Chapter 98

Leixu's head rumbled on the ground. His face was frozen with fear before death. His unwilling eyes stared at him.

Kneeling on the ground, the heads of the families were frightened. They cried for help one by one, and their heads were smashed. They just wanted the monsoon smoke to give them a way.

Yang Jian's figure appeared beside the monsoon smoke. The three pointed and two edged knives in his hands were as bright as new, and there was no blood stain.

He is waiting for the next order from jifengyan.

It's killing, it's staying.

Yang Jian's figure fell into the eyes of the kneeling people, just like a despicable ghost, and they cried more and more miserable.

The cry was shrill, and the eardrum of the pricker hurt.

Monsoon smoke slightly raised his eyes to sweep away, looked at those crying face purple masters, lightly waved, "roll."

The heads of the family wake up like a dream, and they are all grateful. They want to go, but

"I'm talking about - get out." The eyes of monsoon smoke narrowed slightly and smiled clearly, which made people feel chilly.

The owners who were going to let the surviving attendants help them back now understand the meaning of monsoon smoke. They pushed away the attendants who were helping them and nodded their heads.

"Get out of here, little ones! Get out of here! "

Say, they ignore the pain on the body, one by one the ground roll more and more far.

If it wasn't for the situation, the people on the other side would have laughed.

Who would have thought that these family leaders who usually play domineering roles in Jicheng would one day roll on the ground like a pile of mud.

Murderous has stopped, the monsoon smoke looked at the mess, exhaled, raised his hand and patted Yang Jian's shoulder, "hard."

Yang Jian stood still.

The monsoon smoke looked at the owners who rolled farther and farther away, as if thinking of something, and suddenly said: "you, wait."

The owners almost peed, lying on the ground motionless, afraid that the monsoon smoke suddenly changed their mind.

"It's too dirty here. Send someone to clean it up." Monsoon smoke cold not Ding lost a sentence.

Those heads of family who dare not say a word, one by one should be straightforward.

When the matter is over, the monsoon smoke takes back its claws. "Well, the fun is over. Isn't a pile of meat sauce disgusting?"

This is obviously for the people who watched the whole process.

Everyone "..."

Feelings these broken arms and limbs are not made by this one?

It's going to be disgusting.

However, no one dared to say this, and all of them felt their noses in silence, and then disappeared quietly.

But what happened today has become their eternal shadow.

After today, the city Lord of Jicheng has moved.

Everyone will know that they have a new city Lord who does not like to play cards according to common sense.

Seeing the crowd dispersed, the monsoon smoke stretched out, turned to Ling He and other people who had been stunned: "brother Ling, it's OK to be less angry. It's not good to fight and kill all the people on his back."

“……” Linghe's mouth slightly twitches. He thinks that among the people, the most inappropriate one to say this is their young lady, right?

As if to see Linghe's belly, monsoon smoke said with a smile: "I call it killing to stop killing. "

Ling heme.

Isn't it still killing!

No matter how helpless he was about the fallacy of monsoon smoke, Ling he realized once again that their young lady was not as delicate as an ordinary woman, and that their arrogance and determination made all these Iron-blooded men blush for it.