Horizontal push starts from drawing the knife

Zhao Minghui waved his hand, stood on the spot and said indifferently: "Hurry up and kill them all! I thought it would be a big task, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than that."

He walked to the stone table beside him, saw the wine bottle on it, and picked it up.

He opened the bottle cap and smelled it, and found that it was just an ordinary low-quality drink, so he threw it away, standing on the stone bench in the yard with a happy face.

He hadn't valued such a task earlier.

It's just that I lost face at Lin Shuguang's hands last time, so I just wanted to find an opportunity to vent my anger severely.

So as soon as the front foot heard that Lin Shuguang and the three of them had accepted the task, the back foot falsely reported the situation and played tricks to intercept the task.

He just wanted to see Lin Shuguang and the three of them panicking in front of him.

"If I can rob you once, I can rob you again and again! Why do you, Lin Shuguang, an outsider, mess with me!"

He has found out Lin Shuguang's identity.

I thought it was a new member of the three divisions, but I didn't expect it was just a recruiter from other places.

This made Zhao Minghui even more disdainful.

"Captain, solve everything, these children..." The curly-haired man motioned to the iron cages on one side.

Zhao Minghui waved lightly: "Take it back, you can handle such trivial matters."

In the afterglow, there were corpses all over the ground. Zhao Minghui turned a blind eye to this hellish scene, turned around and was about to leave.

"Squeak-"

Zhao Minghui stopped abruptly and turned his head to look!

The still intact wooden door in the main room was opened.

A middle-aged man in a luxurious coat walked out slowly, put the back of his hand in front of his mouth, and coughed lightly twice.

"Why are there adults?"

Zhao Minghui frowned. He remembered that the mission report only said that the temple had snatched a dozen children, and didn't mention adults.

"Maybe it's an unlucky ghost passing by." The curly-haired man guessed in a low voice.

Zhao Minghui waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing the truth, you finish it."

He just couldn't wait to go back to the game to watch Lin Shuguang's jokes, and he didn't care about this group of people at all.

"Don't worry, you are safe now..." The curly-haired man stepped forward and looked at him casually.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Hai put down his hand, a strange smile appeared on that pale face.

Click!

In the next moment, the head of the curly-haired man was grabbed by Yan Hai with one hand, and the sound of bone cracking was piercing.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Minghui witnessed his confidant being killed with his own eyes. After that moment of astonishment, his eyes burst into flames.

"Damn you!"

As soon as Yan Haisen's cold voice fell, he spanned several meters in an instant, and his seemingly fragile body instantly burst into Zhao Minghui's face with violent blood, like a monster.

Clenched fists with five fingers, the violent power gathered together, and bursts of anger burst out.

Everyone's expression changed suddenly.

"This kind of strength..."

A tearing gust of wind hit his face, and the screams of the air being squeezed out filled his ears.

too strong!

"I will die under his punch!"

This thought flashed through Zhao Minghui's mind.

The strong unwillingness frantically stimulated his heart.

With a roar, he drew his long knife.

It seemed as if he had exhausted his whole life's strength, and he slashed in angrily.

However, Yan Hai's fist has already landed on his shoulder...

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"Crack!"

Being punched by Yan Hai, Zhao Minghui only felt that the bones in his right shoulder were crushed into powder by a powerful force, and the flesh and blood all over his body were stiff, and his blood was tumbling uncontrollably, and his internal organs were about to be crushed. It vibrated and flew out with a bang.

"So weak?" Yan Hai frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand how Zhao Minghui's strength could burst out with such amazing power.

He personally went to see the traces in the courtyard of No. 257.

With that destructive power alone, he didn't believe that the member of the Special Administration Bureau with a knife in front of him could do it.

I am thinking about it.

"Kill him!" Other members of the Special Administration Bureau who had already reacted rushed forward.

Now that Zhao Minghui was seriously injured, if they couldn't kill this terrifying demon who suddenly appeared, then their ending would be doomed to be a tragedy.

"You guys are too weak."

Yan Hai raised his head, and looked at the members of the Special Administration Bureau who had killed them indifferently, just like looking at a group of ants rushing forward without knowing their lives.

Reach out.

He grabbed the arm of the closest person, pulled him into the air brutally, and punched the person on the body.

The domineering force rushed into this person's internal organs, violently colliding.

Before flying into the air, he let out a scream, the clothes on his body were blown into pieces, a large amount of blood mist filled the air, and smashed towards the other people like shells, the figure suddenly came, and the iron fist swung down mercilessly.

There was an instant of screams, and the blood mist filled the air.

