My Wife Is A Killer

Chapter 220: Episode 211 Brotherhood

Episode 211, besides, the ribs in his chest have been completely shattered, even if he wants to be strong now, the underworld gangsters around him dare not speak when they see the leader.

Naturally, they didn't dare to move, but only Tang Xiaolong, who was covered in blood over there, and Ah Qiu, were staring at the Luohe Futu in front of them.

Because they recognize these strange and cold people in front of them.

Ever since the last time he encountered the dark ghost, Tang Xiaolong had deeply remembered the cold aura emanating from that ghost.

Now these people are the same as the dark ghost last time, so to speak, are they members of the Duanmu family, how did the people of the Duanmu family get involved in this matter?

After Liu Fatzi and Mad Bull over there didn't dare to move, the blood monk finally squinted his eyes and walked towards the brothers and Li Tian who were already covered in scars here.

You, are you from the Dark Duanmu Family?

Chen Qiaozhi was pale in the face, coughing, while looking at the blood monk in front of him, and the people who followed him, and heard George Chen say his identity at once.

The fourth elder blood monk of the Duanmu family suddenly laughed gloomy, and his voice said in a sharp and piercing tone, Hehe, I can't think of anyone to recognize us.

When he heard that the person in front of him was indeed the Duanmu family, Tang Xiaolong here, and George Chen's faces changed, what do you want to do?

Tang Xiaolong covered the injury on his chest and stood hard as he spoke, his eyes bursting with battle intent, as if he was preparing to fight with the four elders of the Duanmu family, the blood monk.

But the blood monk sneered and said, if you don't want to die, just stay honest with me, it's better not to talk too much.

His voice was already shrill and unpleasant, and it was completely polar from his people.

When he said such words at this moment, Tang Xiaolong, who was strong in blood, was furious, Tang Xiaolong was the kind of person who would not bow his head when he died, even if he knew death, just like now he clenched his fists tightly, even if he was covered in blood and injuries, he didn't care that Lao Tzu fought with you.

With Tang Xiaolong's roar, he raised his fist and struck at the Blood Monk.

Tang Xiaolong, who was too seriously injured, and his body was overdrawn to the limit, and the punch he threw out had no strength at all, and it had no effect at all.

This is not when the punch was thrown, the blood monk didn't even look at it, and a big rough hand didn't know where it came from, and suddenly pinched Tang Xiaolong's neck, you are looking for death.

As the sharp words came out of his mouth, he was ready to pinch Tang Xiaolong in front of him to death.

The fourth let them go.

Just when the blood monk was about to kill Tang Xiaolong, the blind Luohe Futu said a word lightly from his mouth, and heard the words of the great elder of the Duanmu family, Luohe Futu.

Blood River sneered, slowly let go of his arm, and Tang Xiaolong fell to the ground with a thud, his neck was pinched by the inadvertent move on Blood River just now, and his neck glowed purple and red.

There are also five finger prints on it that are as clear as ghosts.

If it weren't for Naluohe Futu opening his mouth just now, it is estimated that Tang Xiaolong in front of him would really be pinched to death, count your fate, you are the first person to live on me.

The Blood Monk smiled sharply, and he was not wrong at all.

The Blood Monk's subordinates never left a living mouth, so he was named the most murderous of the four elders of the Duanmu family, named the Blood Monk.

But the words of Luohe Futu, the blood monk had to listen, that was only because Luohe Futu was 100 times more powerful than the blood monk, that Chen Qiaozhi after hearing the old voice of Luohe Futu.

At this moment, I couldn't help but focus on Luohe Futu's face, his hair was all gray, and his two eyes without black pupils gave people a strange feeling, turning up slightly, standing there with his hands behind his back, standing there quietly.

The moment Chen Qiaozhi saw him, he suddenly shook there.

That shock was illness, scholar, Chen Qiaozhi had never appeared, and even when Li Tian was pouring out of the Rashomon wine room at that time, Chen Qiaozhi in front of him had never been so shocked.

Could it be that George Chen knew the white-haired blind old man in front of him, and as soon as Luo He came out, the eight words of Futu suddenly flashed from the mind of George Chen in front of him.

