When Song Ming saw no one answering, his heart sank, and suddenly he had an idea and used Chaokeli.
"He can give each of us... fifty thousand!"
Song Ming looked at the four face-to-face people and offered a price to buy his own life.
"How about 50,000 for each person, please just ask us to let him go?" Song Ming's voice trembled, revealing a frightened plea.
Hearing this, Wei An observed the other three people in Dong without leaving any trace.
The fox mask and the sword were indifferent, but the man in gray moved his eyes, seeming to be moved.
"kill!"
A second later, the fox mask made a cold sound, and pulled the blade of the sword, with murderous intent.
"Damn it!"
Song Ming was frightened, gritted his teeth, and roared, "If we don't give him a way to survive, he will fight with you."
He was seen raising his long sword, holding it out brazenly, and pounced straight towards the fox mask, as if he was seeking to fight for his life.
However, he didn't take a step, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the other person.
Isn't it really a false phoenix move?
Song Ming knew very well that he would die in Dongjiu surrounded by four people. In this case, he might as well give it a try and choose one of them as a breakthrough.
Just hope that he can repel that person in an instant, so that he can break out of the encirclement and get a chance to escape.
The fox mask swordsmanship is vicious and not at the eighth level. Song Ming feels that even if he makes one mistake, he may not be able to defeat his opponent.
The horse-killing sword is powerful and heavy, as steady as a rock, and you can tell it is not easy to mess with.
Although the man in gray has no weapons on his legs, his boxing skills are equally fierce and should not be underestimated.
These three people are all genuine eighth-grade people, and Song Ming is also eighth-grade. He is not sure whether he can defeat any of the three people in an instant.
No!
The direction Song Ming chose to break through was Wei An!
There is that person who doesn't show much and doesn't seem to be very strong.
"Hey, are you coming at him?" Wei An was startled for a moment, then carefully looked at Song Ming's actions, and then Minghong came over.
"Did that guy think of him as a soft persimmon and think he could break out of him?"
Wei An was speechless and dumbfounded.
He had been playing soy sauce just now and had no intention of competing for credit. He never expected that in Song Ming's eyes, this move would become a sign of weakness.
Song Ming rushed out, the long sword burst out with powerful force, tearing the air, carrying a sharp cry, and waved out a shadow of the sword, like a flower stamen shrouded in it.
"Red lotus stamens!"
Wei An recognized Song Ming's killing move at a glance, his performance was very good, and he had practiced it to the level of Dacheng.
At that moment, several thoughts flashed through his mind.
The swordsmanship performed by the fox mask is not the same as the Red Lotus swordsmanship, and the method is a bit strange.
The Zhanma Dao is simple and crude, and it is impossible to see his true identity.
The man in gray has good boxing skills, but his style is a bit wild.
In other words, none of those three people used the martial arts of the Dihu Gang, as if they had nothing to do with the Dihu Gang.
Thinking of this, Wei An's mind started to worry.
He watched Song Ming come to kill, and the red lotus knot was displayed without reservation, and then Wei An, who had practiced the red lotus knot to perfection, was so familiar with the technique that there was no flaw in his eyes.
Wei An moved his feet eastward, first took a half step forward, turned his body to the left, turned his waist, twisted his ankle, and moved one step to the right.
Swish, brush, brush!
Heavy sword shadows came, but they all passed by Wei An's body, and not a single sword could touch the corner of his clothes.
Song Ming tried his best to use his killing move, but it just failed.
This scene fell into Song Ming's eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. He was immediately dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
puff!
A moment later, Wei An suddenly took out a bag of something, and while Song Ming was distracted, he lightly hit him in the face.
The bag exploded immediately, scattering a large amount of dust.
"Ah, his eyes!"
Song Ming yelled and stepped back, stroking his legs around his face and shaking his head.
From the moment he used his gun, mistakenly used Wei An's killing move, to the moment he was hit by the bag of things, the whole process happened in a split second.
The three people in the fox mask were all staring at Song Ming, preparing to attack him. They did not see the whole process. Just after blinking, they suddenly heard Song Ming yelling and a cloud of dust scattered.
The three people didn't know what the dust was, so they stopped themselves and stepped back, surprised and confused.
"Then, lime powder?!"
At a moment's notice, the three people in fox masks recognized what the dust was and were immediately speechless.
No one expected that Wei An, who was not a man of martial ethics, actually used Dong Sanlan's legs and injured Song Ming's eyes.
I want to know that the physical strength of a warrior is far beyond that of ordinary people, and each punch and kick can make the wind howl.
If I hit the warrior with lime powder, he would blow the lime powder back with a wave of his legs.
A mortal's legs like Dong Sanlan can't hurt a warrior at all.
In the face of real strength, all operations will be flashy and vulnerable!
"Don't ask to kill him, don't ask to kill him..."
Song Ming couldn't see anything anymore. He was terrified. He slashed at random with his sword and screamed in despair.
"Death!" The sword-slayer said without much words. He cut Song Ming in half with a horizontal slash.
The world is quiet.
Then, Fox Mask took out a flag and spread it out, with an eye-catching golden character embroidered on the blue base fabric.
"Yan!"
That is not the flag of the Yan family!
Fox Mask threw the flag where Song Ming's body was, and then said to Wei An and the others: "Their mission is completed, let's go back."
After that, she left on her own.
Zhanma Dao crossed his legs, ran into the night without saying a word, and quickly disappeared.
When the man in gray saw this, he didn't stop, pointed his toes, and walked away.
Wei An looked at the three people, then looked at the three corpses, and thought: Are we not going to touch the corpses?
Well done, then he won’t be polite!
Wei An used his legs together and quickly searched the three corpses, found three money bags, and then turned around and left.
Enter the city!
Wei An walked around the city to make sure no one was following him before returning to Dihu Martial Arts Hall.
"Well, let's see what we get."
Wei An entered the room, took off his disguise, and immediately took out three money bags.
The two money bags were very dry, and they didn't have much money. The total amount was only a little over a thousand.
The other money bag belonged to Song Ming Dynasty. He was obviously rich and carried more than 15,000 Dongpin rough stones with him.
"Not bad."
Wei An was overjoyed.
In the blink of an eye, the next day came, and a breaking news spread quickly throughout the city.
Song Ming, the son-in-law of the Huo family, was ambushed and brutally killed on his way back to Hongshui City. The flag of the Dongyan family was left at the scene.
During that time, the Yan family and the Dihu Gang were at war with each other over a rough stone mine, and the situation was tense.
The Yan family seemed to want to teach the Dihu Gang a lesson, so they actually killed the Huo family's son-in-law.
"Song Ming..."
When Wei An heard the news, the corner of his mouth twitched and he looked at the sky outside the window. The storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.
Just in the evening, he received a reward from the Zhou family, 30,000 Dongpin rough stones.