Extreme Yama System

The owner of the property has come to the door. Usually, it's time to run away. But Jinyan Kuang is not an ordinary gangster, but an old river and lake, with a wicked face and a very ruthless hand. At this time, not only was there no timidity, but his face changed, and he looked at Xue Wusuan fiercely and said, "Are you looking for the wrong place? Who took your stuff?"

"That's right! Get out when you know each other, or you'll break your dog's legs."

"Did you hear me? Get out of here now!"

Three people, three mouths, all scolding and swearing. Not only did they not admit that the brooch on the table was stolen by them, but they also threatened to break Xue Wusuan's leg.

Xue Wusuan was no stranger to this kind of approach. Even he used it when he was a punk. That's what the saying goes, "playing rudely". If you get caught stealing something, it will scare you and make you retreat. By the time you called the police or something, they would have already run away. Moreover, a person like Jinyan Kuang would kill him if he was really in a hurry. Ordinary people really don't need to fight this kind of bastard, because it's not worth it.

"You want to break my leg, right? Come on." Xue Wusuan said as he walked up to the three of them, dragged the chair to sit down, and put his legs on the table, as if he was really going to let the other party knock him off. the same legs.

"Damn it! I think I don't dare!" A man on the left yelled, took the chair beside him, swung it round and hit Xue Wusuan's leg with a click. The chair was rotten, but the legs were fine.

"What about you? You don't want to give it a try?" Xue Wusuan asked the man on the right with a smile. But the latter has been stunned. The legs are on the table like this, the chairs are smashed, the legs are okay? Who has seen this kind of thing?

Knowing that they had come across a tough idea, the three of them wiped their waists, each took out a dagger, while Jin Yankuang took out a pistol, all pointing at Xue Wushen.

"Boy! Are you talented? Can you do it again? Try to be able to hold the bullets?" The man who smashed Xue Wusuan with a chair just now consciously lit up the guy and had a gun. Xue Wusuan should be counseled. Bar? The proud one would pat Xue Wusuan's face with his hand. But before he could take it, his wrist was aching, and then he saw his entire palm fall from his wrist and hit the ground with a slap.

At first, he shouted in horror, his legs were weak, he fell to the ground, and then he went to pick up his palm, only to find that Xue Wusuan stepped on it with one foot, and then twisted the sole of the foot, the broken palm actually became a Meat Sauce!

"Ah!" It took two seconds for the severe pain to come, and my heart was horrified and furious. "Boss shot! Kill him! Kill him!"

Nobody cares. Jin Yankuang and the other person were sticking like wooden stakes, motionless, not even blinking their eyelids.

Crouching down, picked up the dagger that fell on the ground. Xue Wusuan looked very seriously and found that something was wrong, and the man with a panicked face said, "When I entered the door before, you said that you were my father, and then you said that you would break my leg, and now you want to kill me again. Got me. Guess how I'll deal with you when you're so open-mouthed?"

"Forgive me! I, I was wrong! Brother, don't, don't, ah!"

Before he finished speaking, the screams started again. The man's second palm also fell to the ground. He was still trampled by Xue Wusuan.

Kindheartedly helped the unlucky **** who had fainted from pain to point acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, so as not to cause trouble for him if he died. Then he sat back on the chair, picked up the brooch on the table, and looked at it. Then he turned to look at the two wooden figures beside him.

"You can choose the same. Do you want no hands, or no ears, eyes, nose, tongue, etc. Of course, you can also do without legs." With a wave of his hand, the two of them can speak, but their bodies still can't move. .

"Big brother! You don't remember the villain's deeds, we admit it!"

"Yes, yes, we admit it, you give me a word, we will do it, we will do it!"

What a joke! ? What means is this? Set yourself up directly! And without blinking an eyelid, he cut off a pair of other people's palms. This method, this heart, black!

Jinyan Kuang's mind should be more transparent. He has seen strange people with similar methods. Those people call themselves cultivators. The one in front of him must be the same. But the monks he had met were not so cruel. I knew that this time I had hit an iron plate with a nail on it. It's **** mildew!

After scolding someone, flashing the gun, and just confessing? Although Xue Wusuan didn't dare to kill people here, he couldn't be so casual.

"Don't choose? Then I'll help you choose. You are living by touching money, so I will leave your hands and feet. Don't need two ears."

The dagger in his hand flashed, and the four ears reached the table.

"Okay, let's forget what happened before. Let's talk about something else." Xue Wusuan resumed the activities of the two, and he didn't even take away the gun in Jinyankuang's hand.

Enduring the severe pain, Jinyan Kuang squatted on the ground honestly, the gun in his hand hurriedly retracted to his waist, and he didn't dare to show it again.

"I heard you say "dharma tool" before, so make it clearer."

Jinyankuang hurriedly said: "Brother, that brooch of yours is not simple! The yin energy on it is condensed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and there is a faint majesty that comes out from the top. In addition, the material is special, water and fire will not invade, and sharp weapons will not hurt. , is likely to be a great magic weapon."

"Hey magic weapon, do you know magic weapon?"

"Brother, you're just joking. How can I understand this. It's just that I have done business with a cultivator, and I know some fur, so don't embarrass me." Jinyan Kuang couldn't say anything bitter in his heart. I blame myself for being cheap, otherwise how could I get into such trouble? I just want this vicious person to leave quickly, he can stare at his ears on the table, maybe he can get it to the hospital quickly and be able to connect it?

Xue Wusuan asked again: "Do you still know the monks? Tell me, what kind of business can you, a tomb robber, do with the monks?"

"Brother, I didn't lie to you. I always come across some magic tools when I rob tombs. The cultivator is also studying how to forge magic tools, so he often buys some buried magic tools from me to study."

"Say your name."

"I, I don't know! I only know that his surname is Wang, and his road name: sprite."

Monsters? Anyone else take this number?

"What about his contact information?"

"No. He contacted me directly. Brother, you can forget about it. Can you, can you let us go to the hospital?"

Xue Wusuan nodded, took a cigarette, got up and left. The brooch was brought back, and the question was asked.

Go downstairs. The nervous middle-aged woman nodded and sent Xue Wusuan out the door. The screams from upstairs just now scared her enough.

Returning to the rental house, she picked up Zhou Huiru's cell phone and dialed Guo Tianjian's number.

"I'm Xue Wusuan. Well, you can help me find out a monk with the surname of Wang and the name of "魍魉". Huh? You know? That's good. Tomorrow, you come to the flower shop tomorrow, I have something to ask you."