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"Where did you get such a friend!?" Chu Zhaozhao's eyes widened and he looked at Wang Che in disbelief, who was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
"To be precise, we shouldn't be considered friends yet..." Chu Qingxiao responded uncertainly.
Obviously, even Chu Qingxiao felt a little embarrassed by Wang Che's performance.
"No wonder Junior Uncle..." Chu Zhaozhao was about to bring up the old matter again, but mid-sentence, his expression suddenly changed.
She felt the black-armored hand squeezing her neck begin to tighten, her breathing suddenly became difficult and her face turned red.
Chu Qingxiao also noticed Chu Zhaozhao's strange behavior. He was stunned at first, but then he saw that Chu Zhaozhao's face became increasingly ugly in a few breaths.
At this moment, Heijia also turned his head to look at Chu Zhaozhao, with murderous intent clearly visible in his blood-colored pupils.
He didn't have time to think carefully about why Hei Jia showed such murderous intentions only to Chu Zhaozhao. He was shocked and slapped Hei Jia's arm that was holding him hard.
But Chu Zhaozhao, who possesses the cultivation level of the third realm, seems to be helpless in the hands of Heijia, let alone Chu Qingxiao.
He tried his best and exhausted all his strength, so much that the back of his hand was bleeding. However, when his fist landed on Hei Jia's body, his body did not even shake in the slightest.
The black-armored arm was still exerting force, Chu Zhaozhao's face turned blue, and it became difficult to breathe.
Chu Qingxiao, who was helpless, could only look sideways at Wang Che and shouted: "Save her quickly! Wang Che! Save her quickly!"
Wang Che, who had fallen into a trance for some reason, finally regained some energy in his empty pupils when he heard Chu Qingxiao's roar.
He stood up in a daze, hearing Chu Qingxiao's anxious roar. In front of him was the mountain-like black armor, lifting Chu Zhaozhao high, and the poisonous-tongued girl no longer had the domineering attitude before, but was now dying.
At stake.
He finally came back to his senses. He looked at Chu Zhaozhao and seemed to hesitate at that moment.
"Wang Che! Save him quickly!" Chu Qingxiao's urging voice came again.
Wang Che gritted his teeth, then lifted up the stone on the ground again, roared and smashed it hard on the head of the black armor.
This was definitely a blow that was filled with all Wang Che's strength. The huge stone fell heavily on the black armor's helmet.
clang!
After a muffled sound, the stone shattered.
The black-armored body remained motionless, but at this moment he turned to look at Wang Che, the culprit.
That cold gaze made Wang Che tremble and feel a little afraid.
Immediately afterwards, the black armor was seen throwing Chu Qingxiao out of his hand, and his free arm suddenly pinched Wang Che's neck, lifting him up like Chu Zhaozhao.
"You...what are you going to do!"
"I am Wang Dagui's son. He knows the county magistrate. If you kill me..."
The panicked Wang Che grabbed Hei Jia's arm with both hands, trying to identify himself and solve the crisis.
But the black armor maintained the silence it had maintained since its appearance, seeming to turn a deaf ear to Wang Che's threats, and only continued to increase the force on its palms.
Wang Che's words stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. A feeling of suffocation came over him. His face turned red and his body was lifted high. No matter how much he kicked his feet and swung his hands, it was to no avail.
Chu Qingxiao, who was thrown out, fell to pieces in the snow. He finally regained his balance. When he looked up, he saw Wang Che and Chu Zhaozhao being lifted up by the black armor, with more air coming out and less air coming in.
There were bursts of pain all over his body, and there was a huge tearing pain in his left ankle.
But at this moment, he couldn't care about anything else. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and limped quickly towards the black armor.
He tried hard to knock on the opponent's armor, but was unable to stop the opponent's actions.
He simply grabbed the opponent's neck with both hands, threw himself at his junior, and rained fists towards Heijia's head.
But as Chu Zhaozhao said, the black armor was indeed a bit strange. No matter how hard Chu Qingxiao struck it, even though blood was oozing from the back of his hand, the opponent remained motionless and seemed unable to hurt him at all.
Seeing Chu Zhaozhao and Wang Che's breathing getting weaker and weaker, Chu Qingxiao was anxious, but the monster in front of him was not something he could fight against.
"mask."
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came.
The voice came suddenly, as if it was ringing in my mind.
The voice was very unfamiliar, and Chu Qingxiao was sure that no one he knew had such a voice.
But it feels strangely familiar...
So without much thought, he subconsciously stretched out his hands and pressed them on the black iron mask of the black armor.
Then, he roared and pulled with all his strength.
The black iron mask was torn off by him at this moment.
"ah!"
