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It seems that I am too lenient in my daily life. They are all lazy and greedy, and have forgotten how to eat!
……
Chen Mu looked at Lin Que expressionlessly.
He didn't want to do it.
He just wanted to talk to Lin Que alone to clear up the misunderstanding between them.
Isn't it just a gift?
For a stable life.
It’s time to save, it’s time to spend money!
But this group of people actually acted together? !
Still want to catch him to feed the fish? !
The water is so cold!
Catching people to feed the fish in the middle of the night?!
How cruel!
Chen Mu had no choice but to take action.
Fortunately, he never dropped his throwing skill proficiency. Even though the number was small every day, he still slowly reached the fourth level.
Tielianzi has added a group messaging function.
If you throw a handful of them out, each one can take a life.
I was surrounded by so many people just now.
Chen Mu was extremely scared!
He is just a law-abiding commoner. How could he have ever seen such a scene?
Without even thinking, he threw out a handful of iron lotus seeds.
Looking at his gang members lying on the ground, Chen Mu was filled with relief.
"Proficiency doesn't lie!"
……
Lin Que slowly raised his head with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"It seems that you are not Zuo Sheng's man."
"Zhuyi Pavilion?"
"Zhuyi Pavilion is a wealthy family, so they probably won't feel bad if someone dies."
Lin Que pulled out two forearm-length knives from behind his waist.
"No, how could you be from Zhuyi Pavilion? You must be from Zuo Sheng."
Lin Que laughed grimly and said, "It's normal for the various halls of the Jinghong Gang to spar with each other and have a few casualties, right? Haha..."
So what about Zhuyi Pavilion!
A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake.
He didn't believe that Zhuyi Pavilion would go to war with Jinghong Gang just for a small pawn!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 65 Contribution
After realizing the consequences of the murder, Lin Que grinned, his legs moved forward and backward, and his back arched.
The muscles all over the body contracted and tensed in an instant, and the whole person was like a bow with a fully drawn string.
He practiced the Black Leopard Form Training Technique for twenty years, practicing diligently every day. At the age of thirty, he achieved the Great Mastery of Yi Sui, and became one of the top masters of Jing Hong Gang. He wielded two sharp and fierce swords in one hand, and was feared by the Jin Shui River.
This is the reason why he was in charge of a hall in his thirties.
"Secret Technique: Fang!"
Boom!
He was like an arrow shot from a bow, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the sight of ordinary people.
Chen Mu only felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and two bright knife lights suddenly appeared in front of him.
The knife lights crossed, like silver scissors, cutting towards the throat with a cold breath.
The speed of this move was much faster than the ordinary Yi Sui, so Chen Mu had no time to release the magic smoke.
In a flash, the results of tens of thousands of times of hard practice of the form technique appeared in a short period of time.
The knife light seemed to slow down countless times, and Chen Mu's figure was as thin as a piece of paper. His body gently fell diagonally backward, and then he exerted force with his left leg and suddenly jumped to the right.
puff!
The wooden hatch suddenly broke in two.
Chen Mu's voice appeared at the edge of the deck, looking at the broken hatch with lingering fear.
If he hadn't dodged it just now, his head would have been gone.
"Oh? You can actually hide there? What a pleasant surprise."
"It's interesting to know how to resist..."
Lin Que deftly made a knife flower with his hands.
"I like eating fish sashimi the most and I am good at it because my knife is sharp enough."
"You know what? Not only can I cut a transparent fillet of fish, but I can also cut off all the tender meat without killing the fish."
"My knife is really fast." Lin Que looked at Chen Mu with malicious eyes: "You won't die after I finish cutting."
"Secret Technique: Fang!"
Lin Que's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared out of thin air beside Chen Mu.
The double knives were like embroidery needles, deftly stabbing into the gap between the left chest ribs.
Once it hits, it can immediately cut through the skin and flesh, pass through the ribs, and go straight to the heart!
Chen Mu instinctively used the Red Falcon Movement Style.
His body was like a nimble falcon, floating backward along the wind from the opponent's sword.
Lin Que laughed loudly and drew his sword as fast as lightning, with every strike of his sword being fatal.
Chen Mu, however, was like a speck of dust in the sun, lightly dodging the hands that were constantly trying to grab him.
At this thrilling moment, Chen Mu's mind fell into a strange silence, like a calm lake.
Facing Lin Que's unbridled smile, he felt as if someone was grabbing his heart.
This naked malice, this vicious look, made him shudder.
This was the first time he had seen a truly evil person.
The people I met before were at most thugs.
The person in front of me is a villain who is rotten from the inside out!
Treating people like fish and slicing them alive?!
How can such a person exist in the world?!
terrible!
We must kill him!
It's like a runner hearing the starting gun.
The moment his mind was focused, all of Chen Mu's skills were mobilized.
The strength under his feet emerged, and his already swift figure accelerated again.
With a flash of cold light in his hands, two short swords suddenly appeared.
"One strike from the universe!"
"One strike from the universe!"
"One strike from the universe!"
Ding ding ding ding…
The tip of the sword collided with the blade, sparks flying.
Attack and defense changed instantly.
Chen Mu turned into a black shadow, circling around Lin Que. The sword in his sleeve appeared and disappeared like a ghost, and he stabbed nine times in a row!
Lin Que's face changed drastically.
He never thought that the little lamb just now would suddenly turn into a big bad wolf!
He tried his best to maintain the frequency of his sword attacks.
Because if he was a little slower, he would be hit by the tip of the sword.
Clang!
Sparks flying!
Lin Que's heart skipped a beat.
The knife is broken!
"and many more!"
"One strike from the universe!"
"One strike from the universe!"
"One strike from the universe!"