Beiyin Great Sage

Deacon Zou opened his mouth habitually, but before his voice fell completely, his eyes blurred, his chest was sunken, and he flew backwards.

There was a faint snort in his ear.

"waste!"

"If you can't finish it, what's the use of you!"

Chapter 015 Means

Zhou Jia's actions were abrupt and ruthless.

At the moment when everyone had no time to react, they struck out with a heavy punch, and with one punch, Deacon Zou was sent flying out of the house and fell to the first floor.

During this period, there was almost no effective resistance.

Chen Ying's eyes lit up.

This is a top ten master!

Even if Zhou Jia was suspected of sneak attack, he won with one move.

When he started to fight, the source force exploded, the air was stirred up, and the scalp-numbing force surged out, shocking the audience in an instant.

Chen Ying asked herself, if she tried her best, she could achieve this level.

but,

Need to use the Black Iron Profound Soldier!

As for Zhou Jia's bare hands, the momentary power and influence even made her heart sink, and she subconsciously felt a sense of fear.

It was like a fierce beast that was sleeping soundly bursting forth suddenly, making people's hearts jump.

Ten products!

At this age, he is already rank ten, and there is a [-] to [-]% chance of becoming a black iron in the future.

If you think about it this way, there is nothing wrong with a mediocre appearance and a dull personality, but the decisiveness of the shot is really eye-catching.

but……

A little reckless!

Chen Ying's thoughts changed, and she habitually analyzed the pros and cons.

Deacon Zou represented not only him, but also Qiu Bowei, the deputy gang leader behind him. If he was easily killed, he might not escape punishment.

Liwei is a good thing.

But it is also necessary to choose the right target, otherwise not only will it not be possible to quickly rectify the deployment of subordinates, but it may cause a violent rebound.

Just like now.

"Deacon Zou!"

"stop!"

Deacon Zou has been in charge of the gambling house for so many years, so there are naturally many cronies, disciples, and experts specially placed by Vice-Clan Leader Qiu.

Seeing this, he couldn't help roaring.

Two more people rushed out with lightning, one rushed downstairs, and the other drew his sword towards Zhou Jia.

The man who drew the sword had a gloomy complexion, his triangular eyes were cold and introverted, his expression was stiff, the long sword was out of its sheath, and a sharp cold light came into view.

Nice knife!

What a knife-drawing technique!

Ninth-rank cultivation base, the energy and spirit gathered in one place, drawing the sword countless times, let the trick of the triangular eye to cut against the wind has reached the state of perfection.

Even if it is tenth rank, it is sure to fight.

Chen Ying's beautiful eyes flickered, and she lightly pressed the hilt of the sword at her waist with one hand, a fighting spirit quietly emerged.

"Ok?"

Zhou Jia squinted his eyes and said in a dull voice:

"court death!"

While speaking, he stretched out his big hand, miraculously poked into the light of the knife, clasped his five fingers, grabbed the blade suddenly, and yanked it down hard.

"Peng!"

With the triangular eyes and a knife, he slammed into the floor hard.

Before he recovered, he felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen, a series of ribs breaking sounded, and the five internal organs in his body were blasted out of the flesh by a huge force.

In an instant, the dead cannot die again.

If one method works, then all methods work together.

Zhou Jia has already perfected the innate martial art Zilei Axe, so ordinary moves are naturally full of flaws in his eyes.

The sword technique that others are amazed at can easily be broken without the aid of an ax shield.

Kicking Triangle Eye to death, he jumped down to the second floor.

Everyone in the field, except for Chen Ying, who had a fairly normal expression, all of them were pale, with panic and anxiety in their eyes.

This new supervisor is very ruthless.

Shot,

It is human life!

He is merciless in his strikes, and he will kill if he says he will!

……

"Dangdang!"

first floor.

There was a lot of voices, and many gamblers gathered around the gaming tables, making a lot of noise, and all of them blushed under the stimulation of drugs and hearts.