Could it be that he is the scholar of the Luohe Futu Army, who was famous in the north and south of the river, George Chen, who has always been known for his erudition and strategic mechanism.

More than ten years ago, he had heard of the prestige of Luohe Futu in the area of Liaobei, and the underworld in Liaobei was a giant evil in the area of Luohe Futu as a god and Asian.

Presumably everyone will know that the murderer Luohe Futu who once fought in the bloody Valley of the Outlaws, he was the Luohe Futu back then, and when he was young, he was a murderer who accumulated thousands of honors.

For so many years, he has already been blamed as a god-level figure, and he rarely appears in the underworld.

About his deeds, the outside world has become a distant legend, but who would have imagined that Chen Qiaozhi, a scholar here, would actually see this person in person.

Of course, he was shocked that he was there, why Luohe Futu appeared here, and he was still with this murderer like a monk in front of him.

What the hell are they doing here?

The kid was dying.

Boss, do you want such a character?

A sudden sharp voice on the blood river of the Duanmu family looked at the Luohe Futu in front of him and asked.

Luohe Futu said slightly, the blood monk was a little disappointed, but he didn't say too much, and you also saw him pouring out that trick.

Luohe Futu suddenly asked, and the number one person in the dark of the Duanmu family standing behind him.

Black Eagle stepped forward at this moment, hummed in a low voice, and stared at Li Tian who was dead on the ground with a pair of eagle eyes, so as to take him away, and a sentence suddenly came out of Luohe Futu's mouth.

When he said this, George Chen and Tang Xiaolong couldn't help but be stunned, did they even want to take Li Tian and take Li Tian to the Duanmu family?

Who dares to touch the little boss, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu plays with him.

Tang Xiaolong said as he clenched the fist in his hand tightly.

But as soon as he finished saying this, a mouthful of scarlet blood spat out of his mouth.

Clearly, his injuries had made it impossible for him to speak out loud.

The river of blood gave him a cold look, a sinister smile emanating from the corners of his mouth.

The two members of the Duanmu family's dark department behind him suddenly walked towards Na Li Tian quickly, and Ah Qiu, the only one who could still stand there, suddenly stood up.

He was still so cool, even though one of the sunglasses on his face was torn, it was still on his face, and the blood from his wrists had not yet cooled.

At this moment, he was in front of Li Tian, and his indifferent face didn't say a word.

One of the members of the dark department snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, and with one move, he hit Ah Qiu.

Ah Qiu's body dodged with difficulty, and just dodged the past, the man in the shadows suddenly took a step forward and hit Ah Qiu's body directly with his elbow.

Ah Qiu was unsteady on his feet and was directly knocked to the ground.

There's no way, after the big battle just now, Ah Qiu's body has already been overdrawn to the limit like his brothers, and he doesn't have any strength at all, and at this moment he is like a person who has collapsed, and he was knocked to the ground by an elbow by a member of the dark department and it was difficult to get up.

But Ah Qiu is so withdrawn and so stubborn.

Don't look at him wearing sunglasses all day, but he is still stubborn to stand up, gasping for breath in his mouth, and there are still drops of blood flowing from his arms.

He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't.

Ajo, don't bother to do it any more.

George Chen said desperately.

When he saw Luohe Futu for the first time, George Chen knew in his heart that even if they had the ability to defy the sky, they would not be able to stop the fact that the Duanmu family took Li Tian away this time.

Even if Li Tian was awake, even if their brothers hadn't gone through that big battle, they would definitely not be the opponents of Luohe Futu.

So George Chen said that sentence, Ah Qiu was indifferent, his face slowly turned around, looking at George Chen's tight mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say that the two cadres over there helped Li Tian up like that.

Tang Xiaolong and the others watched the people of the Duanmu family take Li Tian away, but they didn't have the slightest ability, their eyes revealed despair, helpless Liu Fatzi and Mad Cow over there.

They were even more stunned one by one, but no one dared to step forward, and no one dared to ask more, because they were really scared.

The eyes of the Duanmu family's elder blood monk suddenly focused on the back, and Situ Ningbing, who fell in a pool of blood, suddenly shot out a trace of Jin San's gutter poison in his slitted eyes.