Chapter 1839 1840 Black Strike

"You already know the grievance between me and Long Wudang. In order to give him a head start, you must have heard of what Long Wudang said yesterday. How can I be so humiliated in Huayu Temple! I just happened to see Long Wudang there. In the black market." A cold light flashed in Mu Hanyan's eyes.

Originally, Mu Hanyan was planning to wait for Long Wudang to leave the black market before looking for a chance to attack him, but since Gao Weihu's big words had already been released, there was no need to be polite to him. After all, Tianyang City is not Huayu City, and its defense may not be as weak as it seems on the surface. It is still a little risky to do something outside. How can there be such a safe and reliable black market.

There is a priest of punishment from the Temple of Life behind him. As long as he doesn't make too much noise, he is afraid that Long Aoli will not dare to take care of the black market of the Gao family.

"It turned out to be that trash, so I'll have someone call him here. You can clean up as you want, just don't kill anyone." Gao Weihu said disapprovingly.

Mu Hanyan was worried that he was afraid of breaking the rules of the black market and refused, but he didn't expect him to agree so readily, and gave Gao Weihu another high look.

After Gao Weihu finished speaking, he didn't stay, and left the room with Shi Shiran behind his back.

Not long after, Long Wudang was brought over.

"I heard that the big shopkeeper asked me to come here, what's the matter?" As soon as he entered the room, Long Wudang lowered his head and asked timidly.

He usually relies on his family background to show off his strength, but his family background is not worth mentioning in front of Gao Weihu. He has seen the bloody scene of Gao Weihu beating Zhao Zhiyuan before, how can he dare to be a little arrogant, nod and bow like a pug of.

Mu Hanyan and the others did not answer, and looked at Long Wudang with a half-smiling smile.

"Mu Hanyan, why are you! Where is the big shopkeeper?" Long Wudang glanced around, not seeing the figure of Gao Weihu, but he could see Mu Hanyan's half-smiling expression, and his heart surged intense anxiety.

"Treasurer Gao isn't here, let's borrow it from him." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.

Long Wudang's pupils shrank abruptly, and he didn't have time to think about what was going on, so he turned around and rushed out.

It's a pity that Mu Hanyan and the others were already prepared, how could they let him escape.

"Bang!" A thick tortoise shell slapped heavily on his face, Long Wudang fell in response, and two nosebleeds shot into the sky.

Long Wudang's reaction was not slow, he fell to the ground and bounced again, but unfortunately Shen Yuhe moved a step faster than him, jumped high, and stomped his face heavily.

"Ow..." Long Wudang let out a shrill scream, but soon, the scream was covered up by a crackling muffled sound.

After the baptism of the few battles in Huayu City, it was not only Shen Yuhe who had been activated by the violent factor, but Si Qingkong Lan was no exception. In addition, Ling Baobao, who had a genetic history of violence, the three of them surrounded Long Wudang with a fistful of fists. Kick.

"Let me come, let me come!" Wen Gaoren pondered all day long how he could convince Mu Hanyan to accept him as his apprentice. He was unwilling to meet such a rare opportunity to perform. It was actually a bit more ruthless than Ling Baobao.

At the door, the guard was stunned, and it's okay for other young people to do it. You, a white-bearded old man, join in the fun, but you are more ruthless than young people.

"Help, help..." Long Wudang lay on the ground, looking at the guard, who simply turned around and closed the door.

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"Don't beat me anymore, please forgive me, don't beat me anymore." Long Wudang lay on the ground like a dead dog, begging again with nosebleeds and tears.

"Isn't there Long Wucuo to support you? Why don't you call out to see, how dare you embarrass the priest, I will beat you to death, beat you to death..." Wen Gaoren rode on Long Wudang's back and punched him. He slammed down with a punch, his whole body was shaking with excitement, and his white hair was swaying from side to side, looking unusually mighty.

Mu Hanyan and the others looked at each other, the old man clearly wanted to show off in front of Mu Hanyan when he started to fight, but then he fought more and more vigorously, and his attack became more and more ruthless. He was the only one left who was still madly flattened.

"It's none of my business, Long Wucuo wished me to die, how could he support me? It's Ou Zhiming, it's Ou Zhizhi's ghost." Long Wudang finally came back to his senses and cried. road.

"Stop!" Mu Hanyan's heart moved slightly.

She was a little strange before. Long Wudang suffered two big losses in the Huayu Temple. He should have a better memory. How dare he not get along with her? Are you really not afraid of death? When he mentioned Ou Mingzhi, he vaguely understood. what.

"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death..." Wen Gaoren was fighting hard, as if he didn't hear Mu Hanyan's words, he still punched Long Wudang with punch after punch.

Unexpectedly, the old man was so crazy when he started to move his hands, Mu Hanyan helplessly winked at Sikong Qinglan and the others, and worked together to drag Wen Gaoren back.

Long Wudang finally breathed a sigh of relief, while shedding tears, he took the medicine pill. He looked so miserable and miserable, so pitiful and pitiful.

"You said just now that Ou Mingzhi was doing the trick, what the hell is going on?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"I don't know exactly what's going on. I only know that Ou Mingzhi found Long Wucuo some time ago. It seems that he has reached some agreement to take action against you and not let you leave Tianyang City alive. It really has nothing to do with me. He I'm afraid that I will compete with him for the position of the young master of the Long family, and I have been unable to get along with me since I was a child. If I had a chance, I would have killed me long ago, how could I support me." Long Wudang said with tears in his eyes.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Long Wudang and was silent.

No wonder he didn't wait for Ou Mingzhi's revenge. It turned out that he didn't do anything, and he would put himself to death if he did it! This guy's city is indeed much stronger than Long Wudang.

Mu Hanyan didn't doubt Long Wudang's words, this guy is definitely not a tough guy, and he shouldn't lie.

"By the way, I also heard that Long Wucuo just got a magic weapon called Chaos Divine Sword, and most likely he will use the opportunity of the ritual to kill you!" For fear that Mu Hanyan would not believe his words, Long Wuwu When added another sentence.

"Crazy Divine Sword!" Wen Gaoren exclaimed.

"What, you said the Chaos Divine Sword is in Long Wucuo's hands?" Gao Weihu's surprised voice sounded at the door.

Mu Hanyan's heart sank slightly, even Gao Weihu was so surprised, this chaotic sword is obviously not simple.

"Big shopkeeper, help, they dare to do something in the black market and blatantly break the rules of the black market..." As soon as he saw Gao Weihu, Long Wudang rushed up like he had grabbed a life-saving straw and hugged his calf. , I originally wanted to hug my thighs, but it was too thick to hold.

"They are my friends." Gao Weihu pointed at Mu Hanyan, and then kicked Long Wudang out.