Yan Zhuo's laughter suddenly stopped. He raised the handgun that he disliked and was about to shoot at the elephant of permission again. A figure rushed out first and blocked the horizontal attack ten steps away with his fist. The huge black hammer came.
It was Zeng Li who was known as the Iron Fist.
Zeng Li pushed forward with his right fist, and Xu Zhixiang's huge black hammer flew back, but he did not move at all.
"Zeng Li?" Xu Zhixiang looked at the person blocking him in front of him and frowned slightly, "You want to stop me? Is it worth protecting such a person?"
Zeng Li turned his head and glanced at Yan Zhuo behind him. He didn't reply to his words, as if he had some kind of difficulty, "I hope Brother Xu can calm down. My second brother has always been more impatient. If my second brother had done something to Brother Xu just now, If it's rude, I'll wait for my second brother to make amends to Brother Xu. I hope Brother Xu can put this matter aside for my sake."
"Your face?" Xu Zhixiang said suspiciously.
"Yes." Zeng Li continued: "Brother Xu, we are in urgent need of money now. If we insist on going our own way, it will not be a good result for both of us."
"Hmph!" Xu Zhixiang snorted coldly, "Are you threatening me?"
"No, Brother Xu misunderstood." Zeng Li shook his head, "I just don't want to hurt the harmony between us."
"Zeng Li, what nonsense are you talking to him?" Yan Zhuo rushed forward and pushed Zeng Li aside, pointed at Xu Zhixiang and shouted: "I don't believe you let him kill me. The two broken hammers in his hands, Can you be as fast as my fire bomb?"
"Sister Ji!" Just when the atmosphere here was about to start fighting again, an anxious voice suddenly interrupted them.
Everyone present looked at the direction where the voice came from.
Just look, Li Meiyi, who was sent out by Ji Zimo's palm not long ago, suddenly appeared under the big hole. My body was wet.
Seeing this person, Xu Zhixiang couldn't help but frown: "Li Yanshu actually missed?"
He knew very well that Li Yanshu's martial arts was superior to his own, and it was impossible for him to catch up with a hairy little girl, let alone let her return here safely.
Could something have happened?
As soon as she entered the courtyard, Li Meiyi hurriedly ran to Ji Zimo's side and carefully helped Ji Zimo who collapsed on the ground: "Sister Ji, how are you?"
"Sister Meiyi, didn't I tell you to leave first? Why do you have to come back?" Ji Zimo's tone was a bit complaining.
Seeing that there was no trace of blood on Ji Zimo's face, Li Meiyi knew that she must have been seriously injured, so she hurriedly said: "Sister Ji, I'm late."
"I told you to go to the old place to meet..." Ji Zimo was a little excited and couldn't help but cough a few times, "Sister Meiyi, you are no match for them, don't worry about me, just leave quickly, I don't want us all to die here. "
"Don't worry, Sister Ji, we won't die here." Li Meiyi comforted her.
But Ji Zimo couldn't listen. She raised her palm and tried to push Li Meiyi out, but the strength in her body forced her not to do it. Instead, the wound on her left shoulder from the blunderbuss became more painful, and her consciousness began to blur.
"Sister Ji?" Li Meiyi called out hurriedly, but it was still in vain. Ji Zimo's remaining strength was used up, and she completely lost consciousness and fainted. The hand covering his left shoulder fell, revealing a wound the size of his thumb.
"This is..." Li Meiyi was surprised, "Firegun..."
She didn't need to think about it, she knew it must be Yan Zhuo who did all kinds of evil.
Li Meiyi turned her head sharply and saw that Yan Zhuo was indeed holding a blunderbuss in his hand. At this moment, he was touching the blunderbuss and looking at this side with a vulgar expression.
"Have you finished talking about old times?" Yan Zhuo asked.
Li Meiyi didn't answer, she just looked at the gun silently, with an inexplicable look of worry on her face.
Seeing that Li Meiyi didn't reply, Yan Zhuo lost his temper for the first time and instead laughed, "I didn't expect you to dare to come back. It seems that you two sisters have a deep love, hahaha... But it's okay, I Then I won’t regret that you can’t die together.”
"Ah um..." A lazy yawn suddenly sounded.
Xu Zhixiang, Yan Zhuo and Zeng Li were all shocked, because the lazy voice seemed to be ringing in their ears, extremely clear and audible.
But except for them, no one else was found around.
"Who? Come out and stop pretending." Yan Zhuo shouted towards everyone around him.
No one answered him, but he saw a person walking in from the big hole. It was not just him who saw it, but everyone present saw it.
The man was a good-looking young man, wearing a green shirt, with his hands in his sleeves, looking lazy, yawning every few steps, as if he hadn't slept for a long time. The young man walked in slowly under everyone's gaze.
If this person wasn't Xiao Chunqiu, who could he be?
....
Before half a stick of incense.
In the mountains behind the river, a figure in blue clothes was running forward in the forest, holding a sword in his hand. It didn't look like he was rushing, but more like he was running for his life.
This person was Li Meiyi who was pushed out by Ji Zimo's palm in Linhe Yan Mansion.
At this time, Li Meiyi did not dare to stop for a moment, because she knew in her heart that as long as she reached the place agreed with Sister Ji in advance, Sister Ji would be less in danger. Moreover, with her own martial arts, she would be more or less in danger. A burden.
"It's raining." Li Meiyi, who was walking in the wind and rain, suddenly stretched out her hand, and a stream of rainwater passed through the tall trees and fell on her hand. She looked up at the sky, "Sister Ji, you must hurry up." Come and meet me."
"Girl, where are you going in such a hurry? Why don't you take me with you?" As soon as Li Meiyi finished speaking, another voice sounded in her ears.
Li Meiyi hurriedly turned her head and saw the smiling face of a smiling man. Although it was not very pretty, it was so close that it almost touched her face. Li Meiyi didn't have time to think about it. She took out the long sword in her hand and stabbed the smiling face fiercely.
The smiling face flashed slightly, and the figure stepped back. The sword pierced the air, but Li Meiyi did not pursue him, she retracted her sword and retreated. It was only then that she saw the person clearly. The person was wearing a black robe, and his aura showed that he was a master.
"Who are you?" Li Meiyi asked.
The man in black robe touched his face hypocritically and sighed: "Oh, girl, you were so cruel just now. Fortunately, I hid quickly, otherwise my beautiful face would have been disfigured by the girl."
"I'm asking who you are?" Li Meiyi frowned, waved her sword and scolded: "I don't want to hear these boring words from you."
"Who am I?" The man in black robe suddenly lost all interest, "My name is Li Yanshu, and I am here to kill you."
Although he said murderous words, his tone was smiling, as if he was joking.
