As the saying goes, there are orders from above and actions from below.
Under the command of the Fire Cloud Evil God, the two generals of the [Rakshasa Sect], Lao Yao and Stick Yao, went to take Ma Kun's life.
They only took ten people with them.
Because they have confidence in their own skills.
As for how to find Ma Kun?
This is not simple yet.
As long as there are enough benefits, there will naturally be no shortage of people who will surrender.
This is how moles come about.
door.
The old demon glanced at Fanjiang Jiao, who was nodding and bowing.
"Where is Ma Kun now? Have you found out?"
Fan Jiangjiao smiled compensatingly and said flatteringly: "I found it, I found it. At this time, he was playing baseball with his daughter Ma Xiaoling, and then he brought more than fifty people to guard him."
"With this number of people..."
Fan Jiangjiao wanted to say that he could go in first and transfer some people away.
This way you can reflect your own value.
But he didn't expect it, and the stick demon mocked: "Just bring so many people??! Ma Kun is also very ambitious."
The old demon said: "Let's go! Finish it early and come back early."
In his words, he did not take these fifty or so people to heart.
The group of people left in a mighty way.
…
The Rakshasa girl was lying on her back in the swimming pool.
Looking at the dark night sky, I felt empty and a little distracted.
The soft water flowed slowly down her skin.
A little itchy, a little cool.
The Rakshasa girl looked down at the water of the swimming pool.
Under the rendering of light and the various colors, it glows with colorful waves.
Fire Cloud Evil God asked her to take action and kill Wang Xiaolong.
When she heard this order, she was confused and cold.
It's just the habit accumulated over the years that prevents her from resisting.
I didn't dare to resist.
It's just that she doesn't want to.
However, her thoughts have never been important, so who cares what she thinks? ? !
People from [Rakshasa Gate]? ?
The Rakshasa girl herself shook her head. She knew better than anyone what the people in the Rakshasa Sect were like.
The Rakshasa girl held her shoulders with both hands and huddled in the water.
Or maybe...Wang Xiaolong will care? ?
With this thought in mind, the Rakshasa girl picked up the PHS that she put aside.
Dial Wang Xiaolong’s number.
"Beep, beep, click. The call is connected.
"Wang Xiaolong, I want to see you now, at the same place."
"I don't want to see you now."
Listening to Wang Xiaolong's resolute response on the other end of the phone.
The Rakshasa girl was silent for a second before slowly speaking.
"You...will definitely regret it!"
After saying that, he hung up.
"Plop~~"
Then with a sudden movement, he got into the water.
Stretching his body wantonly.
Imagine yourself as free as a fish.
She understands Wang Xiaolong's temper.
The Rakshasa girl knew that if she said such words, Wang Xiaolong would definitely come.
If he comes, it means that his plan is half successful.
However, the Rakshasa girl was not happy.
Because when Wang Xiaolong comes here, it means that Ma Kun will no longer have an expert to protect him.
In other words, Ma Kun will definitely die.
Based on Rakshasa's understanding of Wang Xiaolong, she was afraid that it would really be impossible for her and him.
Do you regret it?
The Rakshasa girl asked herself in her heart.
No, no regrets.
I just feel that things are impermanent.
I was adopted by the [Rakshasa Sect] since I was a child, and no one has ever cared about my feelings.
Everything I did today.
I just want Wang Xiaolong to care about himself.
"Even if you don't love me, at least...you can hate me!"
So I thought.
The Rakshasa girl's body slowly floated up.
Under the dim light, there is a strange beauty.
…
In the baseball field.
Ma Kun and Ma Xiaoling walked side by side.
"Dad, how did I do?!"
"It's not bad!"
Ma Xiaoling thought she could get praise from Ma Kun, but she didn't want to be so "perfunctory".
"I'm the best pitcher and best hitter in the team, so is this just getting by?!"
Ma Kun smiled.
"You have to know, I was once the best softball player! His performance is just childish in front of me!"
I don’t know whether what Ma Kun said is true or false.
However, every father hopes that in the heart of his daughter, he is the best, and the mood is the same.
Ma Xiaoling pouted: "Okay, since you are so powerful, let's compete!"
As he spoke, he handed the baseball bat to Ma Kun.
"Okay! Then you can make arrangements!"
Ma Kun took the baseball bat and said dotingly.
