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Chapter One Hundred and Six

Zhang Sanyi laughed loudly when he heard this and said:

"Who hasn't? I won't be without either!

Let me tell you, you silly sheep, I'm afraid you don't know anything.

In the past, our teacher Gao was the strange leader of the entire Yinzhou City.

She decides who has the fate and what kind of trick they will become, and how they will die and become what kind of trick they become!

She is the real master of our Yinzhou City!

But who will do the errands for her? That’s our Zhang family!

Those collisions were all designed by us, and all underworld forces are just disguises. We are the underground controllers of Yinzhou City.

I was the one who put the cellar guard in your house in. At that time, I just wanted a favor from your brother, but he didn't give it to me!

The most speechless thing is that the group of fools from the Zhu family actually wanted to eliminate the weirdness, but not all of them died in the end.

Later, Teacher Gao disappeared for some unknown reason and was replaced by Old Man Jing.

He didn't like our family and almost died.

Li Er beat me and I kept staring at them. I discovered their secret and reported it to Old Man Jing. In the end, the Li family was gone!"

Zhang San spoke triumphantly there.

He felt uncomfortable having no one to share these secrets with, so now he told them all to Yang Xiuming.

"Look at how awesome Li Er is, didn't he die in the end?

You see how powerful Zhu Wu is, but he didn’t die in the end?

You all look down on me, but you never thought that I am actually the most powerful!"

Yang Xiuming's face was gloomy and he glanced out the window. It was only noon now and there were still a few hours until night.

Zhang San immediately saw Yang Xiuming's look.

He shook his head and said: "Yang Xiuming, do you think you are strong because you are elite?

Tell you, it’s nothing!”

During the conversation, a person walked out behind Zhang San.

This man was a wretched old man, very short. He pointed at Yang Xiuming and used his ability.

For a moment, Yang Xiuming felt as if he was locked by a big lock, unable to move.

"This is my third uncle, the Iron Lock Master who locks Dao and Kun. He will lock you up as a little night watchman, just for fun."

Yang Xiuming silently felt that he was completely locked and unable to move.

However, as long as he unites his divine sword, he can completely break this shackles.

But Yang Xiuming did not move and just shouted:

"Zhang San, what are you doing?"

Zhang San sneered and said:

"Don't do anything. After my investigation, you often get Lujing and sell it to Young Master Jing and Li Er.

Tell me honestly, how did you get those law crystals?

Don't tell me that you went to the wild to kill strange treasures in the middle of the night?"

Yang Xiuming opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a long time. He really got it by killing monsters in the wild...

Zhang San said coldly: "It's okay, you don't have to say anything.

There are no secrets that can be kept in the dungeon of my Zhang family!

Even if you keep it, your parents, your younger brothers and sisters, let me see if they can keep it?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiuming's expression changed and he said angrily: "How dare you!"

Zhang San said: "What am I afraid of?

Your brother is coming back soon. When he comes back, he may replace our Zhang family. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, so strike first to gain the upper hand!

I have something else to do, please come and put this kid in a dungeon, and I will take care of him slowly tonight."

Someone immediately came over and removed the night demon weapons from Yang Xiuming's body one by one.

Then he was taken to the basement of this building and sent to a prison.

Yang Xiuming felt like he was carrying a shackle, holding him down.

This is the ability of Lord Lock Dao Iron Lock, a third-level legend. Zhang San and the others were extremely confident and completely subdued Yang Xiuming.

Yang Xiuming was pulled into the dungeon, and his whole body seemed to be locked, unable to move.

There was a very fishy smell in the dungeon, and screams could be heard from other cells from time to time. It was simply a purgatory on earth.

Yang Xiuming was not in a hurry. There was no result on his side, and the Zhang family would not touch his parents and family.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that it was Zhang San who was the one who caused the evil all along, and he was the one who set up the trap guarding the cellar.

The reason for attacking him this time was probably because his eldest brother had returned and touched the interests of the Zhang family, so he acted first.

In this case, don't blame yourself.

Yang Xiuming felt endless murderous intent in his heart.

Silently waiting for time to pass, the sun gradually sets and enters night.

If the other party has respect, it is better to be cautious and safety first.

Wait until night comes, your home court, and then go on a killing spree.

Yang Xiuming remained motionless, waiting here. When the time was almost up, he shouted:

"Brothers, come!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yue and Fu Xialiang arrived.

Yang Xiuming looked around, trying to break free from the shackles, when suddenly someone appeared in the dungeon.

Yang Xiuming did not take action and looked at the person coming.

The two sturdy men, laughing and joking, pulled Yang Xiuming back to the third floor.

In the middle of the third floor, there is a table of fine wine and food, elbow, roast goose, sheep head, and all kinds of delicacies.

Zhang San was feasting here. In front of the table, there was a stove with various torture instruments, especially several soldering irons, which were burning red in the stove.

Seeing Yang Xiuming escorted him, he laughed and said:

"Yang Xiuming, it's hard to be in the dungeon down there!

Hurry up and tell me honestly, where did those law crystals come from?"

Very arrogant attitude!

Yang Xiuming shook his head and said: "Zhang San, I will also give you a chance. Let me go now, and you will be safe again. If you are a classmate, I won't..."

Zhang San interrupted him and said, "There's so much nonsense. Someone, come and put a plum blossom mark on his head!"

Immediately, some men came over and wanted to brand Yang Xiuming with a soldering iron.

Yang Xiuming shook his head and said: "There is no other way. If you don't take the road to heaven..."

Zhang Yue said: "Why are you talking nonsense to him? Kill him!"

In an instant, a sword energy burst out from Yang Xiuming's body. The maple leaf mark on his wrist moved, and the sword and man merged into one, turning into a sword light and rising into the sky.

With a flash of sword light and a click, the shackles on Yang Xiuming's body were shattered.

Then the sword light burst out, facing Zhang San's side, turning into a white rainbow and penetrating through.

Over there, a shackle suddenly appeared, firmly holding Bai Hong back.

Yang Xiuming took action, and the first person he dealt with was Lord Iron Lock.

Under the sword lock, the two men fought against each other. Suddenly, in the light of the sword, a thunder erupted.

It's the magical thunderbolt!

If you attack, there will be a response. If there is thunder, there will be an avalanche accompanying it.

This thunderbolt is actually not strong, but it is very sudden.

Under the bombardment of this thunder, Lord Iron Lock groaned and fell into a trance.

Suddenly unable to resist Zhang Yue's sword light, he flashed and turned into powder under the sword light, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. At this time, Yang Xiuming's body and sword were separated.

He looked here and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his face. The entire building was plunged into darkness.

All lights are extinguished, and all light is dim.

Then Yang Xiuming moved with his sword, thunder roared, and killed everyone from the third floor to the first floor, and then from the first floor to the third floor, leaving no one behind.

"The River Shakes, the Sea Falls, and the Clouds Fall", "The White Monkey Holds the Peach Sword", in the darkness, one shock, one stab, one sword, one thunder, no mercy.

Five elites and sixteen combatants were all killed in the blink of an eye, leaving only Zhang San alone, sitting there stupidly.
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