There was a loud battle in the long street, and the drizzle was still falling, and the scarlet color spread on the ground with the accumulated water. The figures ran and waved weapons in the streets. Pedestrians were running and fleeing. The good people on the street were looking down from above. Then the fighters glared at them and were so scared that they hurriedly closed the window.

The figure of the Gao family seeking revenge rushed forward, surrounded the burly figure, pounced forward layer by layer, and was knocked out again. Peng Liang covered his chest and climbed up from the ground. In his sight, the man surrounded by a man stepping straight towards him. When he was really facing it, he felt a sense of oppression like a man-eating beast.

Peng Liang staggered and stood there for a while. Some of his subordinates rushed forward with a knife. In the blink of an eye, the other party was hit by a punch. There was not much fancy punch and kick.

Bang … With a few fierce punches, the figure tore a bloody path. When Peng Liang saw the other party coming, he took a step back and kicked the ground with his back foot. The figure rushed back and collided with the other party.

As soon as he approached, the two fists shook twice. The flesh and bones collided, and the energy exploded like a drum. Peng Liang was originally known as "Flipped Fist and Flowing Heluo Eight Hundred Miles" and was immersed in his fast punch for more than 20 years. Now he is over thirty years old. Even though he has damaged his vitality in Nanping, he will still be willing to fight to the death. The human-faced and beast-like heart of the Red Chamber Five Poisons flashed in his eyes, and he hit him with one punch, as if he was very enjoyable.

Fist to fist, fist to elbow, Peng Liang flipped his hands like a rainstorm, and chose to hit the opponent with a speed of slowness. For a moment, he pressed the opponent and kept retreating. Dozens of thugs guards in the Gao family maintained a siege. After all, the degree and strength of the two people fighting were too amazing. If they rashly went up, they would basically be directly affected and killed.

Peng Liang was fighting for his life, and the fists he made were really amazing. After a moment of fighting, his cuffs were broken and torn by the force of his fists, and his fists were covered with blood. The burly man opposite was already wearing a short, exposed shirt, and under his elbows, red fist marks were stained with blood from Peng Liang's fists.

"Haha... What a fast punch, I will fight again." After more than ten consecutive fights, the two of them gasped for a moment, and the human face and beast heart touched their arms and laughed hideously.

Immediately, with a wave of hand, Peng Liang quickly rolled against the wall of the shop next to him, and his wide palm slapped on it. The wall suddenly shook. When the dust fell down, he quickly took away his palms, leaving five-finger palm prints on the wall tiles.

Taking advantage of the time when the other party stopped, the figure from there stepped forward and punched out another set of punches like a storm. The fist hit the opponent's arm like raindrops. The corners of the human face and beastly heart curled, and grabbed a fist with his backhand.

The robe was lifted up, and Peng Liang kicked it out from below. He raised his knees and touched his legs in the air. The human-faced beast heart pinched the other party's fist and rushed forward.

Peng Liang was snorting with the same force as he swayed the other party, his arms, shoulders, and waist to sink desperately to prevent himself from being lifted up.

boom

The tall figure stomped on the ground with one foot, and the bricks broke inch by inch. The muscles of the two arms bulged terrifyingly, and the swaying body on the opposite side was still shouting wildly, capturing high in the air.

The connected arms were still holding the other party, and the sound of bone shattering sounded, Peng Liang was pulled by the other party and his arm was crossed in the air. His body was grabbed by a human face and animal heart and smashed down from his head with one arm like throwing a sack.

The figure drew a semicircle with his head and body, and there was a loud bang. Blood light and flesh splashed, and the man's screams instantly rang out the entire street. Blood invaded the ground and spread, and the head tilted with heart-wrenching screams. In the twisted part of the neck, a broken neck bone pierced the flesh and exposed it in the air.

But the man hasn't died at the first time.

He walked over with a burly figure, sat on the man with his legs spread apart, wiped the rain with a ferocious and wild face, then spitted on the other person's face, then got up, tied knots on his shoulders, and he was like a ferocious beast in the mountains, looking at the long street.

