But regardless of whether they can guess whose kung fu this is, one thing they know is that this person is a threat, so they must get rid of him The murderous intention was extremely strong, but he couldn't do anything about it.
Even when the three of them surrounded him, the latter was able to gain the upper hand, seemingly without any effort.
Murong Wu's goal was simple, that is, to beat the person holding the sickle to death, and there was no ambiguity in using the knife.
The people in the restaurant were cleared automatically, leaving them enough space to fight.
The figures were everywhere, whips and sickles scattered the afterimages again and again, and they fought against the crisis again and again.
The broadsword in Murong Wu's hand also exuded strong anger and kept slashing at them.
Originally, this matter was very simple.
They didn't say anything and Murong Wu left.
Later, this matter would not happen.
Everyone was in harmony and treated it as such.
After a hundred years of cultivation, they just passed by, or Murong Wu could easily leave them behind and go on their way smoothly.
But it happened that some of them were ignorant and used a certain weapon without overestimating their own capabilities, which made Murong Wu even more angry.
It came to my head all at once.
But from the outside, everyone thought that she was acting like this because of the attitude of these people.
Murong Wu had a cold face and ignored the figure that appeared in his mind.
He picked up a big knife and beat the unlucky guy again. .
Soon, the three of them were repaired by Murong Wu.
Of course, this Ansheng was controlled by Murong Wu.
However, it was rare for Murong Wu to find her kindheartedness that had long since left home.
Instead of eradicating the roots, she even had the conscience to feed a few people some "good stuff" made by herself.
All five people stared at her fiercely, but Nai Ho was suppressed and couldn't move at all.
They could only let the thing slowly enlarge in their frightened eyes, and finally reached her belly.
The miserable silver sickle was even more pitiful.
Murong Wu chopped it into pieces with a big knife without any mercy.
The five people firmly remembered Murong Wu's face.
No one could offend anyone from the Qing family and still be free.
They would definitely make his life worse than death.
Before leaving, Murong Wu glanced at the five people.
The sickle man had a bad intuition.
He trembled and a bad feeling hit his heart.
Sure enough, another fat beating The shopkeeper of the restaurant hid far away, but he could still see the sadness of the sickle man.
He silently shed a few tears of sympathy for him, and also shed a few old tears for himself.
Whose loss is this?
In the mess all over the building, looking at Murong Wu's leaving figure and the only intact ink stone left on the table, the shopkeeper wanted to cry.
The Qing family members were still lying on the spot, smelling the blood in their mouths and enduring the pain all over their bodies.
The bloody light in their eyes was breathtaking.
However, at this scene, they wanted to cry even more.
But the appearance of that figure had been deeply imprinted on them. in mind After beating someone up, Murong Wu was in a good mood.
The anger he had been holding back recently finally had a place to vent, and his depressed mood was much better.
However, after she came out, the problem she faced came again.
How should she find her two brothers in this place that was neither big nor small.
No matter how much she inquired, she couldn't find any information about the Thunder family, as if there was no such family at all.
However, before she could get any clues, trouble came again.
After all, the Qing family was very powerful.
They received the news in a matter of seconds and were able to find the person.
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The speed and efficiency were not bad.
Murong Wu really felt that she had a lightning rod on her body, and she was uneasy wherever she went.
Her mood that finally relaxed fell again
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