Niu Ben and others could not let Jia Huan come forward alone, and they all took the initiative.

After drinking a bowl of blood wine, I don’t ask for birth on the same day of the same year, but I ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year.

"kill!!!"

"kill!!!!"

"kill!!!!"

A few loud shouts sounded, and several people rushed into the battle group together.

However, the rush is faster and the retreat is faster.

It can be said that it flies faster.

What flew out was Mr. Jia San, who was full of desperate spirit.

However, he was not beaten away by Meng Zhan, but was thrown away by Dong Mingyue's soft strength...

Lying on the ground, Jia Huan had almost no face to stand up.

In order to protect him, Dong Mingyue was hit by Meng Zhan in the abdomen, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, which made Jia Huan full of all.

Jia Huan was so ashamed that he wanted to commit suicide to apologize, Pig Teammate...

He is pretty good, but it will be a disaster for a few Niu Ben, especially Wen Bo.

The little brother has a violent personality and a more violent speed. He started the latest but rushed to the front.

Dong Mingyue had no intention of protecting him, and then he was thrown in front of Meng Zhan's chest without looking back, and fainted with blood spray on the spot, and the person flew backwards.

Niu Ben and the three brothers of the Han family were not much better. Although the person was not dizzy and the injury was slightly milder, they all fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Brother Huan, brother... this time... it's so... it's so sunny, you've been cheated to death..."

Niu Ben squirted blood while cursing: "Your girl is so... so unrighteous, why... why did you save you one? Brother... how miserable!"

Jia Huan didn't pretend to be dead, stood up like nothing happened, and helped Niu Ben and the three brothers of the Han family to the chair. After confirming that there was no serious injury, he smiled and said, "Oh! Brothers, are you all okay? I'm really sorry!"

Niu Ben tried hard to lift a middle finger, vomiting blood and despised: "This... Brother... Brother despises you!"

However, the three brothers of the Han family kept vomiting blood, but their faces looked much better.

They felt much more relieved if they could do something for Jia Huan and shed some blood.

Jia Huan had no time to apologize with Niu Ben, and remembered to carry Wen Bo to the chair. This guy is still in a coma...

Fortunately, his life is still there.

The people who had dared to watch the fun in the lobby had already disappeared without a trace. The scene was too big. Even if the people who watched the fun were not affected now, they would not be able to settle it in the future.

They are all smart and smart people, and they all go back to their own homes. They each look for their fathers and go to inform them.

A huge storm is slowly forming, and many soldiers are also mobilizing...

In the lobby, although Dong Mingyue's breath was getting weaker, her eyes were getting brighter.

On the other hand, although Meng Zhan fought more and more fiercely, the strange meaning had disappeared and his face became more and more serious.

Jia Huan suddenly looked weird because he discovered that Dong Mingyue's starting move was actually... Tai Chi.

However, the main thing used for fighting battles is the set of Little King Kong boxing.

As time delayed, Dong Mingyue defended less and less, and attacked more and more. Moreover, it became easier and easier.

Niu Ben stopped vomiting blood. He looked at Jia Huan strangely and said speechlessly: "This...this is fine? This is the seventh...this is the seventh grade?"

The faces of the three brothers of the Han family were both weird and surprised. Even Wen Bo seemed to hear something faintly, and moaned in pain. He woke up in a whisper and asked weakly: "Who...who has broken through the seventh grade?"

Meng Zhan's face became increasingly ugly, and no one could describe his feelings at this moment.

The endless circles drawn by Dong Mingyue in his hand were like lines of alchemy silk threads, wrapping him around and around.

He wanted to break through with violence, but Dong Mingyue was very clever and used a set of martial arts that he had never seen before to transform his power.

Not only that, he also tangled him tighter.

In fact, this method of entanglement is fine. The key is that the yellow-haired girl's own strength is simply shocking.

Never heard of anyone who has such strong and tough muscles at this age, except...

Suddenly, a light flashed through Meng Zhan's mind.

