Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

There is an abandoned villa in the suburbs twenty miles away, surrounded by endless mountains and forests.

It has been abandoned for many years, and after the careful planning of the temple, there have been many supernatural deaths, so over time, no one dares to come to this ominous place.

At this moment, the four corners of the villa were guarded by cloaked men, with bloody hands sitting in the middle of the courtyard, and there was wine on the stone table in front of him, but he didn't drink a single sip.

In the corner, more than a dozen children were stuffed into iron cages and shivered, their eyes full of fear.

Xu Shi had been taught by these "robbers" before, so he didn't dare to cry out, but there were tears on his face.

As soon as the bloody hand entered the hall, he heard a few coughs coming from the inner room.

His face changed slightly, and he hurriedly bowed and stood outside the door of the inner room, "Sir, it's cold here, you should go back. If that person dares to come, his subordinates will definitely head him!"

Inside the house, Yan Hai coughed and waved his hand: "It's okay. I don't feel relieved if I don't see him die with my own eyes. Go down, let the people below be smart, and never let one go."

"This subordinate understands, but what the subordinate is worried about is what if that person guesses our intention and refuses to show up?" Bloody Hand hesitated.

Yan Hai smiled lightly and didn't seem to care: "No, he will come."

The bloody hand was puzzled when suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Hearing the shouts of his subordinates, Xueshou hurriedly looked at Yan Hai.

Yan Hai narrowed his eyes with murderous intent: "Kill him."

"Yes!" Bloody hand bowed and clasped his fists before exiting the room.

Seeing that the wall on the edge of the courtyard had been smashed into a large hole, a dozen figures jumped in, and a large number of bricks and stones exploded like cannonballs.

Those cloaked killers who had no time to react were pierced by the overwhelming masonry on the spot, the blood mist exploded, and they fell softly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Some people were pierced in both eyes and screamed on the spot.

Boom!

In the smoke and dust, a tall man broke through the wall, holding a big knife, and his face was grim.

"A group of rubbish living in the stinky ditch, dare to make trouble in the magic capital! Everyone, kill me!"

Zhao Minghui looked at the rabble in the arena with disdain on his face.

Blood gas burst out suddenly.

The long knife in his hand was like a violent storm, slashing back the rushing cloak killers one after another.

The bloody hand looked at this scene with a grim expression, his eyes fixed on Zhao Minghui, who was holding a big sword, and he smiled coldly: "I caught you!"

Step forward.

The muscles of both arms swelled up like balloons, and he raised his fists to kill him. A harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded, and his fists were as fast as lightning, slamming into Zhao Minghui's face.

When Zhao Minghui heard the movement, he grinned: "So there is still a big worm here!"

With the big knife in his hand rushing and whistling, the cloak killer fiercely slashed over.

In the sound of a series of broken tendons and bones, he raised the knife and also killed the bloody hand.

The figures of the two quickly ran to each other, but as soon as they fought, the complexion of the bloody hands suddenly changed.

He thought that his fourteen-sounding cultivation was enough to take down Zhao Minghui.

Unexpectedly, this person's strength is more than fourteen sounds of bone quenching.

"How dare you be presumptuous in front of me with this little strength? Garbage!" Zhao Minghui grinned.

The big knife in his hand slashed suddenly!

A strong wind vented, blowing the hair on the bloody face.

Don't wait for him to fight back.

Zhao Minghui's knife ended his life on the spot.

Click!

Throwing away the bloody corpse, Zhao Minghui looked around with a sneer on his face: "A group of garbage, is it also worthy to be presumptuous in the magic capital?"

The Cloak Killer was running out at the moment.

Especially after their boss was killed with bloody hands, everyone has already retreated.

Zhao Minghui waved his hand, stood there 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 like this."

He walked to the stone table on the side, saw the wine bottle placed 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, and threw it away.

He didn't value such a task earlier.

It's just that I lost face in Lin Shuguang's hands last time, so I want to find an opportunity to speak out my anger.

So the front foot just heard that Lin Shuguang and the three of them took up the task, but the back foot falsely reported the situation and cut off the task.

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

"If I can rob you once, I can rob you again and again! Why should you, Lin Shuguang, be a stranger with me!"

He has already inquired about Lin Shuguang's identity.

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

This made Zhao Minghui even more disdainful.

"Captain, solve it all, these children..." The curly-haired man gestured to the iron cages on one side.

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

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

"Squeak-"

Zhao Minghui stopped abruptly and turned his head to look!

The wooden door that was still in good condition 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 twice.

"Why are there still adults?"

Zhao Minghui frowned. He remembered that the mission report only said that the temple had stolen more than a dozen children, and did not mention the 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 come to the end."

He just couldn't wait to go back to the bureau to see 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, and a strange smile appeared on his pale face.

Click!

In the next instant, the curly-haired man's head was grabbed by Yan Hai with one hand, and the piercing sound of bones bursting rang out.

This scene fooled everyone.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Minghui witnessed his confidant being killed, and after that moment of stunned, his eyes were full of fire.

"Damn you!"

Yan Haisen's cold voice just fell, and he spanned several meters in an instant. His body, which seemed to be weak, suddenly burst into Zhao Minghui's face, like a ferocious devil.

Five fingers clenched fists, violent forces gathered together, and bursts of air burst out.

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

"This kind of strength..."

The tear-like wind slapped his face, and his ears were full of shrill screams of the air being squeezed out.

too strong!

"I'll die with his punch!"

This thought flashed through Zhao Minghui's mind.

Intense unwillingness madly stimulated his heart.

With a roar, he drew his long sword.

As if he had exhausted his life's strength, he slashed in anger.

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

[10,000 words today, if you can't write it, I'm a dog! ! ! 】