Making Great Fortune Overnight

In this way, the Xiang family will feel guilty and give you a greater help.

The Japanese abacus is beating hard. What if the doctor's license turns out to be a waste paper.

You grave Anxi thought over, thick eyebrow a twist: "less nonsense, take it for me!"

As soon as the voice fell, people flashed around. Dozens of Japanese warriors came around, and more than a dozen ninjas showed up.

Xiang Yayue was fully aware at this time and said with great joy: "come on, you will join hands with Mr. Anxi of Youzhong to take down the murderer."

While talking, Xiang's bodyguards put their hands to their waists, took out their pistols and put them in their hands, aiming at Qin Lang to launch.

Xiang Yayue has seen Qin Lang's skills, but she thinks that Qin Lang won't win all over the world with the support of Youzhong warriors, so she immediately gives a voice to help Xiang Yayue. The last time the wolf tactics shocked Xiang Yayue, she retreated to a place that she thought was safe, took out a pistol and prepared to face all possible accidents.

To put it bluntly, he is ready to escape at any time, because Qin Lang's force value is really abnormal. Hundreds of shooters can't hit Qin Lang, which is a superman.

"Oh, I said, why do you want to queue up to buy coffins? Last time you saw it clearly. I don't want to kill people, but you are so brave. I can only educate you. In the future, we have to look at people's dishes. This is the absolute truth. "

Qin Lang looks lazy and thinks that Anxi is a real asshole. If he doesn't catch the real murderer, he will catch himself. It seems that he treats himself as a soft persimmon.

During this trip, the wind couldn't rest assured and he had to follow. Qin Lang waved his finger: "close the door!"

At an order, the wind with a sword at the door, Jiao Ying clanged the gate of Kobe villa.

"Close the door? Whose territory is this? Who's got a lot of people here? "

"So arrogant?" Listening to Qin Lang's tone, it seems that he is commanding thousands of troops and destroying a small group of enemies.

The momentum of catching turtles in a jar, if it is light, really makes a crowd for it stupefied, then angry.

Youzhong Anxi is also a little hero of ghost doctor. He can bear the pain of losing his younger brother, waiting for the Chinese police to catch Qin Lang and kill him.

But at this time, Youzhong Anxi is still angry and wants to vomit blood.

Hands clenched, blue veins protruding.

This is not only challenging his authority, but also ignoring the weight of the Youzhong family.

He looked at Qin Lang with a grim smile: "originally I wanted to let the Chinese police decide, but now it seems unnecessary."

"It's really not necessary."

"When the truth of Youzhong Chaogang's death is not comparable to that of Xiang's family, you will become my enemy completely."

Qin Lang's fingers glided on the samurai's sword: "I've always killed as many opponents as I could."

Seeing Qin Lang like this, Xiang Yayue's liver aches.

"Hubris!"

Youzhong Anxi retreated and roared: "do it!"

At one command, more than 60 Japanese rioted in an instant and rushed to Qin Lang without saying a word.

For them, obedience is far more important than the truth.

Xiang Yayue also grabs the gun again. She doesn't mind giving Qin Lang a shot as long as she has a chance.

"Whoosh --"

before Qin Lang did it himself, the wind had already rushed over.

He skilfully avoided the muzzle of the gun pointing at him, but the speed did not slow down, and moved forward quickly.

Alone!

Ten in first gear.

Ten meters!

Three meters!

The wind is not quick or slow.

In the last meter, the figure of the wind moving forward suddenly changed.

He was in a rush.

It's like a long knife that has endured for many years. It's scabbard in the blink of an eye. It's sharp and sharp, with clear outline.

Qin Lang was shocked. He saw that the wind was inviting the Moon Palace. During this period of time, martial arts were advancing by leaps and bounds, and it was more powerful than before.

The distance of one meter, the wind almost reached in an instant, the right hand suddenly waved.

A black light flashed by, and the throat of the three Japanese people who had been cut down by their swords was instantly torn out by the tip of their swords.

"Whoosh!"

Three streams of blood burst out almost at the same time, making the sound of autumn leaves being blown.

Three people stare big eyes, face unwilling to fall to the ground.

The wind did not have any waves, a step moved, like a ghost to avoid the six crossbows.

The next second, his right hand shook.

Two ninjas who attack from behind fall silent.

Seeing that five of his companions died in a row, the rest of the Japanese were furious, and the samurai slashed them with their swords.

The face of the wind does not change, and the body suddenly exerts strength.

"Whoosh!"

Like a sharp arrow, he dashed past a Japanese elite.

The latter warrior's sword fell to half, his body was shocked instantly, and his waist burst out a large stream of blood.

When he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, the sharp black sword quickly stabbed another person's throat like a poisonous snake.Waiting for the latter to cover the fatal wound, the black sword passed through another person's heart.

It's too crisp.

He killed several people, but the wind didn't change his face. The black sword was sharp and sharp, and the sword tip was like a snake. The two people in the way were quickly stabbed and overturned.

At this time, three samurai swords stabbed at the same time, the light interweaved, sealed off the wind's escape angle.

But the wind didn't dodge, and the black sword struck back.

Three samurai swords swung open in an instant.

The next second, they all eject back in a strange way.

"Ah --"

three shrieks sounded!

Blood oozed from the jaws and shoulders of the three enemies.

The wind took another step forward and cut their throats.

Seeing that the wind is so domineering, Xiang Yayue looks ugly and winks at a confidant.

A Xiang's bodyguard raised the muzzle of the gun to lock in feng'er's figure.

"Pounce --"

Qin Lang swept his toes and shot out with a knife.

"Whoosh!"

The blade hissed against the air.

Then, the half knife pierced into the chest of the Xiang family bodyguard to shoot, and flew out with his thin body. Finally, he collapsed on the pillar.

Blood stained the flowers around the body.

The latter holds the broken knife on his chest, and his eyes are still full of unbelievable fear. It seems that he did not expect to be killed by the other party.

Death is not in peace.

Xiang Yayue and their faces changed dramatically. They didn't expect Qin Lang to kill the bodyguard like this.

Qin Lang faint voice: "don't hit a black gun, it's best not to open a gun, or you must die."

Xiang Yayue is pretty and gloomy. She wants to refute, but she finally shut up.

Six Xiang family bodyguards holding guns looked embarrassed and lowered their guns.

They didn't want to be frightened by Qin Lang, but they didn't dare to point a gun at him and feng'er.

"Whoosh ---"

at this time, the fierce battle between the two sides has entered a white hot.

There was a wound on Feng Nu's arm, and a dozen Japanese warriors took the opportunity to surround her.

More than a dozen sharp blades twinkled and killed the wind girl.

The wind shakes its backhand, and a sword flashes like a rainbow through the sun.

Then the sword suddenly dissipated all over the sky. There was a sound in the sky. The only one with star awn was that sword.

All the samurai swords that besiege feng'er are cut off by the wind. Then the wind shows her eyebrows and the tip of the sword is shining.