Han Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around abruptly and was about to run away.

Jiang Han stretched out his hand like lightning, grabbed the back of Han Li's clothes, and pulled Han Li back directly.

"do not!"

Han Li let out a stern roar, but Jiang Han's violent fists had already fallen like raindrops.

He punched Han Li on the head, knocking the frail young man unconscious.

"Why... are you so damn haunted?"

Jiang Han murmured unconsciously, kept moving his hands, let the blood splatter on his face, his eyes were filled with dead silence, and the teeth-stinging bone cracking sound kept ringing, in this quiet fifth floor, it was creepy.

"Why... you love to die so much?"

Zhang Qing and Yun Yan walked up, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines.

Jiang Han held Han Li's distorted and disfigured neck in his hand, and his face was calm, like a Shura ghost, making people fearful.

"Jiang Han, that's enough."

Zhang Qing spoke.

If Jiang Han didn't hear it, his emotions suddenly became agitated, his face was ferocious, and he directly threw Han Li towards the wall.

"Why?! You want to mess with me?!"

"TMD, you dare to touch even my sister? You have the right to touch too!?"

Seeing Jiang Han's runaway appearance, Yun Yan's face twitched: "Zhang Qing, I heard that you almost killed this girl named Jiang Ran back then?"

Zhang Qing's face was also a little stiff, and he smiled wryly: "It seems that this Jiang Ran is Jiang Han's Nilin."

"But it's also his life gate, isn't it?" Yun Yan's eyes were deep and she smiled meaningfully.

"Don't plan on him, let's think about how to deal with the next thing about Chiyang Stone."

(End of this chapter)