Master of Chinese Arts

Xiong Tian narrowed his eyes. In his mind, he suddenly remembered the riots of Shankou society a few years ago.

If it were not for that incident, he would not have become the president, and the reason for that time was that the samurai of Yamaguchi society killed a person at will, which attracted the patron saint of that country and directly came to revenge!

In recent years, he has strictly ordered that they should not be allowed to attack the people in that place, so as not to provoke the terrible guy again.

"Watching the prince, I need to know all the time."

"Yes

The shadow gradually twisted and disappeared.

Xiong Tian's face is a little dignified. He knows how terrible this kind of martial arts master is.

People in that place, he would never want to be provoked in his life!

"If they get involved, it's not easy."

Xiong Tian frowned slightly, hoping it would not be what he thought.

Shantian from the community, door Jiangning came out earlier, heard the sound, then walked back from the corner.

"Farewell to Mr. Sugita."

Cried two men at the door.

Shantian waved his hand and didn't say anything. He left with Jiangning.

"Have you found it?"

Getting on the bus, Sugita asked.

"Still alive, not dead."

"Not to sacrifice her?"

Shantian road.

"Do you know what sacrifice means."

Jiangning turned to look at Shantian.

Shantian frowned and nodded.

Of course, he knows that for hundreds of years, Yamaguchi society has always used living people to sacrifice their blood to the sacrificial type gods. In his opinion, this is meaningless at all, but it is some rituals adopted by the president to pray for the protection of type gods.

It's not practical, it's just superstition.

"You mean they don't want her to die, but bloodletting Why bleed? "

"There are so many and why."

Jiangning rolled a white eye, "wait, wait for the Zorro family to come, you will know why."

"Bang!"

The voice just fell, the car shook suddenly, behind a car, hit hard!

Shantian yelled, and his clogs and shoes flew out.

"Who are you?"

He scolded, but his body shape could not be controlled. He tried to turn his head to have a look. Jiangning had already pushed the door open and rushed out in an instant.

"Damn it!"

Someone attacked and killed himself!

Shantian got into the cave and didn't care to pick up his shoes. He looked up and saw a few people in black. The cold dagger made people tremble!

But he was fearless, swearing and swearing. While looking at the warriors in black, he lowered his head to pick up the clogs and shoes on the ground, and slowly put them on.

"You bastards, how dare you come to assassinate my Lord!"

"If you want to die, don't blame me for being rude," he said

With that, Sugita called out: "Dad, kill them!"

The voice just fell, a shadow flashed by, faster than those warriors in black.

Only a few muffled noises were heard. The warriors in black flew out directly. They were still in the air, and heard the sound of bone fracture. Click -

and it was so clear!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

……

They fell back on the ground again, and they didn't even have time to scream. They were killed!

The corner of the mouth, slowly spilled blood, but also with a trace of visceral debris.

Jiangning's fists are now so powerful that they can burst out with one fist, and their internal organs will be shattered instantly without any mercy.

"GADA! GADA

Shantian stepped on his wooden shoes and went to kick it. He looked at several warriors in black and hummed coldly.

"The prince, the damned old thing, is attacking me. This is his shadow warrior!"

He looked at Jiangning with disdain on his face. "If he knew that I had you around, he wouldn't let these people die."

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