"Because this is a chaotic world, Master Yan!"

Li Xiake looked at Yan Zhendong who was lying on the ground and whispered: "At this time, you die the most miserable times, and you are usually good people!"

He looked through Yan Zhendong's injuries and frowned and said, "Is it a foreign gun?"

At this time, a group of people from the Shahe Gang had slowly walked over, but when they saw Li Xiake squatting next to Yan Zhendong, some people were shocked, their calves were soft, their necks were cold, and they stood there and did not dare to move forward on the spot.

"Quick, hurry, run!"

I had met Li Xiake in Baozhilin before and shouted to the people around me: "Don't step forward, that person is Li Xiake!"

But more people have never seen Li Xiake's gang members. He heard this and said curiously: "Li Xiake? Which Li Xiake? Cao, is it the Li Xiake of Baozhilin? Is he afraid of him? We have foreign guns in our hands, and the people in the yamen are not afraid, but they are also afraid of a mere Li Xiake..."

"You wait a moment, I'll avenge you first!"

Li Xiake slowly stood up, looked at the Shahe Gang members in front of him, and said to Yan Zhendong lightly: "Master Yan, life is not as good as a dog in troubled times. Since others don't take your life seriously, you don't have to take other people's lives seriously. I am the best at killing, so I will show you a demonstration first!"

Finally, the word "demonstration" sounded from his mouth, and Li Xiake's body turned into an arrow like an arrow, and a cold light flashed by, and the Demon-washing Sword had appeared in his hands.

While the dozen members of the Shahe Gang were still in riots, Li Xiake's long sword had already arrived in front of them!

The sword is like lightning, and the man is like a crazy dragon!

A few days ago, Li Xiake used the magic-washing sword in his hand to cut an old tree into two pieces in his breath, and the Shahe Gang members in front of him were not as strong as the old tree in Baozhilin. Li Xiake killed them as if he was like killing a chicken. The long sword turned into a long lightning snake and swam around in the crowd. After the long lightning snake disappeared, Li Xiake had already returned to Yan Zhendong and bent down to pick him up: "Master Yan, come back to Baozhilin with me!"

When Li Xiake set out his sword, Yan Zhendong was lying on the ground to watch, but he was dying at this time, his eyes were blurred, and he could only see Li Xiake's vague figure and an extremely bright lightning.

After the lightning disappeared, Li Xiake had already arrived by his side.

Even when he was at the endangered time, Yan Zhendong was still scared and opened his eyes wide: "Master Li, you have such a clever swordsmanship. What's wrong with those people?"

Li Xiake said, "I told these people before that if they have to join the Shahe Gang after they come out of Baozhilin, I will definitely kill them. I will do what I say!"

Yan Zhendong said in horror: "You have killed so many people, where are you hiding?"

Li Xiake sneered: "What are you hiding? Huang Feihong caught the people from the Hesha Gang, but no one testified for him. Now I have killed the people from the Shahe Gang, and there is no evidence to die. Who dares to prove that I killed it?"

As he spoke, he used his soft whisper and ran towards Baozhilin. Behind him, all the Shahe Gang disciples all fell to the ground, and blood sprayed open, dyeing the entire street red.

It was not until Li Xiake disappeared for a long time that the people from nearby shops dared to show their heads and screamed at the dead bodies on the street.

"Who is this Uncle Xiake? What injuries have you been? A Kai, go get my medicine box and prepare the golden sore medicine!"

When Huang Feihong and others saw Yan Zhendong whom Li Xiake brought back, they were all shocked. Huang Feihong had been treated for many years. When he saw Yan Zhendong, he knew that he was not seriously injured. He didn't have to ask too much and asked Ling Yunkai and Yasu to prepare medicine and equipment before asking Li Xiake about the origin of the injured.

"This is a master who performs on the street. He has a ancestral iron cloth shirt hard qigong. He is very amazing, but he is still injured by a foreign gun!"

Li Xiake placed Yan Zhendong on the hospital bed and said to Huang Feihong and others: "The one who shot was the Shahe Gang's disciples. When I saved him, I killed all the Shahe Gang's disciples, which was also considered to avenge Master Yan."

Huang Feihong said in surprise: "All of them have been killed? Uncle Xiake, how many people have you killed?"

Li Xiake said so casually that he killed someone. Everyone at the scene felt that the style was wrong. Aunt Thirteen looked at Li Xiake with a puzzled look. Seeing that Li Xiake looked neither sad nor happy, it seemed that what he said just now, "kill everyone by hand" was like crushing a little bug to death, and it didn't take it seriously at all!

If an ordinary person dies in his hands, he will definitely be panicked and messy, but on Li Xiake's face, there is no panic at all. Even for him, killing people is like eating and drinking water.

A cold air arose from the hearts of Aunt Thirteen and others. It was not until this time that they knew why Huang Feihong was afraid of Li Xiake when he saw him.

These days, Huang Feihong kept telling everyone that his master was a little murderous and had a bad temper, so he asked everyone not to provoke him. However, after getting along with Li Xiake during this period, Lin Shirong and others felt that although his master had a little too tough and wanted to kill people at any time, he had never really killed anyone after all, so everyone would listen to what Huang Feihong said casually.

But today, when Li Xiake said lightly that he had killed the Shahe Gang disciples, everyone felt their scalp numb and truly realized what kind of dangerous person Li Xiake was.

"Shirong, go to the street and see if there is any movement? Ah Kai, pack your luggage and prepare to leave!"

Huang Feihong looked anxious: "Uncle Xiake, you have killed so many people, and the people from the government will definitely not let you go, otherwise you can hide first!"

Li Xiake said: "Don't worry, I hope someone will come to arrest me, but unfortunately the possibility is not high. If you arrest the leader of the Shahe Gang, no one will be a witness for you. Do you think that if I kill the Shahe Gang people, someone dares to testify?"

He chuckled and said, "Don't think about the rest. Let's help Master Yan take out the bullets in his body first!"

Huang Feihong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "This is the best!"

But after all, he was worried, so he sent Lin Shirong to the street to inquire about the news, and he himself bandaged Yan Zhendong to treat the wound.

Traditional Chinese medicine also has surgical operations, but with Yan Zhendong's current state, there is no need to drink Ma Fei San. With the help of Li Xiake and others, Huang Feihong took out the tweezers and took out a bullet from Yan Zhendong's back, which was still in the copper basin: "Fortunately, it did not hit the spine, which was not a fatal injury. Master Yan is just bleeding too much and his body is exhausted."
Chapter completed!