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Chapter 208 Bloody Disaster

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    "Shua!" In unison, more than a dozen people turned to look at Sister Yan.  They didn't expect that at this time, there would still be people who dared to set up rice seedlings.

    "Damn it, bitch, I'll deal with you first." A guy rushed over with a machete.

    Sister Yan turned to one side, and the machete passed by her eyes with the wind, and her long hair on the temples fluttered.  She raised her hand and pushed her long hair behind her ears. The leisurely movement showed the charm of a woman, but it was in sharp contrast with the murderous aura on her body at this time.

    The guy failed to succeed with the knife, so he stopped his attack, turned his wrist, pulled his arm back, and wiped the sharp blade towards Sister Yan's throat.

    Sister Yan snorted coldly, grabbed the guy's wrist holding the knife, and reached for the guy's arm with her other hand.  Just a click was heard, and the terrible sound of bone breaking sounded again.

    I saw that the guy¡¯s arm was twisted strangely, the white bone stubble pierced the flesh, and a few strands of flesh were exposed.  Then he heard a scream, a clang, and the crisp sound of the machete falling to the ground.

    The guys were stunned. The guy who did it was the best among them, and he had actually practiced in a martial arts school when he was a child.  But who knew that he would be knocked down as soon as they met, and moreover, he was knocked down by a woman.

    The eldest brother lost one of his arms, and now the most powerful brother also lost one of his arms, which made them feel a little afraid.  It was so cruel that it broke the person's arm.

    Just when those guys were thinking wildly and were about to run away, Sister Yan didn't give them a chance at all. She swayed her body and stepped into the crowd in two steps. Then there were sounds of flesh hitting, bones breaking, and curses and shouts.  sounds and screams.

    In less than two minutes, more than ten people were knocked down, and no one could stand up.  Sister Yan glanced coldly at the guys lying on the ground and walked towards the bar.

    At this moment, a thin guy lying on the ground took out a Black Star from his arms and pointed the black muzzle at Sister Yan.

    Sister Yan did not look back, but she knew that someone was pointing a gun at her from behind. This was purely her intuition.  But she didn't care, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a smile appeared on her face.

    "You're looking for death!" Ye Qingrou's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she slapped her belt with her right hand. Then she shook her arm, and a green soft whip went straight to the thin man's wrist like a snake.

    It was too fast, only a flash of green light was seen, the thin man's wrist felt like a needle prick, and the gun in his hand fell from his hand.  When he looked down at his wrist, his pupils shrank sharply and his face became even more pale and bloodless.  I saw that his wrist was entangled with a soft whip, and the soft whip actually had a dense layer of barbs.

    Suddenly there was a strong surge of force, and the thin man's arms were raised uncontrollably.  Immediately after, blood burst out, and the thin man let out a shrill scream.  The flesh on his wrist was torn off by the barbs on the soft whip.

    "Bang!" Ye Qingrou flicked her wrist, and there was a crisp sound from the whip. The soft whip circled in the air, and the flesh on the barb detached, and the whole space felt like a rain of flesh and blood.

    "Sister Yan, open the door and tell them to get out. Those who can't leave, find a place to bury them." Ye Qingrou wrapped the soft whip around her waist and walked towards the second floor.

    Mao Bu Sheng lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Finally, he turned over and sat up, picking up two copper coins by the bedside.  The copper coins looked shiny and shiny, obviously they were quite old.

    Mao Bu Sheng threw the copper coin into the air, and then it fell on the bed with a clatter.  Looking at the two copper coins, Mao Bu Sheng pursed his lips tightly and muttered after a while.

    ¡°Damn it, it¡¯s going to be very bad going out tomorrow, there will be a bloody disaster.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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