He looked at Dong Mingyue with wide eyes, his tone was extremely complicated, and his surprise, fear, and greed were mixed together and turned into an exclaim: "You...you are, you are Dong..."

However, before he finished speaking, Dong Mingyue's aura had risen to the extreme, transformed into a white shadow, and the series of death-taking fists of the little King Kong continued to unfold.

Starting from Meng Zhan's arm, she slammed eighteen punches and slammed in a slum. Finally, her delicate fist stopped at Meng Zhan's throat, and there, a deep pit was sunk.

A seventh-grade master, Meng Zhan, died.

Jia Huan let out a long sigh, pulled the collar of his clothes, turned around and smiled at Niu Ben and others, and said, "Brother Ben, brother Han, brother Wen, I'll avenge you."

Niu Ben frowned and said, "Hey, let's forget it if the person dies, don't do anything rude."

Jia Huan didn't turn his middle finger back, but his feet were getting faster and faster, and the object he was rushing towards was...

Win Lang!

Ying Lang was already stunned when he died in Meng Zhan.

This is a seventh-grade master!

Among the million troops of the Qin Dynasty, there are only a handful of top masters, and they can be ranked among the top three in the entire Prince Zhongshun's mansion.

If he hadn't been the prince, he would not have the qualification to enjoy this level of security...

But……

Meng Zhan actually died.

However, Ying Lang didn't have time to think about it because he saw Jia Huanfeng rushing towards him.

Ying Lang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Jia Laosan, don't be impulsive, impulse cannot solve the big problem... I warn you, I am the prince, if you kill me, your whole family will have to pay your life!"

Jia Huan smiled grimly and said, "I won't kill you, I will traumatize you!"

Although Ying Lang can do his best and has finished his muscles, that's it.

His father was in charge of the royal family's examination, and he was not a second-party player, so why did he work hard?

Besides, he always believed that only a rough martial artist could only make a living by relying on his martial arts. A peerless and intelligent person like him made a living by relying on his brain.

so……

"ah!"

"Ouch!"

"ah!"

"Oh!"

"Woooooo!"

Ying Lang was beaten to cry...

However, Jia Huan did not stop...

"stop!"

A loud shout came from outside the restaurant gate. Countless footsteps, weapons collided with armor, horse hooves, neighing sounds, as if they suddenly rang out in an instant.

After Jia Huan looked back at the person coming, he smiled, but he kept stopping, still greeting Ying Lang as if he was dead.

He also knew the visitor, and he was the grandson of the Marquis of Jingtian and the head of the Wucheng Military and Masjid, Qiu Liang.

"Three Young Master. Stop!"

Seeing that Jia Huan was still not stopping, Qiu Liang looked extremely ugly and said loudly again.

Jia Huan sneered and said, "What, I'm here for your master? I won't stop. Otherwise, you can try to move me too, which can avenge your master?"

Qiu Liang, who was in his forties, turned red when he heard this.

His grandfather Qiu Feng was the first general under the Heiyun of Rong Kingdom. He made great achievements and was granted the title of Marquis of Jingtian, the founding country.

However, his father was unfilial and not only did he not defend his title. He was also resigned by the second generation of Rongguo Gongshen because he was afraid of life and death on the battlefield and withdrew his troops without authorization.

Qiu Liang got this position after taking Prince Zhongshun's path.

What he dreams about is that one day he can restore his ancestors' title, so he becomes a lackey under Prince Zhongshun...

However, he did not dare to do anything to Jia Huan.

Those who have not been in the army will never be able to understand the influence of the black cloud flag of the Jia family.

Qiu Liang couldn't even guarantee that after he issued the order to arrest Jia Huan, would his team obey his orders or... turn against him.

At this moment, there was another noise outside the door. Compared to the noise and disorder just now, the sound of this wave was extremely neat and more powerful.

A short, even thin middle-aged man walked into the door, with a dark face.

However, it was such a thin, half-year-old man in his forties who was extremely amazing.
To be continued...