"So, is there any fish that slipped through the net?"
The ugly old man looked in the direction of the fifth floor and took out a dagger from his waist again.
"Whoosh!"
He jumped half a foot high, stepped on the window sill and jumped up to the villa building, flying over the eaves and walls, like walking on the ground.
Downton Abbey's villa building has more than a dozen rooms on each floor. After the ugly old man jumped up to the fifth floor, he searched for each room, and there was a loud sound of kicking the door.
It's a coincidence.
Just as Luo Yun opened his eyes, the door of the room was kicked open!
"Oh? So it's here."
The ugly old man walked in, twirling the sharp short knife around his fingertips, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.
"Oops."
Luo Yun frowned, realizing something was wrong.
The ugly old man approached step by step, his originally playful and cruel face turned into panic and horror after Luo Yun got up!
"This momentum"
"Greatgreat martial artist!?"
Manor front yard.
The masked martial artist was about to take the lives of the Tang family's father and daughter, when there was a loud "Boom!" from upstairs in the villa, he quickly stopped and turned his head to look.
"Plop!!"
A person hit the ground heavily.
It was the ugly old man who went up just now.
"Huh? There are masters!"
The giant long-haired man from the cold country suddenly became alert and looked up to the fifth floor.
The close father and daughter of the Tang family, Dong Yunshen and other warriors could clearly see the miserable condition of the ugly old man through the streetlights¡ª¡ª
I saw that his neck was broken, his entire chest was almost pierced, and it was deeply sunken, so that his arms were twisted in a weird twist!
In the pupils that have lost focus, there is great panic!
Do not rest in peace!
"It's the master!"
"It must be the master!"
Donald cried directly, and the eyes of Tang Yafei and Dong Yunshen also ignited hope.
"Thisthis is" Duan Shuiliu was stunned.
Everyone looked up.
I see.
A figure walked out slowly.
Seeing that the Tang family's father and daughter were safe, Luo Yun heaved a sigh of relief, "Huh! Fortunately, I caught up"
Leap!
Luo Yun jumped directly from the fifth floor and hit the ground with a bang.
The masked martial artist's eyelids twitched.
"Master! Master, save me! Woooooo"
Tears welled up in Donald's eyes like a flood breaking a bank.
Tang Yafei's eye circles were also red, and tears flowed down silently.
Fight!
It's ready to go!
Luo Yun doesn't push these two people too much at all, save Old Tang and his lover first!
"Shua!"
His footsteps rolled on the ground, and his speed was so fast that he became an afterimage.
It is completely invisible in the night.
"Okay, so fast!"
"This speed should be close to that of a Dacheng martial artist!"
Dong Yunshen was dumbfounded.
He never expected that the 'Mr. Luo' who has been living in seclusion on the fifth floor is actually a great martial artist, and he is still so young!
"Papa papa!"
Luo Yun fought with the masked martial artist and the giant long-haired man like lightning, bypassed them in the blink of an eye, and went straight to Donald and Tang Yafei.
Donald didn't know what happened at all, he just felt that he was picked up and ran for two steps, and then he was more than ten meters away.
Tang Yafei was even more miserable, she was thrown out by Luo Yun casually, and fell into the mud.
"Bah bah! Bah!"
Concubine Tang Yafei spat out the grass mud, trembling with anger, "You bastard! You bastard!!"
"The speed is so fast, and the power is so terrifying"
"Who the hell is this kid?"
The masked martial artist's arms were sore, and his eyes became extremely dignified.
The giant long-haired man on the side suddenly looked surprised at him, "Hey! Your face!"
"What?"
As soon as the masked martial artist raised his hand, he realized that the black cloth he used to cover his face had disappeared at some point.
"Sneaky rat, can't you see the light?"
Luo Yun threw away the black cloth casually, and looked at the other party with a sneer.
At this moment, Dong Yunshen stared at the masked martial artistNot sloppy at all.
"don't want!"
"Don'tdon't kill me!"
On the other side, Cui Lihong, a thirty-eight-stage karate master in Han Country, was begging, his voice full of fear.
Seeing Luo Yun approaching relentlessly, he frantically swung his fist and smashed it recklessly.
"Well done!"
"The tiger demon is coming out of the mountain!"
Luo Yun greeted him with a punch!
A head-on collision without any pretensions!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Three punches in a row!
The sleeves of Cui Lihong's taekwondo uniform couldn't withstand the impact of the punch, and they all burst!
Luo Yun only felt refreshed.
Thanks to Cui Lihong, the feeling of emptiness that had just broken through the realm was completely suppressed and strengthened.
Just like a nail, firmly nailed into the stake.
On the other hand, the poor Han countryman, his arms are useless, his muscles and bones are broken, his fists are swollen like sweet potatoes, and his face is full of pleading.
"Those Chinese martial artists who were killed by you must have begged you like this before they died, right?"
"Did you let them go?"
Luo Yun moved his muscles and bones, and walked step by step, as if death was approaching.
"Shua!"
A flash, disappeared in place!
Cui Lihong didn't know what happened, and his body weighing more than 400 kilograms was thrown high up, his heart seemed to be hit by a howitzer, and after a short period of pain, there was endless darkness
"Plop!"
The huge body fell down more than ten meters away.
Cui Lihong never got up again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com