"Stupid!" Yan Hai said coldly.

Turning around to look at Zhao Minghui who failed to get up for half a day on the opposite wall, the coldness in his eyes made Zhao Minghui tremble.

"You are... Boxing Demon, Boxing Demon Yan Hai!"

Zhao Minghui's mouth was full of blood, but he still called out Yan Hai's name in horror.

At first he didn't pay attention to this mission, so he didn't even try to identify Yan Hai carefully.

It was only after Yan Hai made a real move that he finally came to his senses—the middle-aged man who looked sick in front of him turned out to be Yan Hai, a boxing demon who is well-known in the martial arts world in the south of the Yangtze River!

"You, how did you get involved with this matter? Could it be that you, you colluded with the temple!!!" Zhao Minghui's heart was overwhelmed.

Facing the Fist Demon Yan Hai, he really didn't know what to do.

Yan Hai stood in front of Zhao Minghui indifferently: "Did you arrest Lao Liu three days ago?"

Zhao Minghui's face was pale, and he was a little startled when he heard him ask this question: "Old Liu? You mean the snake boss you caught two days ago?"

In an instant, many thoughts intertwined.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Hai: "It's you! You are the master that Liu Dawei said!!! So all of this is your arrangement, you actually want to—"

All of a sudden everything is explained.

But Zhao Minghui was dumbfounded.

The person they want to arrest is not him at all, but he himself rushed in like a fool.

Lin Shuguang!

The person he wanted to catch was Lin Shuguang!

Yes, it must be him!

After knowing all this, Zhao Minghui felt a sudden chill in his heart.

I thought I was the one who had caught Lin Shuguang, but I didn't expect that he was so stupid as to be Lin Shuguang's scapegoat!

Not reconciled!

"It's really not you!" Yan Hai frowned, and his anger was also aroused, "All the plans have been muddied by garbage like you! You really deserve to die!"

Yan Hai kicked Zhao Minghui away with one kick, and his clothes were shaking with fury: "Damn things dare to destroy my plan!"

Zhao Minghui spurted blood again, his eyes showed horror: "Don't kill me, I know who you're looking for—"

"Who the hell is that! Who is that damn bastard with a knife!" Yan Hai's murderous intent boiled over.

at this time.

A terrifying force suddenly blasted the wall behind him, and a figure pushed straight, the big knife in his hand descended like a thousand flames.

The knife was chopped in front of Yan Hai.

Lin Shuguang's cold voice was full of indifference:

"Don't look for it."

Bang!

Yan Hai's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly raised his fist to block.

Sparks exploded.

The terrifying force from Lin Shuguang knocked him back several meters on the spot, and forcibly knocked down the opposite wall.

Countless bricks splashed.

In the surrounding smoke and dust, Zhao Minghui stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief.

The whole villa was declared to be in control by an even more domineering force in an instant!

Outside the wall, Yan Hai, who had just been slashed back with a knife, was ashamed and embarrassed.

Before he stood up.

Lin Shuguang had already raised his knife, and came to kill him again.

Overbearing and unreasonable!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you're courting death!"

Under Lin Shuguang's fierce attack, Yan Hai's surrounding walls exploded, and a large amount of blood was sprayed from the bloody mouth cut on his body.

Missing the opportunity, he was suppressed almost out of breath.

How could he have suffered such bullying!

With a roar, he tried his best to shake Lin Shuguang back. Taking advantage of the [-]/[-]th of a second gap, he raised his breath, and with his long arm like a gun, he thrust down hard, wishing to pierce Lin Shuguang's whole body.

"Buzz!"

Lin Shuguang was expressionless, and the killing knife in his hand burst into a strong light.

"A lot of nonsense!"

Murderous!

The blade hit Yan Hai's fist, making it impossible for his attack to move forward.

at the same time.

Lin Shuguang jumped up.

The swift left leg was like a long whip, and it was thrown down fiercely.

"Oh!"

This fierce whip kick hit Yan Hai's shoulder through Yan Hai's arm, although he avoided the end of his head being kicked off, but the domineering and tyrannical force was like a rampant army, which of course made Yan Hai Hai's arm made a piercing sound like a cracked bone.

Yan Hai knocked over the incomplete wall again and flew upside down into the courtyard.

"Gulu——" Zhao Minghui's throat rolled subconsciously when he saw Yan Hai's blood-stained face at the moment.

At this moment, Yan Hai, the boxing demon, does not have the arrogant indifference attitude when facing him before, just like a dead dog, suffering all kinds of humiliation!