Wushuang City is very quiet at night. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of a watchman knocking on bamboo boards and a few dogs barking.
It was late at night, and many people had already gone to sleep peacefully. Only some people who had stayed up all night and had evil intentions were left wandering the streets.
A wisp of dark clouds quietly moved from the horizon, passing over the head of Wushuang City. In the blink of an eye, it gathered up the scattered silver gauze one by one, and a cold atmosphere began to permeate the dark corners of Wushuang City.
On the quiet street, there was a sound of footsteps, and the slight sound caused a lot of movement in the quiet street.
This is a stern young man wearing blue attire and carrying a sea-blue sword. He walks slowly. His cold eyes are as sharp as the eyes of an eagle. A sinister curtain opens behind him, as if foreshadowing something.
A big drama is about to begin.
At the end of the street, there is a slightly dilapidated courtyard. There are a group of people standing in twos and threes outside. They are uniformly dressed in black ties, with tattoos on their arms, fierce eyes, and daggers on their waists. This is the head of Wushuang City's notorious 'Small Knife Club'.
rudder.
Some of these people were discussing in low voices, some were leaning against the wall with their eyes closed, and some were picking their noses. However, there were screams in the courtyard, and painful howls continued to be heard. In the lonely and cold night
It sounds quite scary.
Entering the courtyard is a spacious lobby. There are four fire pots placed in the four corners of the courtyard, and the atmosphere is slightly solemn. Walking into the lobby again, you can see dazzling pools of blood. The dark red color is reflected in the firelight, like a demon.
Generally hideous and dazzling.
There are thick wooden frames inserted into the walls on both sides, as many as twenty. On each wooden stake is tied a disheveled, bruised prisoner. The only thing in common is that they are almost all male. These people
They are all businessmen and celebrities from all over the world.
The oldest of these people was over sixty years old, and the youngest prisoner was still a child under ten years old. Some men had their fingers broken off and were still screaming, and some children were stripped naked and allowed to be kicked, beaten and teased.
Some old men are still enduring the punishment of strong men, and the bloody and tragic scene is like a hell on earth.
The smell of blood was like smoke, permeating every corner of the lobby, making it disgusting.
Xiao Dao will kidnap these people with only one purpose: to make money.
These victims were kidnapped by someone who hired the Knife Club, and some unlucky ones ended up like this because they offended the Knife Club.
There are rumors in Wushuang City that if you are targeted by the Little Knife Society, you will fall into hell, and you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die. You can imagine how ruthless the boss of the Little Knife Society is.
Above the lobby, there is a Taishi chair, covered with luxurious tiger skin. Lying comfortably on her back is a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure and charming temperament. The only flaw may be that she wears an eyepatch on her right eye.
Bar.
According to rumors, she was hurt by one of her most beloved men when she was young, which caused her to hate men extremely, so most of the prisoners kidnapped here are men.
Tang Yun's acupuncture points were tapped, and she could neither speak nor move, and could only see with her eyes. When her beautiful autumn eyes swept across the hellish scene around her, she couldn't help but feel shocked. She never expected that An Ning
There is such a dark place in Wushuang City and such a harbor of evil and evil. It is simply audacious. These people really do not take the city lord of Wushuang City seriously.
"Leader of the Little Knife Gang, I have been ordered to come here to discuss something!" The masked man in black carried Tang Yun's delicate body and stared at the enchanting woman above.
Qian Weiwei stretched out her white and tender hands, lazily supported her head and looked down, her beautiful eyes blinking playfully: "Oh, did that guy finally beg me? What kind of prey did he bring this time?
"
"This is the daughter of the lord of Wushuang City. You must hide her well!" the masked man said coldly.
The enchanting woman's gentle eyes instantly turned cold, her left hand shook in vain, a cold light suddenly appeared, and with a 'whoosh' sound, a ball of blood mist suddenly exploded on the masked man's shoulder.
"Ah!" The masked man screamed immediately, squatting on the ground while covering his shoulders, with big beads of sweat on his forehead. He stared at the enchanting figure above with horrified eyes, letting hot blood gush out from the gaps between his fingers.
.
He had forgotten that when the leader handed over the mission, he specifically told him not to mess with the women of the Little Sword Society, especially a one-eyed woman. Her name was Qian Weiwei. She looked like a charming lady.
Harmless to humans and animals. But everyone who has been in contact with her knows that this woman is simply a snake-hearted beauty who will let you see her cold-blooded and ruthless side anytime and anywhere.
In Wushuang City, any man with some status and background would be frightened and frightened when they heard her name, and their expressions would turn pale.
Just because she has a quirk that likes to play with men, especially those good-looking young men.
Of course, this is different from a man playing with a woman. Qian Weiwei's play with a man is often bloody and cruel.
Qian Weiwei raised her white and tender hands, holding a blood-stained silver flying knife between her fingers, with a slender silver chain tied to the tail. She had just used this weird weapon to instantly hurt the opponent.
Licking the blood with her pink tongue, she showed an intoxicated expression: "It tastes really sweet. You are a good man, but it's a pity that you don't pay attention to your words!"
"You!" The veins on the masked man's neck were pulsing, and his eyes showed fear. He didn't expect the other person to be so vicious, and he would hurt others at the slightest disagreement. He was simply a pervert.
Qian Weiwei smiled softly: "Why are you showing such an expression? I'm joking with you. Don't scare someone. Go back and tell that guy that you can leave this little girl alone. She can't escape!"
Are you kidding me? The masked man was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother. How could he be joking like this? He would directly hurt someone. Do he really treat others as non-human beings?
