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Chapter 87, Big Sword Club (1)

"Escape!" When Meng Pingzhu angrily pushed away the chaotic prisoners and rushed out, Di Cheng had already run out of the woods and fled towards the gate. It was no longer possible to catch up.

"Trash! More than forty people can't stop the three of them!" Daluo punched the big tree next to him, causing a burst of dead leaves to fly.

The prisoners who followed were panting heavily and their eyes were full of unwillingness, but in the face of Da Luo's angry scolding, no one dared to refute. Looking back just now, although Di Cheng and the others were aggressive in their offensive, in general they were still

They themselves were in disarray and disorganized, making it difficult to form a real encirclement.

Wiping the blood on his face, Meng Pingzhu cast his stern gaze into the night in the distance. "The three of us fought together with one person, and even gained the upper hand... What kind of strength is Di Cheng!"

The seemingly downcast and lethargic native dog narrowed his eyes and said solemnly: "It is indeed very strong, not weaker than Emperor Xi Yu. Brother Meng and Di Cheng did not explicitly admit that the people they brought out were all dead, so... I

I suspect those people still exist, maybe not far away. If he escapes today, it will be a disaster in the future."

Da Luo also said: "We can't stay here anymore. If Di Cheng leaves, the police will probably surround us immediately. Our identity cannot be discovered by the police yet, Brother Meng, let's leave Changchun first."

"Call the police? Does Di Cheng dare? Don't forget that he has the same identity as us. Once the city's police are alerted, no one will survive." Meng Pingzhu snorted coldly.

Pushing his eyes on the bridge of his nose, Fang Zhongshou pulled off his mask, revealing a frighteningly pale face: "Don't worry so much. I think Di Cheng has a close relationship with the Wei family. As long as Wei Yehua and the others are still in our hands,

, he doesn’t dare to do anything nonsense. I propose to transfer the Wei family first, torture them out of their money and business secrets, and then talk about other things."

Meng Pingzhu's eyes flashed uncertainly for a moment, he was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Leave this manor first, let's hide in the mountains, but I warn you Fang Zhongshou, I won't stop you from playing with anatomy, but this is the Wei family you are most interested in

Just don’t go too far.”

"Why, are you afraid? Even if Di Cheng still has companions, it is impossible for him to find us again in the vast Changchun. If you don't kill Wei Yehua, what else do you want to do, let him go? You have laid a foundation for yourself for no reason.

A hidden danger?”

"Really killing them is laying hidden dangers for yourself. Even if you insist on killing the Wei family, you have to wait until I leave." After saying that, Fang Zhongshou didn't wait to say more, and called his subordinates to leave: "Da Luo is responsible.

Bring the injured brother and the Wei family with you, and let the local dogs find some money, food, clothes and weapons. We will withdraw in ten minutes."

Leng Ran glanced at Meng Pingzhu who walked in. Fang Zhongshou snorted coldly. He obviously wanted to kill the Wei family, but he didn't want to take responsibility himself. What a good plan!

Holding Wei Shuxuan in his arms, he ran all the way and finally stopped after half an hour. Sha Lang, who was already far behind, staggered and fell to the ground. Yang Jing's body shape did not look exaggerated, but his refined muscles were

His weight far exceeded his appearance. Shalang had already suffered trauma in the fierce battle. Such high-intensity consumption had reached his limit...

"Sha Lang, what's going on?" Di Cheng took a deep breath and ran back quickly.

After breathing heavily like a bellows, Sha Lang finally swallowed hard for a long time, looked at the moonlight above his head, and shook his head tiredly: "It's okay, I can't die. Look... look... let's see how Brother Jing is doing.

.”

"It's okay, I can't die." Yang Jing's head was groggy. He waved his hands weakly when he heard this. He wanted to stand up but fell heavily to the ground. "TMD, what kind of evil magic did the longevity envoy in the room use? Why is that finger like that?

It makes me feel so uncomfortable."

Di Cheng frowned, carefully examined Yang Jing's ribs, and muttered: "Since Fang Zhongshou is called an anatomist, he should have a very clear understanding of the structure of the human body. Annie introduced him on the phone, and he is especially proficient in human acupuncture points.

.Lao Yang, your body doesn't look hurt from the outside, but the injury is not light. It should be... that he touched the acupuncture point."

"Is touching the acupuncture point so serious?" Yang Jing shook his heavy head vigorously and stood up reluctantly while holding on to the tree trunk.

"The acupuncture points of the human body are very mysterious. It is said that there are many fatal points. As long as the location is determined and the force is accurate, one can often kill someone with one blow. However, it is difficult for even an expert to achieve that effect, let alone a layman.