At this moment, a black shadow fell from upstairs and hit a gambling table heavily.

The black shadow smashed the gaming table and rolled on the ground.

"Deacon Zou?"

"Old Zou!"

Someone with sharp eyes immediately recognized the embarrassed figure on the ground, and couldn't help being stunned, confused.

This is the gambling shop of the Tianhu gang, and Deacon Zou is a tenth-rank master who sits here, who dares and can make a move against him?

"call……"

The strong wind on the second floor was violent, and a figure fell lightly to the ground.

"help me!"

Deacon Zou's chest was sunken, he vomited blood, he propped himself up and staggered forward:

"Hurry up and save me!"

"Deacon Zou!"

The guards in the field were stunned for a moment, and then rushed over quickly.

Two of them looked even more ruthless, drew out their swords and faced Zhou Jia, and shouted anxiously:

"How dare you make trouble here, take your life!"

"..."

Zhou Jia frowned. Knowing that he had injured Deacon Zou, they still dared to charge forward without fear of life or death. It seemed that they were Zou's confidantes.

Scanning the guards in the field, all of them had bad eyes.

Ah!

The one surnamed Zou can win people's hearts. I'm afraid he has the final say on the West City gambling house.

That being so...

With a cold look in his eyes, Zhou Jia strode forward, and the moment before the sword touched his body, his arms suddenly stretched out, and he clasped the head of the person coming from left and right.

"Peng!"

The two heads collided under the huge force, crushing the skull and cracking the brain.

"kill!"

A copper rod fell from top to bottom, the howling wind pushed away the tables, chairs and benches on both sides, and a crack appeared on the ground under his feet.

The big man with a stick was bulging all over his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and rushed forward with a roar.

"Shh!"

Zhou Jia lifted up with one hand, grasped the body of the stick, and with a shake of his arm, the long stick pierced the hands of the person coming, and penetrated straight into the opponent's heart.

With a stick in his hand, he waved it casually, sweeping across people and sticks.

The guards rushing from behind were also overwhelmed.

"Bah..."

In the crowd, there was a gleam of coldness.

The cold light was not obvious, and it appeared in Zhou Jia's blind spot of vision. It was silent, but it made everyone who saw it chill.

The sword comes out like a poisonous snake.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

In the surprised eyes of others, a fist that seemed to cover all directions appeared in front of the sword shadow and slammed down.

The assassin hiding in the crowd was smashed to pieces with his sword on the spot.

Zhou Jia, who was striding forward, was like a terrifying beast, with a blank face and waving arms, no matter who came, he would kill them all on the spot.

With one palm, the two of them were killed.

A punch pierced through the treasure armor.

In just a few steps, there were corpses lying all over the ground in front of him.

No matter if it is the seventh rank, eighth rank, or even the ninth rank, they are vulnerable to a single blow, and they will kill people if they make a move, and there will be no survivors under the fist.

Just get your hands on him...

Just die!

In the blink of an eye, the rest of the guards were terrified, their fighting spirit was gone, and they stepped back again and again, giving way to Deacon Zou's place.

"You...you can't kill me."

Deacon Zou's face was pale and his body was shaking. He was clinging to the wall and could not retreat. He could only grit his teeth and make a final attempt:

"Kill me, Vice Chief Qiu will not let you go!"

"Oh!" Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows:

"Are you threatening me?"

As he spoke, he smiled disdainfully, reached out and grabbed his head suddenly, and pierced towards the hard ground.

"Peng!"

The head pierced the ground deeply, and traces of blood emerged from the depression.

"Deacon Zou!"

"director!"

Until this time, a group of people on the second floor rushed down, and when they saw the situation on the first floor, they all looked pale.

Even Chen Ying couldn't help frowning.

She doesn't think there is any problem with being ruthless, the key is how to end up, otherwise she will be a reckless fool who is quick for a while.