All this happened very quickly, just as quickly as I lowered my head and raised my head.

No wonder there is no one. I guess except for those inside the mansion, everyone who can come out these days is probably dead.

Su Qing slowly drank the thick soy milk, and at this moment, the door suddenly opened again.

A figure flew out in a few steps. The man held two swords, one long and one short, and rushed towards the beggar in the corner, his eyes wide open in anger.

The beggar, who seemed to be sleeping at first, suddenly stopped sleeping at this moment. He let out a strange cry of "ah", and in the tattered quilt underneath him, he was actually holding a pair of Emei thorns.

"bass!"

Gold and iron rub together.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh and blood breaking was heard quietly. The beggar fell back and lay down again. He probably would never wake up again.

As soon as the man succeeded in his move, he wanted to run away, but as soon as he took a step, his pupils shrank suddenly and he flew back. At this time, in all directions, in places invisible to the naked eye, there seemed to be more than a dozen people.

The masters of concealed weapons all launched moves at the same time, including swish, swish, black light, and darts. There were at least seven or eight hidden weapons hitting him.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The man retreated quickly, like a loach, and retreated back into the house.
Chapter completed!