"Swoosh--" Hearing the words Ye Wujiu, Xue Wuming's face changed drastically, and his body instinctively bounced back.

Almost at the same time, Ye Wujiu kicked the coffee table and then punched him out.

With a click, the coffee table shattered and splashed everywhere.

Sharp glass shots at twelve men in black who had been locked.

"Pu" The killer in Wuyixiang was about to swing his knife to resist, but his body stagnated, his eyebrows splattered blood, and he died.

They fell to the ground, looking unwilling and confused.

"Swoosh--" Ye Wujiu did not stop. When the killer around him fell to the ground, he moved and immediately came to Xue Wuming.

Xue Wuming was shocked when he saw this.

He had never seen such a quick skill, nor had he seen such an indifferent murderous intent.

He never expected that Ye Wujiu was so perverted.

But he finally reacted. When he saw Ye Wujiu pounce, he growled and a dagger flashed out of his hand and instinctively stood in front of him.

"Dangdang--" Ye Wujiu waved his right hand in a row, with two crisp sounds of jingling, and the sharp dagger broke into three pieces.

Ye Wujiu broke the dagger, and the thunder continued to strike. He patted Xue Wuming's chest quickly and lightly.

Xue Wuming retreated with all his strength but was still half a beat slower. His hands crossed his arms to block it, but his heart hurt.

The next second, he flew up in the air and hit the wall heavily.

Before a mouthful of blood was spurted out, one foot kicked him away again.

Two broken ribs.

Xue Wuming rolled out again, smashed a vase and fell to the ground.

Unable to resist! Xue Wuming gritted his teeth and turned over, half-kneeled on the ground, looked at Ye Wujiu not far away and shouted: "Who are you?"

A waste who he believed could not beat a single stick, crushing him was like crushing an ant, which made Xue Wuming really unacceptable.

At the same time, he pressed the button in his arms to summon people nearby.

Ye Wujiu did not take action or respond. He just looked at Xue Wuming with a hint of helplessness: "I always thought that if you are a little person, be a little low-key and patient, you can live a peaceful life."

"But I didn't expect that our family has suffered so much shame and suffered so much life, but still cannot get a happy meal."

Ye Wujiu said in a very melancholy tone: "We live our lives peacefully, why do we always come to us?"

He has always known that trees will be destroyed by the wind in the forest.

The stronger a person shows, the more uncertain life may be, and the more dangerous it may be for oneself and his family.

So over the years he has tried to turn himself into an ant, hoping to exchange his family for peace by swallowing his anger.

Unfortunately, no matter how much I shrank my head, I was still forced into a desperate situation.

Xue Wuming coughed a few times: "If you want to blame, you can only blame Ye Fan for being too popular."

Ye Wujiu sighed lightly: "The grudges and grudges in the world are not as good as family members. Is this rule in the world really outdated?"

"This world has been a success, a defeated enemy since ancient times."

Xue Wuming bit his lips and said, "As long as he can kill Ye Fan, what is the point of a thousand men?"

Ye Wujiu thought to himself: "It seems that I was wrong!"

“We were wrong, too.”

Xue Wuming squirted out a breath of heat: "We underestimate your father and son, and we have reached this situation."

He admitted that Ye Wujiu was powerful, but he was even more upset that he underestimated the enemy, otherwise he could have dozens of ways to deal with Ye Wujiu.

Ye Wujiu spoke lightly: "You said, how can we have a bite of a peaceful rice?"

He had absolute confidence that Ye Wujiu and Ye Fan caused heavy losses to Wuyi Lane, and Wuyi Lane would definitely take revenge by any means.

And the final result of this battle must be Ye Wujiu and Ye Fan's death.

Since the establishment of Wuyi Lane for a hundred years, the only target of death is death.

"knew."

Ye Wujiu nodded: "Then... kill all of you..." Xue Wuming shouted softly: "Who are you?"

Ye Wujiu stretched out his hand and squeezed his collar and a recorder.

Xue Wuming's face changed drastically.

The thing left to the clues of Wuyi Lane was destroyed.

"As for who I am?"

Ye Wujiu's flashed recorder and looked at Xue Wuming: "I have many names, some call me Tiandao, some call me Shadow, and some call me Wudi..." Tiandao?

shadow?

Invincible?
Chapter completed!