At noon, the city gardens and grass are covered with white.
The cold wind is like a knife, blowing on people's faces as if they were cut by a knife. The snowflakes in the sky are not big, but they are very cold when they fall on people's faces.
This is an abandoned factory in the suburbs of Beijing. The boiler chimney in the distance is alone and messy in the wind, as if telling the story of its glorious history.
"woo woo woo woo……"
At this moment, in a corner of the factory, Murong Xiaoxiao's body was tightly tied to a pillar, her mouth was sealed with black tape, and she could only make a whining sound.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a slicked back hair walked over quickly with a group of men.
A young man said flatteringly: "Brother, Murong Xiaoxiao will bring you here."
Snapped!
The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped her, "You bastard, I asked you to invite Miss Murong over. Is this how you do it?"
The man covered his face with an aggrieved look on his face. I managed to rob him with great difficulty, but I didn't expect that he was even beaten without being rewarded.
It’s true that you are with me as much as you are with a tiger!
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly untie Miss Murong!"
"Yes Yes!"
After a while, the tape on Murong Xiaoxiao's mouth was torn off, and the rope on her body was also untied.
Murong Xiaoxiao immediately yelled, "Wang Minghui, it's you, I should have thought it was you. Why did you tie me here?"
"Hey, what are you doing? Of course I am fucking you! Murong Xiaoxiao, you have escaped from me many times. Let me see how you can escape this time!"
Wang Minghui licked his lips and smiled lustfully, looking Murong Xiaoxiao up and down, wishing he could devour her alive.
This guy had tried to trick Murong Xiaoxiao many times, but she escaped every time.
Everyone laughed.
Murong Xiaoxiao was so angry that her whole body trembled, "You old pervert, go fuck your mother!"
"My mother is too old, how can she be as beautiful as you!" Wang Minghui said, walking towards Murong Xiaoxiao and lifting her chin, "Look, how handsome this little face is. Follow Master Hui from now on, and I guarantee that you will be popular! "
"Go to hell!"
Murong Xiaoxiao kicked Wang Minghui in the crotch. Wang Minghui reached out and grabbed her feet, stroking them gently with his hands, with an intoxicated expression on his face, "These feet smell so good!"
Murong Xiaoxiao had goosebumps all over her body, "You..."
"puff!"
At this moment, Wang Minghui's big head shot up into the sky, even the lustful expression on his face was still retained.
"ah!"
Murong Xiaoxiao screamed in fright and quickly kicked Wang Minghui's headless body away.
It was only then that a stream of blood arrows began to spurt out from Wang Minghui's neck.
The faces of Wang Minghui's men all changed drastically. Only now did they see clearly that a man in black walked out of the darkness with a sword in his hand.
The man wore a black hat with a low brim. There was bright red blood on the sword in his hand, which belonged to Wang Minghui.
"Even if I, a woman from the Murong family, am just an ordinary person, I am not someone you scumbags can treat so frivolously."
"you……"
Murong Xiaoxiao's expression changed drastically. She would rather fall into the hands of Wang Minghui than Murong's family.
"You... who are you, dare to kill our boss?" Someone asked bravely.
"Your boss? Humph, something like an ant dares to come out and embarrass himself!"
The man raised his head, revealing an ugly face full of pockmarks.
"Come together and avenge the boss!" Wang Minghui's men looked at each other, each pulled out a weapon and pushed towards the pockmarked man in black.
"Die!"
The man in black just turned his body in a circle and killed all those people with a flash of sword light.
Those people covered their necks one by one as if they didn't believe they were dead like this.
Corpses fell down one after another, and the entire factory was filled with the smell of blood.
The pock-marked man in black wiped the blood from the sword on the clothes of the corpse, stood up and took Murong Xiaoxiao's arm, "Miss, come with me!"
Murong Xiaoxiao kept struggling, "Let me go! I won't go with you! Let me go!"
Unfortunately, her struggle was in vain and her body was completely out of control.
Ga!
After a while, a red car drove into the yard, and Wang Dachun got out of the car.
This car belongs to his beautiful apprentice Shen Yuting. Shen Yuting delivered the car while Wang Dachun was waiting for the news.
Wang Dachun frowned because he could smell the smell of blood from afar. He couldn't help but frown and rushed into the factory.
I saw bodies everywhere.
"This man has such a fast sword!"
Wang Dachun checked the wounds of the deceased and found that their sword wounds were all in the throat.
And he judged that these people, except Wang Minghui, were killed by the same person almost at the same time.
Even he himself can't do this kind of swordsmanship.
Wang Dachun's expression was solemn. It was obvious that Murong Xiaoxiao had been kidnapped by a real master.
I came a step too late.
He quickly walked out of the yard and drove after him. Needless to say, the person who kidnapped Murong Xiaoxiao must be a member of the Murong family.
These guys just hit the muzzle of the gun without knowing whether to live or die.
He died unjustly.
Soon, Wang Dachun locked onto a black car, and he could feel that Murong Xiaoxiao was inside.
Wang Dachun's eyes flashed with purple light, and he saw Murong Xiaoxiao in the car.
He was secretly relieved, as long as he wasn't kidnapped, it would be easy.
Wang Dachun's car quickly caught up.
The pockmarked man in black seemed to have noticed that Wang Dachun was chasing him and quickly stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.
The pock-marked man in black was also an expert at driving. The two of them chased each other and quickly drove out of the city towards the back mountain.
At this time, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the road became a little slippery.
The two cars soon arrived on the winding mountain road. The pockmarked man in black felt that he couldn't get rid of Wang Dachun and simply parked the car on a secluded road.
Wang Dachun also stopped the car, and the two people got out of the car and immediately looked at each other.
"Who are you and why are you always chasing me?" The pockmarked man in black started to speak.
Wang Dachun said calmly: "Put down Murong Xiaoxiao and I will let you go."
"So you came here for her. Who are you?" The pock-marked man in black said with an impatient expression. If he hadn't been a little bit unable to see through Wang Dachun, he would have solved it with one sword.
Wang Dachun said: "I am Murong Xiaoxiao's senior brother. I will definitely not agree to your arrest."
"Really, the Murong family wants to arrest someone, who dares to stop him, unless he doesn't want to live anymore!" The pockmarked man in black said proudly.
Wang Dachun smiled, "That's a coincidence. No one dares to touch the people I want to protect, not even the Murong family!"
"Boy, you probably don't know what kind of family the Murong family is. I advise you not to make a mistake."
"Huh, isn't it just a hidden family? It's nothing special. I'd like to see it."
The pockmarked man in black drew his sword, "Since you insist on seeking death, I will send you on your way!"