, not to mention that the opponents are those of us who have undergone special training. Fang Zhongshou can be selected into Skynet, which is quite capable. Lao Yang, next time we fight, Fang Zhongshou will be mine, and you will be in charge of Meng Pingzhu."

"I..." Yang Jing opened his mouth with some reluctance in his heart, but if Di Cheng's analysis is really correct, he did have a lot of luck in today's battle. If the acupuncture point was injured in the previous battle, maybe he

He would have died there a long time ago. His attack method is too brutal and explosive, and he is far inferior to the master Di Cheng in a duel with exquisite moves.

Di Cheng patted Yang Jing's shoulder and took out his phone to contact Wang Zhong: "Where are you now?"

"We entered Jilin Province three hours ago and are expected to enter Changchun in two days at the latest. Brother Cheng, how is the situation over there? Are you not injured?" Wang Zhong's heavy breathing and the sound of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the phone.

In order to avoid exposing the target, the 7th Brigade chose to travel day and night. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and everyone was still running quickly on the mountain road.

"Speed ​​up. We can get a few cars if necessary, but we must pay attention to concealment. We encountered an accident here and need assistance. You can get to Changchun by tomorrow afternoon at the latest. I will contact you when the specific meeting place is available."

"Yes!" Wang Zhong didn't ask any more questions and nodded heavily. "But..."

"What's wrong?"

There was a slight hesitation on the other end of the phone. After a few faint whispers, Wang Zhong finally spoke: "Brother Cheng...that...Xi Yuhuang and Ye Wantong followed. They said they wanted to see how terrifying the other Skynet members are."

"Xi Yuhuang and Ye Wantong?" Di Cheng frowned slightly.

"Hello!" The phone seemed to have been snatched away, and Ye Wantong's charming voice came: "The others were led by Jin Xuan to continue deeper into the Himalayas. Only Xi Yuhuang and I are here. Don't worry, we are all doing our best.

If you put on makeup, no one will recognize you."

"Xi Yuhuang's injury..."

"80% done!" Xi Yuhuang's indifferent but firm voice came from the phone.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of Di Cheng's mouth raised: "Okay, you're welcome, Emperor Xi Yu, you will lead the team. I will see you enter Changchun tomorrow afternoon at the latest! I left a big meal for you!"

"Are Crow Crow and Ye Wantong here?" Yang Jing asked with raised eyebrows.

Di Cheng's gloomy face finally showed some relief. "The two guys are unwilling to be lonely and want to come over to see the anatomy Fang Zhongshou. I was originally worried about your and Sha Lang's injuries, so this is just right. Meng Pingzhu handed it over to

Let Emperor Xi Yu, the lord of death row, deal with it."

"Hey...are we...going to call the police?" Wei Shuxuan interrupted cautiously. When the three of them turned their heads, their bodies trembled slightly in fear and they quickly took a few steps back. After all, Di Cheng and the others were there.

The Wei family's performance was too shocking, and now they were covered in blood and looked inelegant. Being in the wasteland late at night, Wei Shuxuan could not help but feel fear in her heart.

Di Cheng took a deep breath slowly, suppressed his negative emotions as much as possible, tried his best to smile, and looked at Wei Shuxuan calmly: "Do you believe me?"

"I..." Wei Shuxuan looked at Di Cheng hesitantly, and asked cautiously again: "Who are you? Why did you save me."

A trace of sourness and pain flashed deep in his eyes. Di Cheng exhaled, his smile disappeared, and he slowly sat down on the grass, saying softly: "It doesn't matter who I am, just rest. Since I saved you, I won't

Hurt you. As for your parents, I will rescue them tomorrow night, I promise."

"Why don't you go to the police?" When she mentioned her parents, Wei Shuxuan immediately became anxious, and regardless of her fear, she stepped closer.

Sha Lang snorted coldly: "It's useless to look for them. Apart from shouting a few words, 'Stop and don't move', what else can you do? If you really count on them, your parents have been dead for who knows how many days."

"

"Then... what should I do? Please, save my family, please." Wei Shuxuan was so anxious that she knelt down to Di Cheng and begged with tears. Without any support, they could only hold on tightly.

Let Dicheng be your life-saving straw.

Di Chengcheng wanted to rub her hair, but looking at this unfamiliar face, his heart felt stinging. He just lifted it up and then fell down again. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Girl, get up, I will definitely save them. I

I said it...I promise."

Yang Jing and Sha Lang also sat down slowly. After simply treating their wounds, they leaned against the tree trunk and closed their eyes, hoping to relieve their fatigue as soon as possible.

The scene fell silent for a while, and Wei Shuxuan quietly looked at Di Cheng. The moonlight shone down, reflecting a face that was not very handsome, but resolute and charming. For some reason, that inexplicable sense of security and familiarity came to mind again. "

Do we... know each other?"

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