The moment the mask was taken off, the black armor seemed to have been greatly hurt. He let out a wail, squeezed Wang Che's and Chu Zhaozhao's hands and released them smoothly. He knelt on the ground, covering his own
His face kept wailing.
Chu Zhaozhao and Wang Che landed on the ground, gasping for air, their faces full of lingering fear for the rest of their lives.
Chu Qingxiao also fell to the ground. He looked at the kneeling black armor, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the inner courtyard, and it seemed that a large group of people were quickly approaching here.
Chu Zhaozhao, who was the first to recover, quickly stood up, pulled Wang Che, who was still in a daze, and said loudly: "Let's go!"
Wang Che, who came to his senses, also quickly stood up. The two of them came to Chu Qingxiao, greeting him and wanting him to escape together.
But Chu Qingxiao's eyes were dull, looking straight at the wailing black armor, turning a deaf ear to the shouts of the two men.
"Why are you dazed! Let's go!" Chu Zhaozhao shouted loudly.
Chu Qingxiao felt like waking up from a dream this time. He tried to stand up, but the severe pain in his ankle caused him to fall back into the snow.
Only then did Chu Zhaozhao discover that Chu Qingxiao's left trouser leg had been torn during the fight, and the exposed ankle was severely red and swollen.
At this time, the door to the inner courtyard was opened, and seven or eight figures in black armor were rushing towards the place.
Chu Zhaozhao didn't have time to think too much. He knelt down and helped Chu Qingxiao up while saying again: "Let's go!"
The black armor pursued them very quickly, and the thick snow on the ground seemed to be unable to stop them from moving forward at all.
The three of them came to the courtyard wall in embarrassment, and the black armor behind them was getting closer and closer.
Chu Zhaozhao handed Chu Qingxiao to Wang Che, jumped onto the wall, and at the same time turned around and stretched out his hand towards Wang Che.
Although Wang Che was panicked, he still lifted up Chu Qingxiao's body first and let Chu Zhaozhao pull Chu Qingxiao up the courtyard wall.
Then he stretched out his hand and wanted to scale the courtyard wall with the help of Chu Qingxiao and Chu Zhaozhao.
But at this time, those black armors were already very close to them, and the leader among them raised a scimitar high and was about to slash at Wang Che.
Wang Che's heart was filled with death, and he shouted: "Hurry! Hurry!"
Chu Qingxiao and Chu Zhaozhao also realized that the situation was dangerous, and they quickly reached out to hold Wang Che. At the same time, they used all their strength to pull, and Wang Che's body jumped up with the help of the force.
Clang.
There was only a muffled sound, and the wall where Wang Che had just stood was struck by the scimitar. Sand and stone flew into the solid wall, and a huge notch was created.
Wang Che lowered his head and glanced at that place, thinking that if he had taken one step slower, he might have separated his upper and lower body by now.
Wang Che, who was thinking about this, didn't dare to think any more. He stepped on the wall with his feet and jumped suddenly, finally climbing up the courtyard wall.
The three of them didn't dare to stay for a moment, and hurriedly climbed over the wall at this moment.
And they naturally didn't notice that the moment they left the private house, the black armored men who were still menacing just now were like puppets with their strings cut off.
The blood in their eyes extinguished, their hands holding the swords dropped, and they stood there blankly.
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The three of them ran wildly through Wuling City like they were desperate, until they rushed in to cause trouble.
The noise of the surrounding vendors and the conversations of passers-by were mixed together, making it a bustling place.
And this kind of excitement dispelled some of the uneasiness in the minds of the three of them.
Their pace slowed down, and Chu Zhaozhao looked back behind him to make sure that the black armors were not chasing him, and then he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But then she looked at Chu Qingxiao beside her and asked angrily.
"I said, what were you in a daze just now?"
"If we had been slower, we would have been caught by those guys!"
Chu Qingxiao was not in the mood to argue with her. He just frowned and said in a deep voice: "After I took off that person's mask just now, even though it was only for a moment, I could still clearly see what that guy looked like."
"Those black armors are not Zhu Yin..."
"Huh?" Chu Zhaozhao was stunned when he heard this, and while distracted, he bumped into an oncoming pedestrian.
She didn't have time to apologize. Amidst the dissatisfaction and scolding of the other party, she continued to run forward in an embarrassed manner. At the same time, she looked sideways at Chu Qingxiao: "Is our inference wrong? How are you sure they are not Zhu Yin pretending to be?"
"I know him..." Chu Qingxiao lowered his head and slowed down his steps.
"Huh? Who is it?"
"Brother Qian." Chu Qingxiao's voice was a little lower.
Chu Zhaozhao rolled her eyes angrily and said, "Brother, do you think I can know who your money brother is?"
Chu Qingxiao didn't care about the sarcasm in Chu Zhaozhao's tone. He just frowned, and a cold light surged in the depths of his pupils.