Martial Arts Supreme Cultivation System

Chapter 117
Three days later, in an abandoned manor overgrown with weeds in the east of Xiaocheng City, most of the buildings had fallen into disrepair due to years of disrepair, wind and rain erosion, and ants and moths. There was only one small stone house huddled in a corner. The tiled roof with holes in it was sealed with wooden boards, which could barely be used as a shelter.

In the darkness, only a simple voice sounded, "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, are you okay?" There was a bit of concern in the voice.

"It's okay, you hippie bastard, that bastard is really not a good thing, if it weren't for the young master, I'm running fast, I'm afraid I'd be a ghost by the knife now, but this group of eggless dogs, even if So what if you know martial arts? Didn't you drink the water for washing my feet and eat the footsteps of my legs, and beat them to death in vain? Didn't this thing fall into my hands? , I tripped while running, and it hurt me to death." Another voice replied in a limp voice.

Listening to the voice, these two people are not very old, about eleven or twelve years old. For some reason, they are hiding in this abandoned manor.

"But Xiaobao, these things belong to other people. Isn't it bad for us to take them here? My mother said that it is wrong to steal other people's things." The naive voice said with some hesitation, which shows that there is nothing wrong with it on weekdays. Only those who have ideas can speak so without confidence.

"I said, brother, why are you so stupid, the young master will still harm you. You said this thing is weird. At first glance, it doesn't belong to those vicious guys. In my opinion, it's probably the one who robbed that beautiful sister. The two of us don't know martial arts, and we can't save that beautiful sister, so we took these things away to prevent them from falling into the wrong hands, so there's nothing wrong with that." Said in a livid voice.

The two were talking, when suddenly, there was a bang, and the decayed door of the Waste Wine Manor was instantly kicked open, and a ferocious man led a group of men in black into the manor, with a smirk, "Good boy, You two are pretty good at running, and today I want to kill you to let you know that no one can touch anything."

As soon as the door was broken, the light shone into the manor, instantly illuminating the dim manor. In the manor, two teenagers of eleven or twelve years old gathered together. , with a simple and honest face, a handsome young man, with delicate features, but a pair of dark eyes, showing a treacherous appearance, not like a good person.

I don’t know how these two people, one honest and one naughty boy, got together.

When the two teenagers saw this vicious and vicious man appearing, their faces turned pale with fright. The naughty boy clenched the things in his hands, only to see that they were a few strange-shaped things, and they didn't know what they were for. If Luo Jianxun Being present, I'm afraid I can find out that the odd-shaped objects in this young man's hand are the ones that were taken away by Yang Hongying in Heifeng Village. I just don't know how they appeared in this child's hands by chance. .

"What do you want to do? Don't hurt Xiaobao." Although the simple and honest boy was very scared, he didn't even think about it, so he stood in front of the naughty boy, like a hill, quite manly, he would rather stand The heroic spirit of dying, not living on your knees.

"Good boy, if you still dare to be a hero at this time, die to me." Seeing this, the man showed a ferocious smile, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed towards the two teenagers like a tiger descending a mountain.

The expressions of the two teenagers suddenly changed when they saw this, and it was too late to say it, and then it was fast, just when the man moved, suddenly, there was only a click, and the manor was in disrepair for a long time, but the beam suddenly broke, and it was smashed directly. When it came down, it hit the man's forehead, and the man's head was bleeding, and he fell to the ground in an instant. That is to say, this man's martial arts is good, and he has not died under such circumstances.

However, as soon as the beams were broken, the house wobbled and collapsed in an instant, drowning towards the group of men in black.

Seeing this kind of accident, the two teenagers were stunned, but the naughty boy could not stop changing, but when he saw this, he grabbed the simple and honest boy, "Silly boy, what are you looking at, run away quickly." The simple and honest boy ran out of the house.

It was lucky for the two teenagers. Just as they ran out of the house, the whole house collapsed completely with a bang, causing waves of dust and smoke to bury the group of people under the house.

The naughty boy looked at this scene in fear. Before he could relax, he heard a crackling sound in the house. In the pile of wood and stones, the stones and wood were slightly raised, and it could be seen that someone was struggling below. come out.

"My bastard, she's not dead yet. This bastard is harder than the dung beetle's life. Run, run." The oily boy's expression changed, and he quickly dragged the honest boy and ran out of the manor.

The two of them had just ran a hundred meters away when they heard a bang, and the fierce man broke free from the stone slab, but now he was in a panic, with scars all over his body, and many stones and sawdust pierced him. On his body, his originally ferocious face became more and more like a ghost walking out of hell.

He waved away the stones one palm after another, and dug out the man in black who was buried underneath. Looking at the two teenagers who ran a hundred meters away, his eyes were fierce, and he shouted, With a sharp kick of the leg, like a cannonball, it shot out with a bang, like a meteor chasing the moon, and rushed towards the two teenagers.

"Oh my God, run." The slick boy's legs felt weak when he saw this, and he only had one thought in his mind: run, run, run quickly.

Although the naughty boy and the honest boy ran with all their strength, they were just two eleven or twelve-year-old children, not to mention being chased by a martial arts master, even an ordinary adult would still run However, I saw that the distance between the two sides was getting shorter and shorter. Seeing that the vicious man was able to catch the naughty boy in one go.

"Get out of here." Looking at the hand that the vicious man grabbed towards his vest, the naughty boy shouted, took out something from his arms, and waved it at the man violently. All white powder.

"Hmph, brat, the same move won't work the second time." The naughty boy threw the powder at himself. The vicious man grinned and swung a few palms. Blowing away, at the same time, he slapped the naughty boy hard at the back.

Feeling the palm wind behind him, the naughty boy felt a chill in his heart, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, my mother is dying.

(End of this chapter)