Kung Fu Soldier King

The front door of xiaoxiangguo temple is a stone step, which needs to climb up, but Xiao Yan's car is much more convenient for Wu Jiusi's sister-in-law to do anything.

There is a winding road from the back mountain to the back door of xiaoxiangguo temple.

Wu Jiusi had been waiting in front, and ambushes were set up on both sides of the road.

But when Xiao Yan's signal reappeared, it was already at the back door. Then there was a loud noise, and the back door was directly demolished by Xiao Yan.

When Wu Jiusi hurried to the back door, all the ten or so monks guarding the back door were lying on the ground.

Xiao Yan took the lead. The fat man and Ji Wuyue were behind. One of them grabbed the lady and the other grabbed the child named Tangtang.

This was the first time Wu Jiusi saw Xiao Yan and Xiao Laojiu saw him. They both looked at each other for a few eyes and secretly admired their style.

"Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. If you take it with you, come to me." Wu Jiusi has great confidence because there are more than 20 experts standing behind him.

On the left is the man in blood robe wearing blood red cassock and his disciple Xuannan, and on the right is the Ba brothers, Ba Yong and Ba Meng.

Xiao Yan saw the injury on the fat man. There was an obvious palm print on his abdomen. It was left by Dali Vajra palm. If he had a deeper foundation, the fat man would rise to heaven.

In other words, even the little monk Xuannan is not simple, let alone others.

Xiao Yan sneered twice and said, "I'm coming for you?"

"You... Then you let my sister-in-law and Tangtang go. Our affairs will be solved in a man's way." Wu Jiusi was angry for a moment, but he still asked.

Xiao Yan nodded and said, "yes, but you should also let Yue Wuyou go, otherwise it's unfair to me."

Wu Jiusi clapped his hands, and then two monks came with a man covered in blood. When he came near, Wu Jiusi pulled the man's hair and lifted it. His exposed face was Yue Wuyou.

"Shit, grandson, you fucking dare to move Lord Yue, I'll kill you." the fat man was angry and pulled out the police telescopic stick he had kept from his back waist.

Xiao Yan raised his hand to stop him and said, "he moved our people. We just moved his people. It's very fair."

Then he turned around and slapped the lady in the face, and suddenly a scream sounded.

But Ji Wuyue still couldn't bear to cover the eyes of the child named Tangtang.

Encouraged, the fat man pulled the expensive woman's hair and slapped it up.

"Uncle save me, uncle save me..."

Wu Jiusi's fist clenched, but there was nothing he could do. Xiao Laojiu could turn over the dozen monks in such a fast time, which showed that he could kill at least in a moment.

Finally, he bit his teeth. He slowly let go of Yue Wuyou's hair, endured his anger and said, "don't fight. It's easy to discuss something."

"How to discuss? Tell me!" Xiao Yan waved, and the fat man stopped.

In the face of those guys whose principles are chaotic and he can't figure out at all, Wu Jiusi kept beating drums in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "as long as you promise to change people, I can let bygones be bygones and send you out of here."

"OK, but I have two people here. You only caught me. It's not fair." Xiao Yan said faintly.

Wu Jiusi clapped his hands again. Soon, the unlucky Luo Dongyao was escorted up. The man kept shouting, but no one answered.

"It's the grandson!" the fat man suddenly stared.

Wu Jiusi said with a smile, "it seems that you know each other. If I exchange the two of them for the two in your hands, is it cost-effective?"

The fat man was about to open his mouth and scold, but Xiao Yan suddenly said, "OK, it's fair. However, I have an additional condition. You let Yue Wuyou kill him himself!"

The fat man and Ji Wuyue looked at Xiao Yan incomprehensibly. If they handed over both of them, they would have no chips in their hands. At that time, they would be trapped.

However, Xiao Yan didn't explain. He seemed to have his own idea. As trust, neither of them had any objection.

"Well, since you are so cheerful, I also promise you. It's OK to kill, but I don't know if he has the strength." Wu Jiusi smiled, but he was a little puzzled about Xiao Yan's decision.

As soon as he waved, the Pasteur brothers next to him let go, Yue Wuyou fell to the ground.

He struggled hard, but he didn't stand up.

Originally, he was injured and tossed in the prison for so long. It's good to be able to last until now.

Wu Jiusi spread his hands and said, "no wonder I can't move by myself."

"Give him an adrenal hormone and let him stand up like a man." Xiao Yan's request seems very simple. And he added, "there are so many experts here. Don't tell me there's no such thing."

For those who often do it, in order to hold on when they are in danger, adrenal hormone is a necessary product. Xiao Yan had this thing in the past.

This thing is simply a stimulant. After injection, the heart power increases, the blood boils all over, and you can't even feel pain. It can make dying people sit up in shock.

Wu Jiusi guessed Xiao Yan's intention, but he hesitated and looked back at the people in blood clothes and a group of experts.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "give him an injection!"

"Boss, Yue Wuyou has heard that he has extraordinary skills. Don't we guard against it?" the Secretary reminded him.

Wu Jiusi looked at Xiao Yan and said in a low voice, "there are only four people with high skills. If so many experts behind me can't trap them, it's my incompetence.

He said that it would never be difficult after the exchange, but how could it be so? He would not allow the Revenge of killing his brother, or the potential threat, to continue to survive.

Soon, a man came forward with a needle, stabbed Yue Wuyou, and then finished the injection quickly.

The latter lay on the ground, and almost everyone looked at him, including Luo Dongyao, who was already sweating.

He kept talking, obviously cursing Yue Wuyou. It's best to kill him with one shot, but cheer up if he doesn't die.

But not as good as he wanted, the latter perked up and twisted his neck hard, making a click sound.

"Thank you, Ninth master!" Yue Wuyou got up, arched his hand in the direction of Xiao Yan, and then looked at robler.

The latter suddenly shook his body. Knowing that he was about to finish, he quickly shouted, "worry free, come on, our gratitude and resentment have long been. You have no reason to trouble me today. I know you are the most principled person."

He knows Yue Wuyou very well.

"Our old grudges are really over, but what about today? It's you bastard who let me break the feng shui of the Wu family, but now he bites me back. If my brother Xiao Jiuye didn't save me, I would be a fucking corpse now." Yue Wuyou shouted loudly.

Up to now, Wu Jiusi's heart has gradually loosened. He feels that what Yue Wuyou said may be true.

In other words, the mastermind behind this is robler, and the real mastermind really has something to do with the old royal family.

Shit, Aisin juero has been down for so long and is still fucking restless. It seems that it's time to brighten the muscles of the Wu family.

"You... Your blood..." Luo Beile wanted to deny it on the spot, but Yue Wuyou has taken a Damascus knife from the Pakistan brothers.

Yue Wuyou walked slowly to robler, who shook his head while retreating. Finally, his ass hit a stone, and he had no way to go back.

Just when Yue Wuyou mentioned the knife, robelle suddenly shouted, "don't kill me, don't kill me, I admit, I want to frame the Wu family. It doesn't matter to you, it doesn't matter..."