The masked man turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly a member of the Knife Club rushed in from outside.
"Report to the gang leader, someone is coming in from outside?" The man in black squatted on the ground and bowed respectfully.
Qian Weiwei raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "How many people did the other party bring, and what is their purpose?"
The man in black replied: "One person, the purpose is unknown!"
"What, you dare to break into my knife club alone, how brave." Qian Weiwei sat up suddenly, her expression slightly frightened and angry.
The man in black continued: "Yes, the other party is a person, and his strength is very terrifying. Leader, you'd better go out and have a look!"
"Hmph, someone wants to see who dares to break into my knife club without permission. How dare they take advantage of their ambitions!" Qian Weiwei snorted coldly, got up and walked out of the lobby.
Before leaving, she also ordered her men to keep an eye on Tang Yun who was lying on the ground. She wanted to see who was coming and was so brave.
The masked man on the side thought for a while and quickly chased after him.
In the quiet street, Lu Chen pulled out the sword he was given and walked towards the members of the Little Sword Club step by step.
"Anyone who intrudes will be killed without mercy!"
"Are you here to die?"
The members of the Little Knife Club gathered together in twos and threes, and when they saw a figure walking down the street in front of them, their attention was immediately drawn.
They have become accustomed to being domineering in Wushuang City in the past few years. Everyone's hands are stained with the blood of many people. They are all ruthless people. When they saw Lu Chen coming alone, they just thought that the other party was a fool who came specifically to provoke trouble.
His head was blue and he didn't take it seriously at all.
This group of people is bored. If it weren't for the restraint of the gang leader, they would have gone out to have fun. Now that someone is looking for death, they can stretch their muscles and have some fun. These people were making sarcastic remarks while pulling out their waistbands.
With a short knife, he walked towards Lu Chen.
Lu Chen's face was calm, and the cold silver sword seemed to smell the smell of blood. He groaned softly, and the dazzling cold light passed by the three members of the Little Sword Club who were walking towards him.
The people in Xiaodaohui were struck by the cold light and blinked subconsciously.
At this moment, the sword moved, Lu Chen turned into a gust of wind and flew past the three of them, and the cold light quickly lit up.
There was a 'puff', and a tragic bloody light bloomed.
The three members of the Little Sword Club held their throats, widened their eyes, and looked in disbelief. The moment they fell, this thought flashed in their minds, how could this man draw his sword so fast, so fast!
If someone were to observe at this time, they would definitely find that the throats of these three people standing side by side had neat traces of blood.
With a clean and sharp sword strike, the three people who had underestimated the enemy instantly lost their lives, and the remaining fourteen members of the Little Sword Society were instantly stunned.
Who on earth could have such terrifying strength? At least in the past few years since the establishment of the Little Knife Club, there has never been such a powerful enemy.
A member of the Little Knife Club was still dazed, but unexpectedly, a hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed his entire face. Lu Chen exerted his strength, and it was like breaking an egg. There was a click, and the other person's pupils widened in vain.
, the inside of the skull instantly shattered, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth, and then he fell softly, and the face had been deformed.
"Hurry up and kill him!" With a low shout, the other members woke up and quickly drew their swords and rushed towards Lu Chen crazily.
Lu Chen suddenly flashed twice and nimbly dodged the daggers slashed vertically by two members of the Sword Society. He spun his steps and swept his sword across.
Two more members of the Little Knife Club fell down, and blood spilled on the ground.
Suddenly, a short knife came from behind and was about to hit Lu Chen in the back of the head. However, unexpectedly, he seemed to have a pair of eyes on his back. He tilted his head and narrowly avoided the knife.
Lu Chen squinted his eyes, raised his hand and grasped the other person like lightning and twisted it. It clicked, as if breaking a dead branch, and the member of the Little Knife Club immediately let out a shrill scream.
His strength was so astonishing that he was seriously injured when he struck. He grabbed the opponent and threw the opponent's body weighing more than 200 kilograms away, tripping up the four or five helpers rushing in front of him.
"Hmph, it's a waste of time!" Lu Chen walked forward while carrying out crushing killings. It was a completely one-sided situation. There was no one-sided general among these members of the Little Sword Society.
The last seven members of the Little Knife Club shrank back to the gate of the courtyard, staring at the menacing Lu Chen in horror, not daring to rush forward to fight again, because the accomplice lying on the ground in front of them was the best warning.
"Hand over Tang Yun, otherwise, no one will be left alive!" Lu Chen shouted with an evil look in his eyes and a cold tone.
The remaining members of the Little Knife Society looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what the other party was saying, because they were not the ones who arrested Tang Yun at all, and they had never seen the so-called Tang Yun.
"What Tang Yun, sir, you are looking in the wrong place! There is no Tang Yun here at all." One of the timid members of the Little Sword Club timidly explained. Faced with the terrifying murderous aura emanating from Lu Chen's body, he completely lost it. Square inch.
A fat companion next to him scolded: "Shut up, Zhao Si, I'm afraid he will do something and offend our Little Sword Guild. With the gang leader here, this person will definitely die."
Lu Chen frowned and thought to himself: "Did I look in the wrong place, but I saw that person carrying Tang Yun into here with my own eyes?"
"Boy, you'd better think clearly about what will happen if you offend our Xiaodao!" The fat man shouted sternly, trying to scare the other party with the reputation of Xiaodao.
Seeing Lu Chen's hesitation, the other party thought that he had intimidated the other party, so he quickly winked at his companions. His original frightened expression instantly became ferocious, and he rushed towards the other party with a knife. When the other companions saw this, they also used their weapons. He picked up the knife and rushed over with courage.