………

After a moment, with a bang, something fell from the upstairs, and then the sounds of fragmented fragments scattered along the long street.

The man turned his gaze.

In the rain on the ground, a figure was lying there, with blades and weapons falling not far away, surrounded by scattered wooden railings. This person was the one they had seen before. At first glance, he felt that the other party had good martial arts skills. Then he raised his foot and walked over. On the way, there were those who blocked the way, and all opened it with one punch, and his hands were covered with blood from others.

When two meters away, the other party's subordinates also ran down from the upper floor and hurriedly helped the man on the ground up. He fainted with blood on his face. The rest of the people raised their weapons and escorted them to start quitting the battle.

For those who had no combat power, they were not interested in human-faced and beastly hearts, and then stopped. On the street, the man who was beaten to death was no longer able to hold on. After more than ten corpses fell down the street, they immediately fled away.

"There are no ones that can be beaten... I also asked the five of me to come together..." The man said to himself in an inaudible voice, hugging his arms against his thick chest, his eyes full of anger.

Soon, the other four poisons gathered over. A woman named Scorpion-hearted woman stood in the rain. Blood was flowing on her dark green nails. A scarlet tongue gently licked a drop of blood flowing into her fingers. Her smile was really charming and cruel. "These people... are a little weak. Will the Honglou make a mistake..."

"...It's a farce in the world." The tall and thin man raised his face next to her and looked up at the top of the teahouse. "Since the matter is over, I should also find this ghost prison knife to 'play'."

The human face and the beast heart turned around and left expressionlessly, "Be cruel."

Hearing the old man's words, he raised the dagger in his hand and jumped into the gap in the wooden railings of the teahouse. The other three walked under the eaves with some boredom to hide from the rain, and admired the bodies that were standing in the rain.

However, in a blink of an eye, the figure walking in the rain stopped, and a bang behind him, and the figure of his brother fell from the upstairs and fell to the same position as the previous unlucky guy.

"Boss... the man above is a master." He lay ruthlessly in the rain, shouting with blood.

The three of them quickly walked out again, and the human-faced and beastly heart that were walking away slowly came back. Soon, a figure in an old white scholar's robe slowly walked down from the upper floor, and the black patterned scabbard swung in the dark skylight and looked at them.

The eyes exposed by the mask are plain, even cold...

…

"Five poisons, right?" Bai Ning glanced at the figure struggling on the ground, glanced at the other four people, "After helping the employer, killing the employer again, I began to like you a little."

He smiled, but unfortunately the other party couldn't see it.

"Grass...this guy is also abnormal." Buzhe touched his chin and said to the honest man next to him: "Go and try him."

“…”

In a state of silence, he did not answer, but rushed up directly, dragging a big knife in his hand to the ground and splashed water. However, in the moment, the figure fell to the ground with a bang and rolled out a few feet away on the ground.

The man sat up and rushed forward, but suddenly someone pressed his shoulders down. He looked up and saw that it was the human face and beastly heart. He stared at Bai Ning tightly, then shook his head, and said simply: "Go."

The other four people looked at him, and saw his frowning look, they did not dare to take action anymore. They clasped their fists at the white figure, then took their men out of the long street, and soon disappeared into the rain.

The chaotic streets returned to peace. Bai Ning glanced at the surrounding corpses, turned around and left. The rest of the matter here belonged to the government. In terms of influence, it was nothing. In a small county like this, the scene of the revenge-killing in the rivers and lakes was normal, but the scale in front of him was just a little larger.

As for how to deal with the aftermath of the yamen, Bai Ning didn't have to worry about it. When he returned to Xifu's residence, the yard was very quiet and the conversation could be heard faintly. It seemed that the other party had never been there.

When entering the house, Bai Ning suddenly stopped, had an idea, pulled out a knife and cut a wound on his arm.

"This is the wounded..." He thought of the silly girl's care, and his heart was very warm. As for whether it hurts or not, it doesn't matter.

This is very inspiring

ps: This plot is finally over.
Chapter completed!