Then, he noticed the sweat stains and dust on Ma Xiaoling's clothes.
Said: "But you go change clothes first! Let's have a meal together, Xiaolong is on the way."
Ma Xiaoling: "Okay!"
The father and daughter chatted happily.
But he didn't notice the cold light in Fanjiang Jiao's eyes outside the barbed wire fence.
That crazy look like a wolf that has been hungry for many days is completely different from the respectful attitude that Fan Jiangjiao showed in front of Ma Kun before.
With a malicious smile, Fan Jiangjiao turned around and entered the darkness.
Ma Kun played with a baseball bat and danced with stick flowers.
Judging from his familiarity, he might not be lying when he said he was a softball player.
Before his daughter came back, Ma Kun wanted to have fun with a stick.
"Bang!"
When the baseball was hit, an accident happened.
"Clang~"
All lights went out in an instant, resulting in total darkness.
Before Ma Kun could question him, one of the lights lit up again, shining directly at Ma Kun.
Many years of experience in the world made Ma Kun feel a little unusual.
He looked around and noticed something strange.
None of the men he arranged to be on guard around him warned him.
The surrounding shadows looked eerie and terrifying, like a huge mouth that chose people to eat.
He pulled the scarf off his neck and entangled his right hand with the baseball bat.
finally.
Several figures appeared in front of Ma Kun.
One of the leaders holds an iron ruler, and the other holds a stick.
Behind them were seven or eight black men holding sticks.
Ma Kun's heart sank. Today... I'm afraid it won't be a good day!
No need to say more.
The fight is about to break out.
The big guys with sticks go up first.
Ma Kun is worthy of having fought in the arena when he was young.
Although he is older now, he is still very powerful in dancing with a baseball bat.
Dodge, parry, fight back, defend.
Swing the tip of the stick and rotate it in a circle. Once you get the opportunity, you can chop the opponent's stick or hand.
He actually knocked down three or four big men in one moment.
Ma Kun had practiced stick technique with Wang Xiaolong for several days before.
"Pfft~!"
When Ma Kun turned around.
Fan Jiangjiao saw the opportunity, held the dagger, and plunged it in.
"ah!!"
Ma Kun screamed in pain and backed away.
When he turned around, he saw Fan Jiangjiao's ugly face.
I immediately understood what was going on.
It is not a new thing for those who live in the world to encounter betrayal from their subordinates.
But that was just a few years after Ma Kun entered the world of martial arts.
Since his power has been expanding year by year, he hasn't encountered anything like this for many years.
Fanjiang Jiao spit like flying stars and cursed: "Damn old man, I am so capable, but you make me a pawn?! I am much better than [Rakshasa Sect] than you."
Then he sneered and scolded: "Collect mountains? It's so easy! I'll take your skin!!"
He cursed and rushed forward.
From Fan Jiangjiao's point of view, if Ma Kun was stabbed by himself, he would definitely not be able to beat him.
But don't want to.
Ma Kun hit Fan Jiangjiao on the arm with a stick.
Fan Jiangjiao's arm hurt, and he couldn't hold the dagger immediately.
"boom!"
Then Ma Kun hit him in the face with a stick.
Fan Jiangjiao immediately fell to his knees in pain.
Looking at Ma Kun's angry face, all the power he had accumulated in the past surged up, and his courage disappeared in an instant.
"Brother Kun, Brother Kun, I...I'm just kidding, Brother Kun..."
"No... don't hit me... I'll accompany you to collect the mountain..."
Fanjiangjiao kicked his feet back on the ground, trying to get away from Ma Kun.
Ma Kun's voice was hoarse: "You traitor...!"
As he spoke, a stick hit Fan Jiangjiao's leg bone, causing him to stagger.
The dragon in the river begged for mercy and kept retreating.
But he was beaten with a stick by Ma Kun.
Legs, butt, back, shoulders...
The others watched with great interest.
"Old demon brother, old demon brother, help...help..."
"...Brother Stick Demon, Brother Stick Demon, teach me...save me..."
The dragon that was arrogant like a wolf just now is now being chased like a dog.
The stick demon winked at the old demon.
"Can't you get on?"
"Hurry up and finish it. Let's go!"
Seeing that the old demon didn't react.
The stick demon sighed inwardly and had no choice but to do it by himself.
The stick demon held the stick and rushed towards Ma Kun at a trot...
