Elf's hand

He Zimo was mute and couldn't tell the story of his sufferings. He Zimo didn't dare to say a word even if Lan Kwai Fong was razed to the ground, let alone killing a group of his men.

"I don't know what orders Mr. Evil Eagle made when he suddenly visited?"

Evil Eagle's eyes were full of disdain, and he said in a condescending tone: "I heard that you have a batch of goods here, let me take a look!"

He Zimo inadvertently tightened his palms and said helplessly: "It is true that a batch of new goods has arrived. If Sir Evil Eagle wants it, I will send someone to deliver it. Why do you have to come in person!"

Xie Ying smiled and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll come and see for myself. Where are those goods?"

"Locked in the dungeon! I'll have someone bring him here." He Zimo said quickly.

Evil Eagle waved his hand and said flatly: "No need, take me there!"

He Zimo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to refuse. He quickly bowed and said: "Yes, please come this way!"

The dungeon in Lan Kwai Fong was specially used to imprison ignorant servants, or people who had just been purchased from special channels. It was an absolutely confidential place, but He Zimo did not dare to go against Evil Eagle's wishes.

Enter the dungeon!

Amid the firelight, Evil Eagle arrived at a cell.

There are no less than ten women in this cell, most of them are young girls in messy clothes. They have fair skin and good looks. They have a more or less aura of fighting spirit on their bodies, and their hands and feet are locked with iron chains.

Evil Eagle took a look around and pointed at a woman in the middle, "Bring her out."

This woman is not a young girl, but a young woman over thirty years old. She has unkempt hair and ragged clothes. Normally, no one would notice her.

He Zimo quickly asked his men to bring the young woman out, wondering in his heart, Lord Xie Ying was notoriously picky about women, how could he like such a sloppy woman?

The young woman was brought to Evil Eagle with a frightened look on her face, her shoulders trembling and her head lowered.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly, Evil Eagle waved his robe, and a burst of fighting spirit surged out, sweeping towards the woman like a strong wind.

"Hey!"

The woman's torn dress suddenly tore apart, revealing her graceful and plump body. Her disheveled hair was blown back, and even the dirt on her face was blown away, revealing a pretty face full of fear and hatred. His face was displayed in front of everyone.

Seeing this woman's breathtaking naked body and such earth-shaking changes, He Zimo and others immediately stared at this beautiful body.

The evil eagle's eyes wandered over the woman's body, and he nodded happily, "If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist is as plain as expected, the neck is long and beautiful, the beauty is exposed, the fragrance is fragrant, and the beauty is beautiful, if you train it well, you must be a beauty, I wanted."

"Whoo~"

The long sleeves flew towards the woman!

With a face full of humiliation and a trembling body, the woman's lowered eyes suddenly opened, and a gleam of hatred burst out!

"Go to hell!"

There was a sharp scream and a black light suddenly shot out from the woman's mouth and shot towards the evil eagle.

At such a close distance, who would have thought that this seemingly weak woman would suddenly attack!

Xie Ying is an eighth-grade fighting king, but he is a little unable to react at this moment, because the fighting power this woman burst out is actually on the level of an eighth-grade fighting general!

"What is the origin of this woman? She actually has a hidden weapon hidden in her mouth."

Evil Eagle cursed, and in a hurry, he quickly waved his robe to block the incoming black light.

Xie Ying was worthy of being an eighth-grade fighting king. His sleeves and robe blocked the black light, and he suddenly slapped her away with a palm.

While the woman was shouting fiercely, bursts of sound bursting through the air suddenly sounded in other rooms in the dungeon, and then, streaks of murderous aura shrouded the sky!

The powerful aura of fighting spirit instantly filled the dungeon. What was even more frightening was that these fighting spirits were actually issued by Dou Wang. Powerful figures quickly surrounded the evil eagle!

"Dong Dong~"

He Zimo and others were so shocked by the pressure of the powerful Dou Wang that their livers and gallbladders split apart, and they died violently on the spot!

Realizing that the situation was not good, Evil Eagle let out an angry roar and was about to rise up and rush out of the dungeon!

Suddenly, a cold voice from above reached his ears, "Since you're here, stay!"

"Boom!"

A majestic and tyrannical fighting spirit fell from the sky, knocking the evil eagle down on the spot and injuring him!

"It's you... Leng Sha!"

Evil Eagle was shocked and angry. Only then did he realize that no fewer than five fighting kings had appeared around him, blocking any escape route for him!

The powerful pressure of the king combined into a huge momentum. He was like a beast trapped in a cage with no way to escape!

"How could you appear here!"

Shocked, Xie Ying suddenly screamed and screamed, with Leng Sha as the leader, six fighting kings suddenly appeared.

Wherever the strong Dou Wang goes, the tyrannical aura will appear on his body, which is very easy to identify. This is why in the early stages of the war, the strong Dou Wang from both sides did not leave at will.

Once the opponent discovers that Dou Wang's aura has disappeared, the opponent will take advantage of it and sneak in!

And with the level of Leng Lie's ninth-grade Dou Wang, he will definitely be discovered when he comes to Zijin Mountain City, let alone so many powerful Dou Wangs appearing at the same time.

Leng Sha slowly appeared and said indifferently: "We just arrived. We were originally worried about how to find you, but we didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to our door. This actually saved us a lot of trouble!"

After a pause, Leng Sha looked at the injured Evil Eagle and said calmly: "The He family has been operating in Zijin Mountain for thousands of years. Many places in the mountain have been hollowed out. We just dug a tunnel and came to Zijin Mountain. Cheng, I can only blame you for your bad luck."

typical?

Evil Eagle's eyes suddenly shrank, and he roared angrily: "You mean, I died in the hands of the He family?"

Xie Ying couldn't agree with this reason. It was too ridiculous.

Leng Sha is a ninth-grade fighting king, and his realm is one level higher than that of Evil Eagle. In addition, they have dispatched several fighting kings this time, and Evil Eagle is now unable to fly.

"You can only blame yourself for throwing yourself into a trap for the sake of a woman. We will kill He Quanxin for you!" Leng Sha sneered, his palms condensed a dazzling palm print that was like substance, and he slowly slapped it towards the evil eagle, "An Xin Let’s hit the road!”