There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Although the warehouse door is closed.

There were still shouts of death and wailing sounds coming from time to time, because the river wind first passed by the pavilion and then blew towards the warehouse. On the way, most of the sounds were blown away by the river wind, and the people in the pavilion could not hear them clearly.

However, this movement?

Is it a little bigger?

Just two guys!

Why do you want to use the masses to bully the few?

"How long?"

A guard asked Guo Taizhong.

Guo Taizhong turned his back to the river and blocked the wind with his body. He lit a stick of incense in front of him. Now, the stick of incense was less than half burned.

"Almost, half a stick of incense!"

"You pressed one-third of the incense sticks, Lao Wang, you are out..."

Guo Taizhong looked happy and chuckled.

"Hey, Lao Guo, this is unfair. The river wind is so fierce, the incense must burn faster than usual..."

The guard refused.

"Stop it!"

Guo Taizhong rolled his eyes at the guy.

"I'm willing to admit defeat!"

Master Zhang ignored the fuss of those guys and just smoked dry cigarettes. He glanced at the cigarette pouch with sparks on the pot and looked towards the door.

Half a pack of cigarettes.

In his estimation, even taking into account the time spent wrangling within the alliance, this door should be open.

As long as those guys still have some brains, they know that they should give the sign to themselves first and let them wait for them by the riverside. Even if they dare to borrow their courage, they don't dare.

really……

Within sight, the warehouse door a dozen feet away slowly opened.

Half a pack of cigarettes!

It seems that I can still calculate it accurately, it is indeed half a bag of cigarettes.

Master Zhang was stroking his beard with great pride. Some of the guards were beaming with joy and shouting, while others were bowing their heads and stamping their feet, complaining in low voices...

Someone came out of the warehouse.

The next moment, all the sounds disappeared, and a look of astonishment appeared on everyone's face.

Master Zhang was so excited that he accidentally pulled off a few strands of his beard.

The person who walked out of the warehouse was Gu Baiyun, who looked a little dazed, followed closely behind him was a blood-stained black-armored masked warrior.

impossible!

how so!

Master Zhang couldn't help but wipe his eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw. This scene was impossible to see even in a dream!

There are three Neijin martial arts masters and more than a dozen masters, but there are only two people on the opposite side.

A closed space, a fight to the death.

In the end, it was those two people who came out alive.

And, it seemed, he was unscathed.

Gu Baiyun's body was clean and spotless.

All the blood on the black-armored masked warrior came from others.

Were all those people killed by him?

So scary!

Master Zhang was trembling.

The guards around him were not much better than him. They were as quiet as quails, just standing there, watching Gu Baiyun and the murderous man walking towards them, not daring to let out a fart.

Arriving in front of the pavilion, Gu Baiyun turned his head and glanced at the black-armored masked warrior.

At this time, he still didn't know that the person under the mask was Nie Wushuang, and still thought he was from the Demon Suppression Division.

To be honest, his mind was still dizzy at this time.

The previous fight happened too quickly and ended too quickly. Before he could figure out the situation, his companions killed all the people on the opposite side with extremely cruel and domineering methods.

One punch at a time and they all exploded.

Flesh and blood were mixed together, making it impossible to tell who was who.

Such a tragic death was unheard of.

What he didn't know was that Nie Wushuang actually didn't like this style of fighting. With one punch, not only his body would burst, but the pills and other things he carried would also burst with it and mix into the flesh and blood. Even holding a magnifying glass would not even think about it. find out.

Kill people without touching their bodies?

What a waste!

Waste is shameful!

Seeing the black-armored masked warrior who was covered in blood and even the river wind could not disperse the smell of blood, Gu Baiyun hesitated to speak.

In the warehouse, after killing everyone.

The other party returned the land deed, lease, etc. to Gu Baiyun, but got the twelve-storey building order in his hands.

"Those people snatched these things. I snatched them back from those people. This token is used as reward. Isn't that excessive?"

When the other party said this, what else could Gu Baiyun say?

Can only nod.

"Is the matter resolved?"

Master Zhang forced himself to calm down.

It doesn't matter!

He cheered himself up!

Even if all the people in the warehouse were dead, unless Gu Baiyun wanted to kill officials and rebel, he would not dare to touch himself and others.

So, there is no need to be afraid.

Just pretend that you really went out to smoke and have no idea what is going on inside.

What's more, I haven't gotten the sign yet!

"solved!"

The other party was so shameless, Gu Baiyun could only smile bitterly.

"Master Gu, is the twelve-story building sign owned by your Shangyang Martial Arts School still there? Give me that sign, and I will keep it safe for your martial arts school to still exist. This pier, the mines outside the city, and the I will give them all back to you..."

Master Zhang mustered up his courage and gritted his teeth.

If all the guys in the warehouse were dead, it would be impossible for them to keep these foundations. The people invited by Shangyang Martial Arts Hall were so cruel, so it was logical to snatch those foundations back.

Master Zhang's words were just words.

However, if it really has the endorsement of the county government, the procedure will probably be much faster.

Gu Baiyun was a little moved.

He couldn't help but glance at the black-armored masked warrior beside him.

But the other party strode forward and rushed towards Master Zhang and others in the pavilion. A strong smell of blood rushed towards them.

"Don't!"

Gu Baiyun stretched out his hand and shouted anxiously.

He was afraid that this killing god would kill Master Zhang and the guards of the yamen. If that happened, the martial arts school would be finished.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"Gu Baiyun, you, why don't you stop him?"

Gu Baiyun could only smile bitterly. If he could stop him, wouldn't he be a martial arts master of divine will?

"Guo Taizhong, you guys hurry up..."

Master Zhang's voice was distorted in his anxiety, like a drake with his throat pinched.

Nie Wushuang walked up, grabbed Master Zhang's collar, lifted him up, and threw the guy who was shouting for mercy out.

"Splash!"

Master Zhang flew far away and fell into the water, splashing a large area of ​​water.

Nie Wushuang turned around and looked at the guards.

Swinging the knife forward?

Well, no one is so brave.

Facing this killer, the guards put down their weapons, raised their hands, and begged for mercy. They kept saying "80-year-old mother and 3-year-old child".

Nie Wushuang pointed to the river.

There, Master Zhang was struggling in the water with his hands.

The guards understood immediately.

"Don't bother with me, I'll do it myself..."

Guo Taizhong laughed dryly, and jumped out of the pavilion and into the river.

His companions followed closely, scrambling to jump in.

In such hot weather, jumping in would be cool, just like taking a shower.

At this time, Gu Baiyun let out a long breath.

The cloud of worry on his face still did not dissipate.

Is it necessary to insult the people of the government?

Then, his eyes blurred, and the black-armored masked warrior had already rushed out of the pavilion and appeared in the open space a few feet away. With a tap of his toes, he flew up like a big bird, climbed onto the roof of a warehouse, and disappeared behind the roof in an instant.

Gone?

Gone now!

Gu Baiyun sighed.

Picked up a long pole from the open space nearby, handed it to Master Zhang who was struggling in the water, and pulled him up in a mess.

"Gu Baiyun, hello!"

"Shangyang Martial Arts School, hello!"